Arcee slowly wakes up. Her eyepieces slowly opened. She sees a bright light in front of her eyepieces, causing her vision to narrow to a minimum. Then sees the source of the light, a large flashlight pointed at her face. She tried to stand up and realize what had happened to her. However, the attempt failed. She stumbled against the energy handcuffs. Arcee puts her head down and sees that she is bound by these shackles across her body; her arms and legs are bound to the lab table. She starts trying to get out until she hears someone mumbling.
Arcee turns her head to the left and sees a scarlet colored back. Upon analyzing, she realizes that standing before her eyepieces is Knockout himself, a medic and scientist in one person in the decepticon ranks. She also notices that he was doing something on the table, mumbling words she didn't understand and their meanings.
Knockout seems to have finished something and turns to her. Then his red eyepieces see that Arcee is conscious.
- Oh! Arcee, I see you're awake. - Notes Knockout and walks over to her. In his hand, Arcee notices synthenergon, a green version of regular energon, but unstable and messes with the transformers minds.
- Where am I? - Arcee asks, glaring menacingly at Knockout.
- In the lab. Where else? - he answers her. Then he took an injector from the second table and inserted the synth-energon into the injection mounts. Arcee becomes uneasy and her fear increases at the thought of what he will do to her.
- What are you doing? - Arcee asked with clenched fists. Knockout smiled, clearly pleased by her question.
- Oh, I'm glad you asked. You see, I've been working on synthenergon for a long time, but I don't have any volunteers to study the new synthenergon formula. - He answers her, and Arcee narrows her eyepieces at hearing the new formula.
- What? - asked Arcee, and Knockout started gesturing with his hands as if he was trying to explain it to her on his fingers.
- Basically, I've created a new formula that makes a synthenergon better than the past formula. Makes the subject stronger, taller, faster. Of course that's in theory. No side effects have been detected, nor has it been tested on anyone, until one moment... - then Knockout points his finger at Arcee. - You, Arcee, will be my volunteer.
With each passing moment, Arcee's eyes sparkled with fear. Her breathing was interrupted, and she began to breathe deeply and fill into her nonexistent lungs.
- You're crazy! Let me go! - she demanded and began to struggle furiously against the shackles, she began to feel her spark beating inside her. Knockout raises his hands and only smirks.
- Of course, of course. But only after you've taken the synthenergon.... Maybe you'll even like it? - He answered her with a smirk on his face. He walked over to Arcee's side, took hold of her arm and inserted the needle of the injector against the joint of her arm, then heard the click of the hook being jerked. The green liquid in the injector began to empty rapidly, embedding itself in Arcee's body.
What's happening to Arcee?
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