Fic repost: Bits and Bytes Chapter 3
Re-posting my fan-fiction from ff.net for my own sanity, and to allow linking and ease of commenting and editing.
Bits and bytes - Rated: T - Adventure - Chapters: 6 - Published: 1-23-11 - Last Updated: 8-12-11 - Main Characters: Hound, Meg (oc), Ellie (oc) - Status = Incomplete
Summery: What was only supposed to be a couple of oneshots, has gotten away from me and turned into a fic. Two military women from another dimension plus Transformers equals ? Warnings: human OC centered. Rating upped to T for future language. Title may change
AN: My first fanfic. Features two OC's. Contains AU Stargate Xover. A work in progress. Next update: Hopefully soon. It's mostly written, just need to add a couple more sections.
Disclaimer: The OC's are mine, Nothing else is.
'thoughts'
Chapter 3
Arrival and first contact part 3
Meg's head was spinning as she tried to catch her breath and get back up, without much success. There was a limit to what the light body armour they wore under their fatigues could protect against, full body blunt force trauma was, unfortunately, not one of them.
The pain in her ribs made it rather hard to breathe, and if she suspected that she had bruised them earlier, now she was sure that she had cracked a few with her second impact into the ground.
She knew something was wrong when Ellie went silent, and the only thought that ran through her head was 'Damn it.... Ellie, don't just stand there, run...'
Hound paused when the woman with pink hair placed herself directly between his hand and the woman on the ground while at the same time reaching for the holster on her pack. The somewhat panicked look on her face when she realized the holster was empty, caused him to flinch slightly. Silently he berated himself for assuming that they weren’t afraid of him, just because they had run in his direction initially.
“You don't have to be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you.” Hound really didn't give Ellie much time to react to his statement as he reached out again.
Much like a deer caught in the headlights, she froze. The passage of time suddenly seemed painfully slow to her. She helplessly watched every movement of the robot as it reached out with both hands, and instead of reaching for her, it reached towards Meg once again. Ellie suppressed a somewhat panicked whimper, and watched with wide eyes, as large metal hands and fingers curled around Meg's prone form and carefully scooped her up.
Meg was tired, one could only run on adrenalin and ignore pain for so long after all. She fought desperately to stay conscious, but it seemed to be a losing battle. Bits and pieces of an unknown voice seemed to filter through the haze. “..... don't....... afraid.... not.... hurt....”
The feeling of something metal closing around her was the last thing she felt as she slipped into unconsciousness.
When the woman went limp in his hands, Hound became worried and scanned her carefully noting three cracked ribs and damage to her right leg. While nothing seemed to be life threatening, he wasn't a medic. 'Slag it... I need to get them out of here...' Being as gentle as possible to avoid doing any more damage, Hound shifted her into a single handed hold and then held out his free hand to the woman still on the ground.
Ellie was so fixated on the hand now carefully cradling Meg, she didn't even notice when Hound held out his other hand out to her. Not until he very gently nudged her legs with it. Swallowing nervously, she stared at the cupped hand being held right next to her at just slightly above her knee height.
Her mind was racing. It was somewhat obvious what it wanted, and Ellie was barely keeping her panic at bay. What was going on? It was giving her a choice? Did she even really have one? She knew that she couldn’t out run it, it already had Meg, and it could have just as easily grabbed her too... so... why?
Meanwhile, Skywarp had stopped clawing at his optics and had started shooting blindly in random directions. A blast streaked over Hound's head, and he thanked Primus that Skywarp was not one of the brightest 'cons. Cruel, vindictive and violent, most certainly, but thankfully without direct command and supervision he could usually be outsmarted. Had Skywarp turned on any of his other targeting sensors rather than trying to use his now damaged optics, well, he'd rather not think about that now.
Ellie looked up, startled by the closeness of the blast, and decided to take her chances with the offered hand. She forced down her panic and trembling slightly, very hesitantly climbed into it's hand. 'It hasn’t hurt us yet...but...' Feeling decidedly uncomfortable, she almost wished that the robot would have just grabbed her. If it had, at least it wouldn’t have felt like she was handing herself over on a silver platter.
Rather than watch the ground drop away as she was gripped firmly, Ellie closed her eyes and tried to stay calm. 'I can handle this... I deal with aliens, the R&D teams and fight replicators on a regular basis... Hell.. I managed to survive being swarmed by replicators...' She shuddered '....barely... I can handle this...'
Hound cursed in Cybertronian as he just barely had time to get a safe grip on the woman before avoiding another blast from Skywarp.
Hound knew his limitations when it came to battle, and he considered himself lucky to have avoided overly serious damage when Skywarp had ambushed him earlier. He had only barely succeeded in getting the upper hand before... Now, trying to protect two humans when one, if not both needed a medic... it was time to make a tactical retreat.
All he could do was hope Skywarp was more interested in getting his optics repaired than to giving chase and continuing his attack.
Ellie felt the rapid movement and her eyes snapped open, she jerked her head up to stare at the robots face when she heard the unknown language. 'Oh shit.... it?... He? ... sounds irritated...'
Not caring about either the height or speed at which she was being carried, she pushed one of the fingers holding her in place with every ounce of force she could muster. It didn't move in the slightest, and what she had done by climbing into it's hand was starting to sink in.
Using every ounce of self control she had, Ellie tried to keep from panicking by choosing to believe it was telling her the truth about not hurting them. 'It's not going to hurt us.... It's not going to hurt us... It's not going to...... damn.....' She went pale as she realized that, while it might not hurt them, there was no guarantee they’d be let go either.
Chapter 2, Chapter 4
Bits and bytes - Rated: T - Adventure - Chapters: 6 - Published: 1-23-11 - Last Updated: 8-12-11 - Main Characters: Hound, Meg (oc), Ellie (oc) - Status = Incomplete
Summery: What was only supposed to be a couple of oneshots, has gotten away from me and turned into a fic. Two military women from another dimension plus Transformers equals ? Warnings: human OC centered. Rating upped to T for future language. Title may change
AN: My first fanfic. Features two OC's. Contains AU Stargate Xover. A work in progress. Next update: Hopefully soon. It's mostly written, just need to add a couple more sections.
Disclaimer: The OC's are mine, Nothing else is.
'thoughts'
Chapter 3
Arrival and first contact part 3
Meg's head was spinning as she tried to catch her breath and get back up, without much success. There was a limit to what the light body armour they wore under their fatigues could protect against, full body blunt force trauma was, unfortunately, not one of them.
The pain in her ribs made it rather hard to breathe, and if she suspected that she had bruised them earlier, now she was sure that she had cracked a few with her second impact into the ground.
She knew something was wrong when Ellie went silent, and the only thought that ran through her head was 'Damn it.... Ellie, don't just stand there, run...'
Hound paused when the woman with pink hair placed herself directly between his hand and the woman on the ground while at the same time reaching for the holster on her pack. The somewhat panicked look on her face when she realized the holster was empty, caused him to flinch slightly. Silently he berated himself for assuming that they weren’t afraid of him, just because they had run in his direction initially.
“You don't have to be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you.” Hound really didn't give Ellie much time to react to his statement as he reached out again.
Much like a deer caught in the headlights, she froze. The passage of time suddenly seemed painfully slow to her. She helplessly watched every movement of the robot as it reached out with both hands, and instead of reaching for her, it reached towards Meg once again. Ellie suppressed a somewhat panicked whimper, and watched with wide eyes, as large metal hands and fingers curled around Meg's prone form and carefully scooped her up.
Meg was tired, one could only run on adrenalin and ignore pain for so long after all. She fought desperately to stay conscious, but it seemed to be a losing battle. Bits and pieces of an unknown voice seemed to filter through the haze. “..... don't....... afraid.... not.... hurt....”
The feeling of something metal closing around her was the last thing she felt as she slipped into unconsciousness.
When the woman went limp in his hands, Hound became worried and scanned her carefully noting three cracked ribs and damage to her right leg. While nothing seemed to be life threatening, he wasn't a medic. 'Slag it... I need to get them out of here...' Being as gentle as possible to avoid doing any more damage, Hound shifted her into a single handed hold and then held out his free hand to the woman still on the ground.
Ellie was so fixated on the hand now carefully cradling Meg, she didn't even notice when Hound held out his other hand out to her. Not until he very gently nudged her legs with it. Swallowing nervously, she stared at the cupped hand being held right next to her at just slightly above her knee height.
Her mind was racing. It was somewhat obvious what it wanted, and Ellie was barely keeping her panic at bay. What was going on? It was giving her a choice? Did she even really have one? She knew that she couldn’t out run it, it already had Meg, and it could have just as easily grabbed her too... so... why?
Meanwhile, Skywarp had stopped clawing at his optics and had started shooting blindly in random directions. A blast streaked over Hound's head, and he thanked Primus that Skywarp was not one of the brightest 'cons. Cruel, vindictive and violent, most certainly, but thankfully without direct command and supervision he could usually be outsmarted. Had Skywarp turned on any of his other targeting sensors rather than trying to use his now damaged optics, well, he'd rather not think about that now.
Ellie looked up, startled by the closeness of the blast, and decided to take her chances with the offered hand. She forced down her panic and trembling slightly, very hesitantly climbed into it's hand. 'It hasn’t hurt us yet...but...' Feeling decidedly uncomfortable, she almost wished that the robot would have just grabbed her. If it had, at least it wouldn’t have felt like she was handing herself over on a silver platter.
Rather than watch the ground drop away as she was gripped firmly, Ellie closed her eyes and tried to stay calm. 'I can handle this... I deal with aliens, the R&D teams and fight replicators on a regular basis... Hell.. I managed to survive being swarmed by replicators...' She shuddered '....barely... I can handle this...'
Hound cursed in Cybertronian as he just barely had time to get a safe grip on the woman before avoiding another blast from Skywarp.
Hound knew his limitations when it came to battle, and he considered himself lucky to have avoided overly serious damage when Skywarp had ambushed him earlier. He had only barely succeeded in getting the upper hand before... Now, trying to protect two humans when one, if not both needed a medic... it was time to make a tactical retreat.
All he could do was hope Skywarp was more interested in getting his optics repaired than to giving chase and continuing his attack.
Ellie felt the rapid movement and her eyes snapped open, she jerked her head up to stare at the robots face when she heard the unknown language. 'Oh shit.... it?... He? ... sounds irritated...'
Not caring about either the height or speed at which she was being carried, she pushed one of the fingers holding her in place with every ounce of force she could muster. It didn't move in the slightest, and what she had done by climbing into it's hand was starting to sink in.
Using every ounce of self control she had, Ellie tried to keep from panicking by choosing to believe it was telling her the truth about not hurting them. 'It's not going to hurt us.... It's not going to hurt us... It's not going to...... damn.....' She went pale as she realized that, while it might not hurt them, there was no guarantee they’d be let go either.
Chapter 2, Chapter 4