Fic repost: Bits and Bytes Chapter 5
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.
Chapter 5
Observations and conversations
Part 2
Hound kept a sensor on the two sleeping women as he fought for a couple of hours to get his long range communication systems back online. Most of his communication systems had apparently been overloaded at the same time as his holo-emmiters, and were probably beyond repair without new parts. He decided to give it a break for a bit and try to run a self diagnostic to see just how badly he was damaged. He used the time to really observe the women that had accidentally gotten caught up in this mess.
At first he had thought them US military sent out to investigate the strange energy signal as well, but quickly ruled it out as there had been just the two of them, not an entire team. They looked to be rather poorly equipped, aside from the guns they had earlier it appeared they had no weapons, also they were missing the now standard distress beacons required by all military teams incase of Decepticon attack.
Besides, Prime had asked Skyfire to check with the US government before they had departed, just to make sure they hadn't picked up on something the military was working on, as well as offer to bring along a few of the human military if they wanted a human presence.
As far as the government was concerned, it wasn't one of their projects, was likely a Decepticon related issue and no human presence was necessary.
After they had scoured the area and found nothing, Skyfire and the others had left. Now Hound was left with quite an issue. He wasn't due to check in for a just under a week as he was due for leave, he had requested and been granted permission to stay behind and spend it in the wilderness. At the moment, he could only hope that he had managed to transmit his location and call for assistance earlier, before Skywarp had fried his communications with a lucky hit.
The uniforms they wore although very similar to what someone in the military would wear, it appeared to be made of a thicker cloth and it also incorporated some type of body armor worn under it. Fortunately whatever it was made of didn't seem to interfere with the breathing of the woman with brown and purple hair, and Hound was relived that she was no longer having difficulty drawing breath with removal of her bag.
He paused a moment when he noted that the woman with pink hair had shifted slightly and revealed a set of patches on the right shoulder of her uniform. There were a number of what appeared to be rank patches, but what caught his attention was the metallic blue circular patch with the words 'United Planetary Alliance' embroidered around the edge in white, and a picture of what he suspected was meant to look like a rater stylized galaxy in the centre.
Another look at the other patches he noted that they were unlike any known patches he had ever seen used by humans, or any other species either. Among a few others were patches labeled 'SG-R&D', 'Alpha Squadron', and 'Earth Delegation'.
It was when he noticed the small lettering sitting at the bottom of one of the patches proudly proclaiming 'Est. 2083' He stared at the patch for a long moment, and decided not to think about it too hard at the moment, why add a fried logic possessor to the list of damages? He went back to trying to get his long-range communications working.
It was well past sunset when Meg awoke with a small pained groan, feeling the deep ache in her ribs and someone holding her hand. She kept her eyes closed as she tried to figure out what had happened and where she was. The sounds and smells of the forest made it obvious they were outside, but beyond that she had little idea.
Slowly she opened her eyes and managed to sit up, looking around and carefully extracting her hand from the death grip that Ellie had on it. It was a warm night and the moon was very nearly full providing enough light to see fairly well, and she wondered for a moment where the sleeping bags had come from as they had not packed any.
Meg's eyes opened wide at the sight of the large green robot from earlier sitting on the ground not ten feet from them, and she bit back a startled yelp as everything that had happened before she had passed out came flooding back. She shook Ellie's shoulder lightly, but it looked like she was out cold and Meg was unsure of what to do.
Her ribs ached as she tried to take a few deep breaths in an attempt to keep calm and quietly observed the robot that appeared to have taken no notice of her as of yet, seemingly engrossed in whatever it was doing to it's arm.
It was big, and she had to guess it had to be somewhere around twenty feet or so tall and she was astonished that parts of it seemed to be made of what looked like a Jeep from the late 90's. 'Why would they make something like that out of a museum piece?' Meg was somewhat surprised when it put the tool it was using down and in a rather human like gesture, reached up and rubbed the bridge of what looked like it's nose in a gesture of frustration.
Hound had noticed she was awake, but ignored her for the moment as he felt a possessor ache coming on. He had managed to send a short burst of data containing his location, a transport request for himself and the two women as well as a medic before it shorted out again, unfortunately he had no way of knowing if it had been received.
For a moment he forgot he was being watched and muttered quietly “...Primus... Why of all the things that could be damaged, did Skywarp have to get in a lucky shot and completely overload almost every communication relay I have....”
Meg was slightly startled as she noticed just how... alive this robot seemed, to the best of her knowledge they had never encountered anything quite like it.
Replicators, although they were robotic, were nothing like this. While replicators may have some sort of intelligence, they were more like a mechanical plague or flesh eating bacteria, making more of themselves while destroying and killing everything in their path.
She sat there unmoving, her mind reeling, trying desperately to make sense of everything. '...Just what the hell happened.... and where the hell did we end up?'
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.
Chapter 5
Observations and conversations
Part 2
Hound kept a sensor on the two sleeping women as he fought for a couple of hours to get his long range communication systems back online. Most of his communication systems had apparently been overloaded at the same time as his holo-emmiters, and were probably beyond repair without new parts. He decided to give it a break for a bit and try to run a self diagnostic to see just how badly he was damaged. He used the time to really observe the women that had accidentally gotten caught up in this mess.
At first he had thought them US military sent out to investigate the strange energy signal as well, but quickly ruled it out as there had been just the two of them, not an entire team. They looked to be rather poorly equipped, aside from the guns they had earlier it appeared they had no weapons, also they were missing the now standard distress beacons required by all military teams incase of Decepticon attack.
Besides, Prime had asked Skyfire to check with the US government before they had departed, just to make sure they hadn't picked up on something the military was working on, as well as offer to bring along a few of the human military if they wanted a human presence.
As far as the government was concerned, it wasn't one of their projects, was likely a Decepticon related issue and no human presence was necessary.
After they had scoured the area and found nothing, Skyfire and the others had left. Now Hound was left with quite an issue. He wasn't due to check in for a just under a week as he was due for leave, he had requested and been granted permission to stay behind and spend it in the wilderness. At the moment, he could only hope that he had managed to transmit his location and call for assistance earlier, before Skywarp had fried his communications with a lucky hit.
The uniforms they wore although very similar to what someone in the military would wear, it appeared to be made of a thicker cloth and it also incorporated some type of body armor worn under it. Fortunately whatever it was made of didn't seem to interfere with the breathing of the woman with brown and purple hair, and Hound was relived that she was no longer having difficulty drawing breath with removal of her bag.
He paused a moment when he noted that the woman with pink hair had shifted slightly and revealed a set of patches on the right shoulder of her uniform. There were a number of what appeared to be rank patches, but what caught his attention was the metallic blue circular patch with the words 'United Planetary Alliance' embroidered around the edge in white, and a picture of what he suspected was meant to look like a rater stylized galaxy in the centre.
Another look at the other patches he noted that they were unlike any known patches he had ever seen used by humans, or any other species either. Among a few others were patches labeled 'SG-R&D', 'Alpha Squadron', and 'Earth Delegation'.
It was when he noticed the small lettering sitting at the bottom of one of the patches proudly proclaiming 'Est. 2083' He stared at the patch for a long moment, and decided not to think about it too hard at the moment, why add a fried logic possessor to the list of damages? He went back to trying to get his long-range communications working.
It was well past sunset when Meg awoke with a small pained groan, feeling the deep ache in her ribs and someone holding her hand. She kept her eyes closed as she tried to figure out what had happened and where she was. The sounds and smells of the forest made it obvious they were outside, but beyond that she had little idea.
Slowly she opened her eyes and managed to sit up, looking around and carefully extracting her hand from the death grip that Ellie had on it. It was a warm night and the moon was very nearly full providing enough light to see fairly well, and she wondered for a moment where the sleeping bags had come from as they had not packed any.
Meg's eyes opened wide at the sight of the large green robot from earlier sitting on the ground not ten feet from them, and she bit back a startled yelp as everything that had happened before she had passed out came flooding back. She shook Ellie's shoulder lightly, but it looked like she was out cold and Meg was unsure of what to do.
Her ribs ached as she tried to take a few deep breaths in an attempt to keep calm and quietly observed the robot that appeared to have taken no notice of her as of yet, seemingly engrossed in whatever it was doing to it's arm.
It was big, and she had to guess it had to be somewhere around twenty feet or so tall and she was astonished that parts of it seemed to be made of what looked like a Jeep from the late 90's. 'Why would they make something like that out of a museum piece?' Meg was somewhat surprised when it put the tool it was using down and in a rather human like gesture, reached up and rubbed the bridge of what looked like it's nose in a gesture of frustration.
Hound had noticed she was awake, but ignored her for the moment as he felt a possessor ache coming on. He had managed to send a short burst of data containing his location, a transport request for himself and the two women as well as a medic before it shorted out again, unfortunately he had no way of knowing if it had been received.
For a moment he forgot he was being watched and muttered quietly “...Primus... Why of all the things that could be damaged, did Skywarp have to get in a lucky shot and completely overload almost every communication relay I have....”
Meg was slightly startled as she noticed just how... alive this robot seemed, to the best of her knowledge they had never encountered anything quite like it.
Replicators, although they were robotic, were nothing like this. While replicators may have some sort of intelligence, they were more like a mechanical plague or flesh eating bacteria, making more of themselves while destroying and killing everything in their path.
She sat there unmoving, her mind reeling, trying desperately to make sense of everything. '...Just what the hell happened.... and where the hell did we end up?'