Chapter 1: Chapter 1: The Awakening of the Hunter
Jack Davis had always been a Transformers fanatic. Ever since he was a kid, he had idolized the Autobots and Decepticons, losing himself in their endless battles across galaxies. But of all the Transformers, the one he admired the most wasn't the noble Optimus Prime or the savage Megatron. No, Jack's hero was Lockdown, the cold, calculating bounty hunter. While others loved Optimus for his valor, Jack found himself drawn to Lockdown's ruthless independence. Lockdown wasn't bound by factions or loyalties. He was a force unto himself, always in control, always the hunter.
It was a quiet evening when Jack found himself rewatching Transformers: Age of Extinction for what seemed like the hundredth time. His room was dimly lit by the glow of his TV screen, the familiar sound of metal clashing against metal filling the space. Jack's mind wandered as the credits rolled, and his thoughts drifted toward the idea that had been nagging him for years: what if he were in Lockdown's shoes? What if he had that same power, that cold efficiency, that absolute control over his destiny?
That night, Jack fell asleep with those thoughts swirling in his mind, unaware that his life was about to change forever.
The first thing Jack noticed when he woke up wasn't the gentle hum of his alarm clock, or the softness of his bed. No, what he felt was... different. The world around him seemed foreign, alien, as if reality had shifted in his sleep. Groggily, he opened his eyes and immediately froze.
He wasn't in his room.
Tall trees towered around him, their thick branches swaying in the wind. The air was thick with the scent of pine and earth. The sun streamed through the canopy, casting long shadows on the forest floor. Confusion gripped Jack. He was no longer in his familiar surroundings, and the change was too vivid, too real, to be a dream.
He tried to stand, only to feel an odd stiffness in his limbs. That's when he saw it—his arm wasn't an arm at all. It was a sleek, metallic appendage, shining in the sunlight. Jack's breath caught in his throat as he stared at the cold steel that made up his body. His legs, his torso—everything had been replaced by machinery.
"What the hell?" Jack's voice came out in a low growl, metallic and distorted.
He raised his other hand and saw the same transformation. No longer flesh and blood, he was encased in metal. It was then that the realization hit him like a bolt of lightning. The arm, the body—this was Lockdown's form. Somehow, impossibly, he had become the very character he had idolized for so long.
Before he could fully process what was happening, a voice echoed in his mind, calm and robotic.
"System initializing… Welcome, user. You have been transmigrated to the world of Naruto. This is the Plot Watcher System. Your task: observe the key events of this world. Complete missions to receive rewards. Failure will result in… termination."
Jack blinked, his mind reeling. Naruto? Naruto? Wasn't that the anime he used to watch when he was a teenager? How could this be happening? The voice continued before he could gather his thoughts.
"Your first mission: Watch the events of the Chūnin Exam. Reward: Lockdown's Energon Sniper Rifle."
Suddenly, a transparent screen appeared before his eyes. It was like a video game interface, displaying statistics he never thought he'd see outside of his imagination:
Name: Jack (Lockdown)Race: Cybernetic Bounty HunterStrength: 80Speed: 75Endurance: 90Skills: Tracking, Combat, EngineeringInventory: Empty
Jack's mind raced as he read the information. He wasn't just Jack anymore. He had become Lockdown in both form and function, complete with the bounty hunter's abilities and an arsenal that, if this system was telling the truth, could grow stronger with each mission.
"Wait," Jack muttered, trying to make sense of it all. "Transmigrated… Naruto world… Chūnin Exam? I'm supposed to watch the plot unfold? And I get rewards for it?"
As the words left his mouth, the gears in his mind began to turn. If this really was the Naruto world, then he wasn't just in some random forest—he was in a place where ninjas, jutsus, and larger-than-life battles were the norm. And if he was Lockdown, then he wasn't just some random transmigrant. He was a hunter, a predator, in a world full of prey.
Jack smirked. This wasn't a dream. This was real. And if he had to survive in a world of ninjas, he would do it Lockdown's way—ruthless, efficient, and always one step ahead of his prey.
But something else gnawed at him, deep in the recesses of his mind. As Jack stood there, flexing his new metallic limbs, he felt something cold stirring within him. It wasn't just Lockdown's body that he had inherited. He could feel Lockdown's mindset creeping into his thoughts—the detachment, the relentless pursuit of his goals, the cold calculation of every action.
"I guess I'm not just playing the role," Jack whispered to himself, his voice low and mechanical. "I am Lockdown now."
The thought didn't frighten him as much as it should have. In fact, it excited him. In this new world, he wasn't bound by the rules of his old life. He had power now. And with the Plot Watcher System guiding him, he could become stronger than he ever imagined.
A new interface popped up in his vision, highlighting his first mission:
Mission: Watch the first stage of the Chūnin Exam in Konohagakure. Reward: Energon Sniper Rifle. Failure: System termination.
Jack chuckled. The stakes were high, but the reward was too tempting to pass up. If the system was giving him Lockdown's weapons, then he would take them all. He was no longer just Jack from America. He was Lockdown, the ultimate hunter, and this world was now his hunting ground.
With a new sense of purpose, Jack took his first steps as Lockdown. The hunt had begun.
As Jack made his way through the forest, his mechanical eyes scanned the surroundings. The village of Konoha was close, he could feel it. He had no intention of revealing himself just yet. The Chūnin Exams would be his first opportunity to observe this world's powerful shinobi—his future prey.
In the distance, he heard voices. Jack's lips curled into a predatory smile.
"Let the game begin."
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