-Recap-
"Alright then, as a gift I will give you a beginners package when you transmigrated. Congratulations and Good luck in your new life." Says God.
As soon as he finishes speaking a portal appears and sucks my soul in and then everything goes black again.....
-End of Recap-
I wake up to hear the voice of someone.
[System initialization starting] [1%]....[10%]....[50%]....[90%]....[100%].... [System initialization complete. Hello host.]
'Hello System. What are your functions?'
[Functions]
[Status]*
[Shop]
[Troops]
[Vehicles]
[Heroes]
[Inventory]*
[Quests]
[Transformations]
'Inventory' I say in my mind.
[Inventory]
[Beginners Gift Package]
[Open?]
[Y/N]
"Yes." I say.
[Opening gift package...]
[Gift package opened, receiving rewards.]
[Rare part acquired: Retractable forearm blade.]
[Epic part acquired: Facial Sniper rifle.]
(A/N: Basically transforms Lockdown's face into a sniper rifle like in Transformers: Age of Extinction.)
[Epic item acquired: E-16 grenade x20.]
[Common skill acquired: Appraisal.]
[Uncommon skill acquired: Marksmanship.]
[Common skill acquired: Close Quarter Combat/CQC.]
[Common skill acquired: Piloting.]
[Legendary vehicle acquired: Lockdown's modified Temenos.]
[Rare Troop summons: Lockdowns hunting hounds. (Completely and permanently loyal.)]
[Uncommon troop summons: Lockdowns Mercenaries. (Completely and permanently loyal.)]
[Rare transformation unlocked: 2013 Lamborghini Aventador LP 700–4 Coupe.]
[All summoning cards, ships and items have been sent to inventory.]
(Temenos picture here)
'Gawd dam!' That is all I can think after reading the system messages. These gifts will bring me on par with the original lockdown. And the original lockdown was on par with Optimus Prime. Then all of a sudden, I hear something that brings me out of my stupor.
"Alright newbies follow me to the initiation." Says a female sounding voice. I turn and see a female bot that is 19 feet tall. I am a little taller than her about 22 feet tall. Though, just because I am taller than her does not mean I am not intimidated. The way she carried herself spoke of confidence and strength. all of the sudden she comes up to me and says "do you think you don't need to follow my orders or are your audio sensors not working? If they aren't then would you like to go to the scrapyard?!" she says with an evil smile. 'Damn that smile gives me the creeps. but I better respond.' So I say "No ma'am, my audio sensors are working I just zoned out. I apologize and will follow the others!" and I start walking with the others. The was until I felt m danger sensors going off and ducked under a kick from the female bot. I turn around and see a look of surprise on her face, with a hint of respect. But as quickly as it was shown it disappeared. She then says. "You got good reflexes rookie. But did I say you could leave?" All I could think in that moment was 'Oh shit. I'm screwed.' all of a sudden I remember what I saw in movies and video games and ho the soldiers salute and ask for permission to leave.
A/N: Bruh, no way that would work.
MC: shut up you idiot it's the best I got.
I then salute and say "Permission to b dismissed and fall in with the other bots?" The she-bot just looks at me before bursting out laughing and stays laughing for a good 5 minutes. That is until she calms down and says "Interesting, you managed to dodge that. And you also know how to treat your superiors. Alright you are dismissed and can fall in with your fellow recruits."
*phew*
I sigh in relief. I then proceed to follow the other bots and fall into formation. We just stand there until all the bot are in formation. Then the same feminine bot comes on stage and announces "Hello my name is Trident, but you will refer to me as Ma'am! Am I understood!?!" We all say "Yes, Ma'am!" in unison.
She then proceeds to say "Good, you have all been built for one thing. To contribute to Cybertron! Now here is where you will choose your careers. Any job you choose will still make you go through Basic Combat Training. Now here are the careers to choose from. There are Soldiers, Mechanics, Architects, Police force, etc. all careers will be transfered to you databanks in. second. When you find a career you like go to select the file and the directions will pop up on where you should go." I then see the file come into m databank. it feels weird having info transfered right to you from someone else but whatever. I go hough all the careers and really, the only careers that stick out to me are the military, and the police force. and considering the future events, I know the police force will do absolutely nothing to help me survive so military it is. I select the military folder and it transfer to m all the info in where to go the different branches and jobs etc. I see the directions say to go to pad building difty-three, pad thirty-one and so I follo the directions that the file gave me and made my way to the building. And said building was absolutely enormous. I walk inside and go to pad thirty-one. There I see a row of bots andthey are lined up shoulder-to-shoulder into five rows and I fall in. Then five minutes later a tall 32 bot walks in front of us and announces himself "My name is Fistlift, and I will be the one who will be overseeing you training. but first we must get your names and transformation affinities." He then proceeds to take out a transparent cube. "This is the naming cube, this will show us what your name will be and you transformation affinities." He goes to he first bot on the right of the front row. He then says "place your hand on the cube." the unnamed bot does so. and the cube glows green. "Your name is windrider and your affinity is air. which means you can only transform into airiel vehicles." he then proceeds to go down the line and rows until he reaches me. He proceeds to hold out the cube and I put my hand on it and the cube glows Grey and he says "Your name is Lockdown and your affinity is..."
To be Continued....
A/N: Every readers worst enemy. The cliffhanger!
MC: Bro I was about to get my affinity you a-hole.
A/N: shut up before I erase you.
MC: Ok, ok chill.
A/N: That's right coward.