PUREBLOOD: hunt or be hunted (a transformers oc fan fiction)

In the world of modern day earth, lockdown tends to look for the perfect person to hunt as his prey. And once in his grasp, she vanishes once again into the depths of the great gods of cybertron. Will PureBlood survive the dark trenches of brutal war on the knight ship? Or will lockdown capture her and claim her godly powers as his own. (This story is based off of transformers age of extinction with lockdown and some of my OCs) lol

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1. .:CHAPTER ONE:.


I could feel the blood run down my blinded face as I laid down on the hard steel floor of my prison cell; tasting its foul flavor as it ran down my lips like little rivers of red. And I could hear, the never-ending screams of my fellow friends and family, as they were beat to death with weapons of pure torture. And so I sat there, quiet and still; for I was helpless to them, like a paralyzed mouse in the talons of a starved hawk; as I heard the slam of a sword slice down on my last friend's weak body, and pure silence struck my ears... they were dead, and now it was my turn to die.
And so, I looked down and I rubbed my empty eye sockets as I heard deep footsteps heading towards me in a slow velocity. Then a strong arm grabbed my by the hair, and I was soon thrown into a chair that smelled of blood and Gore. And so, one of the tormentors spoke...
"Okay, little girl. Tell me your age! And, of why you, you mortal human, were sneaking into my ship like some spy!!"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I swallowed hard, and I shook my head; " I am 17 and I came here onto your ship, because YOU took away my family from me." The tormentor then tissed at me, and it walked closer to my helpless body with its feet of steel; and it gripped me by the neck and I began to choke...
"This is why I hate you humans... you all think your strong and powerful, climbing onto me ship and killing off my soldiers!? Well... you thought wrong!!" And I felt a sharp pain, burn into my chest as the tormentor jammed its blade right through me... And the figure soon tore it out of my torso, and I fell to the floor; choking on my own blood. And so, it walked over to me, and it lifted me by my hair; and so, I spat at the angered figure, and it threw me down onto the ground... "who are you, you dark Lord from hell? And why are you doing this to us?"
The tormentor laughed at me, and it placed its blade against my throat...
" I am lockdown.. leader of my vast armada. And I have come back to kill off you, and your precious friends and family; for your father killed offsite of my military forces and that because, you all are my special trophies to me.. especially you, Hanna."
I began to sweat as I heard him call my name, and he picked me up by my bloody dress...
"Bloodtrail! Bring this 'special prisoner' to the human examination room... I have something special, planned for her..." And so, he handed me to this 'bloodtrail' soldier of his, and it stabbed me in the neck with a needle-like object, and soon, I felt dizzy, and passed out...
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After all of what just happened, I awoke from my bloody nightmare, and I tried to move.. but somehow, I couldn't... I couldn't even feel myself anymore; this senseless feeling running down my spine, agitating me as I laid there helpless and defenceless for what was set upon me. And so it came, a soldier walked into the room and it walked past my helpless body and grabbed something off of the table-like object, and it walked closer to me, I began to worry as I heard it's footsteps come closer and closer; louder and louder, each step it took. Then it jammed something into my lower abdomen, which caused me to scream in pain and cough up more blood from my numbed face. And it soon, pulled the object out of me...
"Her pain sensors seem functional and so is her hearing receptors and her voice box." The soldiers spoke, and it laughed at me with humour... "now it's time to test out her motor skills." And so, it released me from my chained prison, and I fell to the ground in fear, and I spoke...
"What are you doing to me? Whatever you are!!" And I stood on one knee...
"We are doing some physical tests on you, my 'special prisoner'. And so far, you seem fully functional."
My face coiled with rage as I heard the soldier speak to me.. And so I moaned at it, and I yelled out with anger.
"What do you mean, 'fully functional'?" 
The soldier laughed at me loudly with ignorance, and it walked closer to my aching self...
"I mean, you so far, are working just fine... now get up and move. Or else I'm just gonna have to kill you."
My body chapped with pain, and i didn't want to move, for the pain was too agonizing; but I had to, and I needed to. So I leaned my arm against the wall, and I slowly rose the ground; legs trembling and my back aching with such hurtful pain... so I took a deep breath, and I went for my first step... it made the agonizing pain surge through me.. but I kept at it. and step by step, I walked closer to the soldiers voice. Until I reached it... And it laughed at me.
"See? Was it so hard? You can finally walk now. And so, let's test out your line of sight.." 
So it fiddled with my head, and soon an image popped up in my brain. It was the soldier and it...'she' looked at me with her blood red optics. And she smiled...
"I am Bloodtrail... lockdown's lieutenant of his military forces, and ill be your fighting instructor and leader.."
Then she gave me a mirror. And I looked at it and so, my eyes widened. I... I was now...one of them! So I looked at Bloodtrail with disgust and I fell to the ground with absolute horror... I was now a red femme bot with long black cords for hair, a metal trench coat below my metal hips, and I had blood red optics... And so, I looked at Bloodtrail with fear, and I grasped onto her leg...
"What did you do to me!! Where is my old body!?!" 
"Your old body was too damaged to be saved and preserved, so I stripped your brain from your corpse, and I placed it into a new one. A cybertronian body. And oh, your name isn't Hannah anymore..."
And she laughed at me and laid her Palm on my shoulder. "..your name is now, PureBlood.. And welcome to our bounty hunting squad! So make yourself at home, for you'll be staying here for a while..."



 

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