Apparently, my mutation worked like a system in a way. It had multiple functions that translated into abilities through my Spark. The most powerful I could see? The ability to turn my body into pure energon and integrate myself with technology inorder to control it.
It was a life saving ability that could pull me out of a really dangerous situation if needed. I could also integrate with my creations, strengthening them and gaining the ability to control then directly.
Because of its purpose, I decided to dub it: Lifewire.
[Skill 3 Named: Lifewire- The ability to turn physical body into energon and control any available technology. If used on a Cybertronian, they gain abilities on par with the next Teir.]
[Energon: The substance the Fuels Cybertronians. Can be found naturally in all environments]
[Cybertronian Teirs: The levels in which separate the classes of all Cybertronians.]
[Teir 1- Prime, the highest and most powerful version of a Cybertronian. They are most often the leaders of a class of Cybertronians.]
[Teir 2- Titan, the second highest version of Cybertronians and most often Warriors. They are often Generals in an army and hold plenty of political power.]
[Teir 3- Civil, your avarage Cybertronian, capable of tasks between mining or foot soldier level soldiers.]
[Teir 4-(UNNAMED) Not lower that Civil bots in any way, only more specialized into specific classes and therefore cannot be generalized.]
[Teir 5- Sparkling, the lowest and weakest Cybertronian. Often seen as a newborn because of their size and lack of ability.]
I stared blankly at Professor Xavier's desk while I possessed what I was seeing. "...Holy shit."
For the first time in a long time, I saw Xavier laugh. His bald head tipped back, reflecting the light from the setting sun as he laughed at the face I was making. "The expressions you make will never get old, Sam."
He waved towards the door. "Go back to your room and familiarize yourself with your new abilities. I told Stark to give you a week before you come over to his New York headcourters."
I nodded, jumping up to my feet. "Give or take how angry would Hank be if I ransacked his garage?"
Professor X chuckled. "I can tell him I let you have a bit of fun. Don't worry."
A grin involuntarily spread across my face. "I'm gonna have some fun with this one."
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To create a Teir 3 Cybertronian, I would have to pump in around 90% of the Energon in my system, which could be replenished by intaking food or a specialized energy drink. The latter was obly in the plans, though.
Currently, I was in the mansions sublevels, specifically sublevel 3: The Garage. See, this island was created as by Eric Lenshaw, otherwise known as Magneto. He did it to pay back a favour he owed to the Professor, and Magneto never holds back in whatever he does.
The man used metals from trash scattered in the ocean to create a metal monolith big enough to hold a quarter of New York City just to repay his old friend/political enemy. Not that any of us were complaining though. Charles had even bought the area that encompassed 5 miles away from the island in order to ensure that they were legal in their plan to live there.
Plus, the higher-ups in the government liked out group better than Magneto's radicals because we didn't te t to cause them as many headaches. Well, as far as property damage, that is.
Anyway, Henry 'Hank' 'Beast' McCoy is a technical genius that did whatever he could in order to help our cause and our people. A lot of the time, that involved creating vehicles and tech in order to help all around the place.
What was I currently looking at? Great question. It was a modified, matt black Aston Martin that was simply calling to my soul. Grinning, I set my palm on its hood and activated Allspark.
This pulled me into a mental space where I could see all technology around me glowing. I could see everything about them, from the make and model, to how much rust the axel has built up on it.
The car was made to go fast, and it was modified to go even faster as a pet project by Hank. And now, it was about to become my very first True Cybertronian.
Condensing the energon in his system into a single spark, it transformed into a blue-green orb that shot into the car. Nothing happened for a moment, before the energon started shining through the seems of the car.
Suddenly, the surface began to change, splitting into separate parts before beginning to shift. Metal slid apart, twisted and turned, slowly turning the car into a towering humanoid made entirely of car parts.
The newborn Cybertronian was sleek in design, more likely to be used as a scout or a DPS rather than a vanguard. Essentially, he's a thinner version of Bumblebee. The newborn blinked it's opticals, looking around and inspecting it's new body.
"Hey there, buddy! How ya feeling?" I asked it, waving excitedly. This was the first time one of my creations actually had a soul. It could truly think for itself.
"Hello? Where are we? And who am I?" He asked, which made me giggle.
"Were underground, but we won't be for long. As far as your name?...How about your given name being Ironhide?"
He tilted his head. "Given name?"
I nodded. "You can earn a better name based on your actions in the future."
Ironside seemed okay with that. "That works for me. What should I call you?"
"My name is Samuel Tracy, but you can call me Sam."
Ironhide nodded his massive head, before transforming back into his Aston Martin, speaking through a set of speakers. "Let's roll out of this dingy dungeon."
I laughed, climbing inside and giving him directions. "Don't call it that in front of Hank..."