Transformers: Bloodlines
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Adult +
Chapters:
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NBE-Rose7
(((Comm. Speak)))
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Solace Asylum
Two years later…
He watched intently as Rosalie’s impassive form sat still upon her bed, eyes of vivid green staring out into nothingness. Doctor Josef Rothstein had been her caretaker since her father’s untimely death and he alone could bypass her defenses, knew of her weaknesses and strengths. That was; until a new and very strange colleague approached him with some rather interesting information…
Flashback…
“You are Doctor Josef Rothstein?”
“I am… What can I do for you?”
The other man pulled him to the side and whispered, “Not here.” They ventured beneath the hospital; the basement provided them with ample privacy. “What is this about? Who are you?” Josef was becoming restless and demanding.
“Who I am is of no concern to you. I am here to collect Rosalie Gray.”
“Collect…”
“She must come with me.”
“What do you want with her?”
Without so much as a twitch, the mysterious man held out a thick file marked: Project NBE-Rose7; “It is necessary.”
End Flashback.
Staring down at the file held tightly within his grasp, Josef knew what had to be done. He simply smiled and closed his eyes, pressing his thumb to the small computerized lock; Access Granted. Welcome Doctor Rothstein. He took one last glance at the empty hallway before disappearing into the room, locking the door behind him.
“Rosalie…”
The young woman didn’t stir as he knelt before her and said, “Can you tell me about your dreams?” Rosalie finally stared down into his worried gaze and shook her head, slowly pressing her back against the wall, frightened and perhaps angered by his request. “Please,” he insisted, boldly crawling onto the bed. This only served to scare her more, and she lashed out, screaming and kicking, dealing a single, surprisingly forceful shove, sending him crashing into an opposing desk.
Rosalie soon caught the scent of blood and peered over to her unconscious doctor, taking note of the crimson pool gradually flowing out from beneath the man’s heavy skull. “Jo-Josef? Josef?” She scurried to her feet to get a better look, mentally cursing her lack of self-control. “Josef!” she cried and dropped to her knees, indifferent to the blood soaking her gown.
She would have to leave, or be locked away for manslaughter, and with a final act of defiance, Rosalie escaped.
Down the long, lonely corridors, she ran and ran, various machines shorting out along the way. And with every beat of her heart, she envisioned him…
“Megatron…”
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Rosalie collapsed in the lobby, unaware of the walls crumbling around her, the frigid rain beating down upon her fragile form, and the massive mechanical being that loomed overhead…
“Megatron, I have found the girl.”
(((Good… Bring her home.)))
“As you command, Lord Megatron.”
__________________________________________________________________
Two years later…
He watched intently as Rosalie’s impassive form sat still upon her bed, eyes of vivid green staring out into nothingness. Doctor Josef Rothstein had been her caretaker since her father’s untimely death and he alone could bypass her defenses, knew of her weaknesses and strengths. That was; until a new and very strange colleague approached him with some rather interesting information…
Flashback…
“You are Doctor Josef Rothstein?”
“I am… What can I do for you?”
The other man pulled him to the side and whispered, “Not here.” They ventured beneath the hospital; the basement provided them with ample privacy. “What is this about? Who are you?” Josef was becoming restless and demanding.
“Who I am is of no concern to you. I am here to collect Rosalie Gray.”
“Collect…”
“She must come with me.”
“What do you want with her?”
Without so much as a twitch, the mysterious man held out a thick file marked: Project NBE-Rose7; “It is necessary.”
End Flashback.
Staring down at the file held tightly within his grasp, Josef knew what had to be done. He simply smiled and closed his eyes, pressing his thumb to the small computerized lock; Access Granted. Welcome Doctor Rothstein. He took one last glance at the empty hallway before disappearing into the room, locking the door behind him.
“Rosalie…”
The young woman didn’t stir as he knelt before her and said, “Can you tell me about your dreams?” Rosalie finally stared down into his worried gaze and shook her head, slowly pressing her back against the wall, frightened and perhaps angered by his request. “Please,” he insisted, boldly crawling onto the bed. This only served to scare her more, and she lashed out, screaming and kicking, dealing a single, surprisingly forceful shove, sending him crashing into an opposing desk.
Rosalie soon caught the scent of blood and peered over to her unconscious doctor, taking note of the crimson pool gradually flowing out from beneath the man’s heavy skull. “Jo-Josef? Josef?” She scurried to her feet to get a better look, mentally cursing her lack of self-control. “Josef!” she cried and dropped to her knees, indifferent to the blood soaking her gown.
She would have to leave, or be locked away for manslaughter, and with a final act of defiance, Rosalie escaped.
Down the long, lonely corridors, she ran and ran, various machines shorting out along the way. And with every beat of her heart, she envisioned him…
“Megatron…”
__________________________________________________________________
Rosalie collapsed in the lobby, unaware of the walls crumbling around her, the frigid rain beating down upon her fragile form, and the massive mechanical being that loomed overhead…
“Megatron, I have found the girl.”
(((Good… Bring her home.)))
“As you command, Lord Megatron.”