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CLASSIFIED UNDER ORDERS OF ACTING MAGNUS - ULTRA MAGNUS
SUBJECT: 0R1-ON (ORGANIC NEUTRALIZATION SUBJECT 0R1)
Subject 0R1-ON was brought to us at the Autobot Science Division by the Elite Guard Academy, with strict orders from the Magnus to keep all information about the subject under classification. Only members with the correct clearance is allowed to enter the subject's chambers, and/or to access all information pertaining to it.
Should the subject escape containment, lethal force is to be used.
Named 0R1, the subject appears to be a mix of an organic arachnoid of unknown origin and Cybertronian mech. Records indicated that the subject is former Academy student, Optimus, making the date of it's ensparking the 1226th Cycle of Prima. The subject possessed a standard model Energon Axe, grappling hook mods, and fire suppressants, all of which have since been removed.
Extra limbs have emerged from the subject's back, which have been removed for study. Subject was restrained during this procedure, but had managed to sucessfully rip a limb free from the restraints. Stasis cuffs proved to be effective. No anesthetics were used.
The limbs excised from 0R1 were of a techorganic nature, possessing a base protoform and a shell made of both carbon and protein chains. They were lighter than standard Cybertronian kibble, with an increased self-healing factor, as evidenced by the regrowth of the limbs as seen in section 1c. The ends of the limbs possessed claws, hooked and serrated in a way to increase grip, suggesting a multi-terrain functionality. These limbs are extremely dangerous, having injured one of the scientists who was careless enough to attempt to remove them without restraining 0R1.
Tests run on the subject itself indicated high levels of intelligence and durability. 0R1 possessed quick reflexes and adaptive thinking, making it extremely dangerous. Scans of the intake reveals venom glands near the back of the intake, closest to the esophagal tubing that leads to the fuel chambers. Venom extracted from the subject was determined to be corruptive in nature, capable of affecting and shutting down a Cybertronian's systems from a CNA level. An anti-venom has since been developed, possessing the interesting side-effect of temporarily removing the technorganic modifications made to 0R1.
UPDATE: BL4-ON has escaped containment, and with it, 0R1. BL4 has used lethal force against both scientists and guards, escaping into the wilderness. 0R1 followed soon after, stealing vials of the anti-venom and presumably using the effect to slip past unnoticed. Research on the Organic Neutralization project has been postponed until further notice.
He slipped between shadows, extra limbs twitching with unease. How long had it been since he'd escaped from that...place? He wasn't sure. Just that it had been long enough that he'd forgotten his own name, just vague impressions of what it had been, something that had started with the letter O. He was scared and hungry, hyper aware that they would be hunting him down.
Someone had helped him escape, he would have liked to thank them, but he had no idea how to even track them down. Pulling a vial from his subspace, he grimaced as he removed the lid, lifting it to his intake and swallowing the yellow liquid inside. It burned on the way down, feeling as if someone had poured acid on his neural net. His vision blurred, and he stumbled with a pained gasp, using the wall next to him for support. His entire frame grew damp with condensation, as the change washed over him. The extra limbs retracted, claws and fangs dulling.
When it was all done, he was left a shuddering, gasping mess, but he looked normal. He looked the way he did, when he pulled Elita from that hole, puncture wounds stinging, but they were whole and well and alive. Sentinel had grabbed both of their servos, pulling them up and along as they ran, ran away from the horrors and the signs of their mistake. A mistake that he would bear the consequences of, agonizing and twisted. He only stayed as long as he did, letting them rip at his frame and rip him apart, because he didn't want Elita and Sentinel to suffer for his actions. Because he was a monster.
He slipped between shadows, no longer a multi-limbed, fanged monstrosity, but a bot looking to escape. The maintenence team had needed a captain, and it was easy enough to come up with the lie of a disgraced Academy bot, expelled due to a mistake, and desperately needing a job. A harder lie was his name, as he no longer had one. He was just 0R1-ON. 0R1ON.
Orion.
They welcomed him easily. To them, he was one of them. A nobody. An Academy washout, who'd once had dreams, like Bumblebee or Bulkhead. Someone running away from his past, or perhaps to find peace, just like Ratchet and Prowl. It was better that they didn't know, that he was a liar.
That Orion Pax was a monster in plain sight, a wolf in sheep's clothing. How long would it take for them to find out? He'd keep it so safe and tight under wraps. No one could know.
And then they found the AllSpark...