Maybe death was not a absolute in life... well at least not for cybertronians anyway...

Your eyes, optics now, open suddenly, like your heart, now a cybertronian spark, suddenly got a dose of adrenaline and your entire body shot upward on the medical examination table.

No air entered your system, for there were no lungs to call that air in. Your skin, now biometal alloy, didn't burn and your nerves were gone; replaced by cyber neural system tubles. And your eyes- optics- didn't see the world in one picture anymore, system alerters were in front of your eyes, even one that suddenly switched to infrared.

You fell off the table only to end up looking at the pedes of shockwave. You always knew he was a mad scientist- but to defy death? You could almost think he was godly.

"Your rebirth was a success. It is advised you make no sudden movements, and calm down. I don't need you tearing apart my lab or dying. again." there was that cold voice, somehow a comfort when in your- past life it would always send shivers up your spine.