This is the start of something great! Will it be finished? Who knows. This will be my dump of fanfictions I may never continue or finish.

I wish to do this as a way to get a response or ideas from you, the readers. The main reason is because I have like 4 fanfics up and haven't updated in forever. With this, I can show that I am still writing. Even if it's not the story you're hoping, I am still writing at least.

It's just harder to process ideas or create one. Hopefully, you can all tell me what you think will happen in these continuations.


Tempest

Sunny x OC x Sides


"I heard the femmes will be arriving within the orn?"

The word had spread quickly among the mechs as they excitedly spoke to one another. The thought of the bright colored femmes with their delicate frame filled their thoughts. It wasn't like they never saw a femme since Elita and her two companions pass by regularly. However, the femme leader was spark bond with their leader; Chromia was spoken for; leaving the smallest femme, Arcee, as the only potential candidate.

So to say the mechs were excited was subtle at best.

"So what the hell are we? Expired energon?"

"You forget yourself, we're mechs." Tempest laughed as she continued watching the human made website. Who knew this 'Vine' can be source of great of entertainment? "Which should stay that way, by the way." She added quickly when she noticed a thoughtful look possessed her friend.

It was not like Overflow naturally cared about being seen as a femme. She was just a huge romantic softie, who wanted to be held during quiet hours. But she was also the reason why she and Tempest was locked in this position. Her friend was bullheaded and wanted to escalate up the chain of power. So they rid their delicate frame for the bulky covered armor ones for their mission. Well, Overflow did it willingly while Tempest made her thoughts vocally and physically to their supervisor.

Tempest loved her frame. Call her narcissistic, but she knew she was attractive. She had mechs at her beck and call before the war. She was not only a beautiful femme, but smart as well. But they took her frame away and drilled boring (repetitive) information into her processor. Tempest memorize the whole lesson within the cycle.

"It'd be great to see Flatstreak," Tempest smiled. "It's been orns since we've seen the other femmes."

This life also took away her friends and family. But she didn't have much to begin with, which swayed her choice in the position she was in. So now even if she sees them, she couldn't recognize them. She and Overflow had a role to play till the end, which was sad. In the beginning, they had eyes watching them so they wouldn't misstep. However, ever since Tempest moved up in ranks she did not feel the burning gaze. But now with the arrival of new femmes? It will be back.

Her original plans were to join the femme rebellion lead by Elita One. It was a fact that majority, if not all, of the femmes worked under Elita One. She lead the Autobot femmes to protect Cybertron from the Decepticons. It took great deal of dedication and strength to do so, especially when the mech Autobots slowly descend to this small planet called Earth. She had looked up to the femme as her role model. She was the reason why Tempest started studying at the Autobot academy. Studying the many different subject they offer, Tempest promised herself that she will follow Elita One.

But now she couldn't even introduce herself as Tempest.

She was now Ariel, a mech.