Chapter One: Appearances Can Be Deceiving
An evil grin twisted the predator's face as she homed in on her prey. The target, an unsuspecting cybertronian mech, sat quietly against a tree, away from human eyes-and help. With a subtle flick of her wrists, the huntress summoned from subspace a pair of daggers-all-black blades that were carved with purple lines of energon and with a deceivingly harmless look-that began to crackle with energy and pure electricity. The sound of the weapons coming to life brought the unassuming Transformer out of his trance, and he bolted upright, his arms quickly bringing out cannons. Unfortunately for the Cybertronian native, the female predator had lunged out from behind her cover in the bushes and tackled the mech against the dirt-clod ground, her blades pressed dangerously close against his neck. Using a free hand to trace circles around the mech's chassis, the female predator hissed in triumph and leaned against the Transformer's audio receptors. "So...all alone, are we? Why so far away from your faction?" she purred seductively. The mech's ruby-red optics widened in shock, but said nothing, his eyes skimming the surface of the femme's orange body frame.
Abruptly, she stopped tracing the invisible circles and returned her gaze to his, her baby-blue optics blazing brightly. With the dagger still in her other hand, she pressed the blade against the mech's neck, causing a small energon line to rupture. "Not much of a talker, are we? Well, we can fix that very quickly..." she said, increasing the pressure of the dagger, which sent a shock of electricity into the mech's frame. He yelped in pain, and began to struggle against the orange femme's deadly grasp. "H-Hey! Quit that, you stupid femme! Slag you Autobot ladies and their screwed up processors!" he growled, trying to aim his weapons toward her spark. But the femme was surprisingly hardy for someone her size and she held on tightly, her daggers now forming a steady stream of energon that gushed from the mech's neck. "I am not an Autobot, Decepticon. Still, it does not mean your kind do not disgust me. I believe I speak for all Cybertronians when I say destroying you and your entire faction will be a pleasure. Unless you have anything of interest to give or tell me...And no, interfacing does not count." the orange femme spat, adding the last part when the mech tried to speak.
Realizing he was cornered and trapped, the Decepticon growled and tried to struggle again. "A-A neutral who hunts down Decepticons? That's news. Still, you won't be getting anythin' from me. I'll offline first before I tell a filthy femme like you anything." he replied defiantly, jutting out his chin plates in arrogance. She grimaced, and pressed the dagger even tighter against his neck, making the mech howl in pain as raw volts of electricity entered his body and shocked him beyond relief. "I guess that means I will have to destroy you...Pity. You looked like such a fine specimen. But it appears you were a total waste of my time..." she said calmly as she drove the dagger even deeper, his lubricant staining her petite hands. The Decepticon yelped again, and he stopped struggling, his optics wide in fear. "Okay, okay! I'll give you what you want! Please, just don't hurt me!" he begged desperately. The huntress smirked, and placed a delicate digit over the mech's lip plates in mock desire. "Oh really now? I guess that's much better...So, what do you have for me? Anything that seems useful?" she purred softly. The Decepticon mech squirmed in place, and dimmed his optics significantly. "I...I c-could tell you where we get o-our main supplies..." he said shakily, trying to avoid optic contact with her.
The orange femme smiled and resumed tracing circles with her free hand on the mech's chassis. "Wonderful...it certainly sounds like a good piece of information...So, how?" she asked, one of her lethal blades still pressed tightly against his mech. He shuddered. "F-From S-Swindle, our f-fellow comrade-in-arms. He conducts business near the take-off pad of the m-main human military base, if y-you know where that is." the Decepticon said somewhat reluctantly. The femme grimaced lightly, and she bit her lower lip plate. "Unfortunately, I do. But of course, you didn't need to know that. So, is that all?" she asked. When the mech nodded in response, the femme dimmed her optics and stopped moving her free hand. "Well, it's not exactly what I wanted, but I guess it will do. You were most certainly helpful...So, good-bye." she said, and took out her other dagger, her smile widening in sadistic pleasure. Immediately, the Decepticon yelped, and he started to struggle in fear. "W-What? I told you all I knew! Why won't you let me be? Please, don't kill me!" he begged.
The huntress only grumbled and she placed a hand over the mech's mouth in order to silence him. "Fool. Did you not hear me earlier? I despise you and those of your faction...Why should I spare your spark? Besides, you have outlived your usefulness. Therefore, your termination is necessary." she said coldly. The Transformer only glared at her, and in one last, desperate attempt, tried to fight for his life. "M-Megatron has always hated your kind, femme. He never liked neutrals such as yourself, for your cowardice and your unwillingness to join our cause. Yet he allows some of you to be spared. But today, he will regret his past actions. And when he learns of what you have done, he will hunt you down and personally tear out your spark, neutral or not. You hear me? Your appearance will matter little when you come face to face with the Supreme Commander of the entire Decepticon army." he spat, still struggling uselessly. The orange femme's optics narrowed, and she leaned closer, murderous vibes radiating from her frame. "Your pathetic master will do nothing of that sort. Before he gets the chance, I will offline him. For what he did to my parental mech and femme, he will pay, Decepticon...And if he does manage to get to you in time, though I doubt it, tell him who did this to you...Tell him that the femme Electra, is out for his spark..." she hissed, before plunging the blade deep into his neck.
The Decepticon's crimson optics widened in shock, and he opened his mouth to speak again, but all that came out was the lubricant that had rushed out and splattered the femme's armour. Using her other blade, Electra pierced the Decepticon mech's chest armour and spark, reveling in the gruesome scene that rapidly unfolded in front of her blue optics. Sending a large surge of electricity through the blades, the orange femme dragged her blades downward and slashed the dying mech's frame ruthlessly, her sudden lust for the kill heightening her other senses. Within seconds, the fading spark was shattered and destroyed, a fact evidenced through the Decepticon's now lifeless and dead optics that stared at her. Another smirk graced the huntress' face plates, and she got off the prone figure, subspacing her blades before turning away from the ghastly scene. Carefully, she traced the scar on the palm of her hand that throbbed painfully, and ground her dentaplates. "Yes...Soon, Megatron. Soon, you will pay for what you have done..." she vowed, before transforming into her alt mode and speeding away.
To Be Continued...
So...um, is it okay? This is my first time writing a G1 TF fic, and trust me, it's a bit harder than it looks. Add to the fact that I barely know the series (I kinda saw the series when I was a child, some ten years ago) and this makes it almost a challenge to write about the cartoon Transformers, period. Still, I am curently writing a movie-verse based fic, so I'm not a total lost case, unlike some people. So, I have based my story of my OC Electra-a fitting name, it seems-and have actually managed to not entirely butcher the beginning. As the story progresses, you will learn more and more about who she is, what her motives are, and why she's so violent. As I have revealed in the story, both parental units were offlined by the Decepticon Commander. So you could say she's out seeking revenge. Still, that isn't what defines her entirely, so stay alert for the next chapter. Oh, and please remember to review! I will totally appreciate it! 'K, I am outta here! Until next time, peeps!
PS: This is just an experimental chapter. If I get reviews on it, then I might post the next chapters...So review if you like!