Chapter 1: Prologue

Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers. Only Katrina, Hannah, Natalia, Ashley, Morgan and Maria. Oh, and Katrina Burns isn't my real name. I just happen to like it a lot.

Pairings:

Optimus Prime x OC with slight Megatron x OC

Jazz x OC

Prowl x OC

Sunny x OC x Sides x OC (Wait... How am I gonna pull this off?)

Blaster x OC

Hey guys! A HUGE SHOUT-OUT TO Wrecker Radioactive and Firerose Prime! They are my very wonderful mentors for this story. Check out Radio's fic "Operation: Femme Fatale"! I love it so very much! This story is set in G1 and well… I'll try to give all my OCs equal face time. O.O *waves hands frantically in denial* That came out wrong! I meant that their relationship development times are about the same. I hope you enjoy le story! Read on!

A lanky teenage boy crashed into the lockers. Looking up with fear in his eyes, he watched as a bespectacled eighteen year old girl stalked up to him. Her mismatched eyes, one red and one blue, were stormy with rage and many others in the hallway were silenced at this turn of events.

Name: Katrina Burns

Age: 18 and a half

Role: More or less the leader and the long-suffering "mother" of the group

Personality: Pure obsessed Trans-fan material. She is extremely shy around people she is not very familiar with and doesn't hesitate to leave interacting with these people to her second and third in charge. She tries to avoid being the centre of attention as much as possible and even tries to tiptoe off and escape whenever she has to be in a large group. However, her second and third in charge drag her back despite her protestations. She is very protective of all her group members, especially Maria, and will not hesitate to place herself in the path of danger if Maria is threatened. When she is alone with her group members, she becomes more random, fiery, crazy and hyper.

Transformer name given to her: Ultranova

Job: Military computer personnel and writer

Fighting skills: Good with the manipulation of blades of any sort, but works best with swords. Has near perfect aim with cannons and good with hand to hand combat.

Catchphrase: "You're talking to me? Um… uh… Oh Nightstar! You're needed right now!"

Murmurs were heard throughout the corridor as the onlookers speculated about what had probably happened.

"She never steps up."

"I've never seen her act that way before."

"Whoever did this must have royally pissed her off."

The lavender purple shirt with a chibi Optimus Prime flashing a peace sign betrayed the cold smirk on her face. As she opened her mouth to speak, a cold shudder made its way down the occupants of the corridor.

"So I hear you've been harassing Maria."

A choking sound was emitted from the throat of the male as he shook his head, trying to deny that fact.

"That's a lie! Let me at him, Katrina. He'll suffer for it!" A girl with ice blue eyes offered as she struggled to do as she promised, despite having tackled the boy into the lockers.

Name: Natalia Pierce

Age: 17 and a half

Role: Third in charge, tactician

Personality: Big fan of Transformers. She is perpetually calm and cool, balancing out her group's second in command. Quiet and calculative, she analyses situation with precision. She has learnt the art of blending into the background and listening in the shadows. Very protective of Maria but knows that the rest of the group can handle themselves. However, if Maria is threatened in any way, she loses her calm demeanour and even death will not separate her from exacting revenge. Whenever she is rampaging, the twins are called in to restrain her. She helps Hannah drag Katrina back into the crowd.

Transformer name given to her: Icewhip

Job: Military tactician

Fighting skills: Has a sort of "connection" with whips and is able to manipulate them perfectly. In hand-to-hand combat, she is one of the best, but is still unable to beat the twins.

Catchphrase: "Let me at them! They deserve to suffer!"

"Katrina, I don't know how much longer we can hold her back!" Ashley's normally cheery face was tightened into a grimace and her electric blue eyes were hard as she and her twin were having a difficult time holding their third in command back.

Name: Ashley Bond

Age: 17 and three months

Role: Front-liner, motivator

Personality: Simply adores Transformers. She is cheeky and bubbly, eager to play pranks but knows when to stop. She loves to talk, but she is able to listen too. Not really crazy about being noticed and is the group motivator, always giving a smile and encouraging words to bolster the team spirit. She hardly gets angry but will go nuclear if her twin's life is in danger. Unofficially is the one to restrain Natalia along with Morgan.

Transformer name given to her: Swiftstreak

Job: Dancer, assistant to martial arts teacher

Fighting skills: She can stun or stab any foe near to her to immobilize or kill. She can't throw anything properly to save her life except for boomerangs, which she throws perfectly. Knows many martial arts but cannot fight properly without her twin by her side.

Catchphrase: "Let's all do our best guys! We can do it!"

Her twin grunted softly as she tightened her grip on Natalia's arm, her stormy blue eyes betraying the difficulty she was having. "I'd do as she says, Katrina. Natalia's getting loose."

Name: Morgan Bond

Age: 17 and three months

Role: Interrogator, front-liner

Personality: Secretly likes Transformers a lot. To others she comes off as emotionless and uncaring, and they are not far from the truth. She keeps her distance from others but will put up with her twin's shenanigans and join in on her pranks. She isn't one to talk, preferring to listen. She also despises the limelight with a fiery passion. Perfecting the glare of death when she was in grade school, she ensures that no one can hold her gaze for more than a second without getting nightmares. She pairs up with her twin Ashley to restrain Natalia.

Transformers name given to her: Shadowhunter

Job: Dancer, military interrogator

Fighting skills: She is rather gifted with weapons but excels at hand-to-hand combat. However, upon separation from her twin in a fight, she is easily distracted.

Catchphrase: "…Leave me alone."

Katrina turned her head back, nodded once and crouched down, a hand gently cupping the chin of the male as she slowly turned it from side to side. The boy shuddered in fear. He knew that the time of judgment had come and it would not contain any mercy.

Katrina chuckled coldly. "Such a shame to ruin a pretty face like this."

The boy screamed in agony as sharp fingernails raked down his features, drawing blood and probably marring them for life. Katrina shoved him down to the ground and spat at him. "If I catch you harassing Maria again, I'll make sure no one will be able to recognize your face, not even your parents!"

Whimpering, he picked himself up and fled down the hallway, too frightened to even turn back once. Katrina turned back to the spellbound crowd. Quirking an eyebrow, she growled, "Well?" The audience quickly dispersed, not wanting to end up like her victim.

A gulping sob quickly caught their attention and both Katrina and Natalia's eyes softened. Ashley and Morgan let go of their now calm third in charge and all of them quietly made their way over to the still sobbing Maria.

Her baby blue eyes shone with still unshed tears as she looked up for a moment before continuing to cry on Hannah's shoulder.

Name: Maria Shepherd

Age: 17 years

Role: Communications officer

Personality: Loves the Transformers series. She is sweet, innocent and gets scared easily. Being rather shy, she tends to keep to herself. She is also very kind and caring to everyone and is always eager to help, opening her up to being hurt easily. This means that she's also the baby of the group, but she doesn't mind. When she is hurt, Hannah will be the one to comfort her because Katrina will be busy humiliating the offender while Ashley and Morgan will be detaining Natalia.

Transformers name given to her: Crystal

Job: Communications officer, singer

Fighting skills: Handy with her bow and arrow and knows only a few defensive hand-to-hand moves but next to none, immediately making her the one supporting her friends in battle.

Catchphrase: "Sure! What do you need help with?"

"There, there Maria. It's alright. Katrina dealt with him already. He won't hurt you anymore." A girl with the eyes of a pure sapphire blue gently placed her arm around the heaving shoulders of Maria as she murmured gentle words of comfort to the distraught Maria. Hannah patted Maria's cheek softly, calming the sniffling girl down even more.

Name: Hannah Belle Davis

Age: 18 years

Role: Medic

Personality: The one who converted her entire group over to the Transformers side. The most random out of the entire group, she's super chatty and can talk about anything on her mind. However, if she's thinking about something that can potentially harm instead of help, she holds her tongue. If anyone in the group is endangered, she goes to comfort the one hurt, especially Maria. When this happens, she talks sense and only sense. She doesn't get angry often as she believes that what's done is done. Double-teams with Natalia to drag Katrina to social events.

Transformers name given to her: Nightstar

Job: Military medic and artist

Fighting skills: She has perfect throwing aim and knows where to attack to knock foes out. Good with wrestling.

Catchphrase: "IMMA ASSASSIN! Fear me you little Jagabee-eating monkey puffballs!"

"Slagging aft-hole. How dare he touch you like that, Maria? Katrina, you were too soft on him. I shouldn't have left you to do the job. He didn't get what he deserved." Natalia growled as her fist curled.

Earlier, the boy had hit on Maria. After she had rejected his advances, he had touched her inappropriately, causing her to cry. Of course, both Katrina and Natalia had superhumanly picked up on her situation and had pursued the offender. However, Natalia had caught up to him first.

Maria hiccupped and opened her eyes once more. Gasping in concern at the aggressive posture of Natalia, the tensed muscles of Ashley and Morgan that were ready to pounce, the weary concern in Katrina's eyes and the comforting aura that Hannah created, she wiped her splotchy face of tears and took a juddering breath.

"Natalia. It's over and done with. Stand down." Katrina stated clearly and slowly, ensuring each word got through to the still raging girl.

Eyes flashing once, Natalia inhaled deeply before her stance relaxed.

"I hate this place." Morgan wasn't one for words, but this time was an exception.

"School for the gifted? Ha! More like school for the hurt!" Ashley hissed. All six of them were in the "School of the Gifted", a top secret military school in the middle of nowhere. Her tirade continued. "The only thing we have that's gifted is the people we have as friends."

Hannah stood up smoothly, talking some sense into her friends. "At least we have each other. Imagine if we weren't put into the same classes." Nods came from all around as they processed her wise words.

"Hey guys. All we've been doing this week is be all angsty. What happened to the fun times we had?" Ashley's attitude had taken a quick one eighty and she was the happy motivator once again.

"We have to get out of this Pit-spawned hell hole." Morgan said darkly.

"How? Not to burst your bubble, but there are electrified fences surrounding the whole place with barbed wire on top! If you get past that, we have to deal with the guns. And they don't miss." Natalia stated frankly.

Maria piped up, her soft voice catching the attention of the others. "We can wish, can't we?" She looked out the window, at the star spangled night sky. "Dear star, wherever you are, I wish with all my might; that you are our lucky star, and set us free tonight! Bring us far away from here, and take along what we hold dear; people might say that wishes aren't true, but they don't know what we do!"

Katrina smiled and crossed over to her friend. "I do wish the same thing." One by one, the rest of them nodded and smiled; even Morgan, but only for a second. Suddenly, the hairs on the back of Katrina's neck stood up just moments from Maria's scream of terror.

"LOOK OUT!" As they say, too little too late. The screams of the six girls echoed through the abandoned passageway as a blinding light engulfed them. Trained personnel swiftly arrived at the scene, but they were too late. All that was left was a black scorch mark and six pairs of foot imprints where the girls used to stand…

Good? Bad? OOC? Repetitive? Please R&R!

-Love, Nova