Onyx
By SMYGO4EVA

Curiosity and intrigue are two sides of the same coin, and Airachnid knew that all too well from Breakdown.

Always overcast, cloaking hidden sunlight on the wretched planet she was trapped upon, with the gloom of gray clouds and frost never seen back on Cybertron. She had grown used to doom and gloom, and 'cons like Breakdown were there to amuse her whether he knew or not.

In darkened circumstances red hot energy would flow in the heat of combat or from other sources of entertainment, and as Breakdown would never back down from a challenge, and neither would she. The undercurrent of black shadow and cerulean metal would be crackling in both battle and in being superior to the other.

Sounds of something far beyond the normal Decepticon reasoning would have disturbed anyone, any bot, and …anything else…

With a whip of something flowing and dark, onyx in its shade, Airachnid would seek her prey and thrash them out of existence in an instant, but with Breakdown, she had other plans for him.