A/N: Okay - I don't own G.I Joe (Sigma 6) or Transformers, I do own Rocket though. I don't remember the original G.I Joe series so I'm basing this off Sigma 6, for Transformers I've only watched RiD, the Unicron Trilogy and the 2007 movie. I've done some research on Wikipedia and made up information that was not available. I welcome constructive criticism. I hope to include tons of characters as the story progresses. Anyway - please enjoy my first fanfict online! BTW - rating this 'T' for later chapters.

One last thing - single quotation marks are characters thinking to themselves, while double quotes are talking out loud.

Chapter One - Pretty In Pink

Rocket glared at her motorbike. It was black last night, but now - it was pink.

'I'm so going to kill whoever did this!' She muttered to herself.

The bike seemed to glare back at her.

"Hey!" A voice yelled behind her, "what did you do to your ride?"

"That's what I should be asking you!" She snarled at the Dreadnok Torch who was standing behind her.

"Me? Why ask me?" He sounded surprise.

"You and your stupid gang of idiots did this! Didn't you? Just because I refused to join your stupid little gang of motorcycle thugs!" Rocket yelled at him.

"Don't go calling the Dreadnoks stupid!" He yelled back.

"Why? Does the truth hurt?" She put on a mock sympathetic voice.

Torch was just about to retort when a figure faded in out of thin air.

"Zartan! You just look at what your bunch of morons did to my bike!" Rocket yelled at the newcomer.

"No worries - just repaint it black again," he said in his Australian accent.

"No worries? No worries!" Spluttered Rocket, "how can you say no worries? I demand your Dreadnoks get punished!"

"No, they didn't do it - they were on a mission last night with me. Find some one else to be your scapegoat love."

"If they didn't, who did then?"

"Don't go looking at us," Torch said, "we weren't here to see anything."

"Check the security cameras Rocket," Zartan called over his shoulder as he walked away, Torch following behind.

Rocket gave her bike another glare before looking up to where the cameras were placed.

"Oh great!" She sighed.

The cameras were still broken from the last Sigma 6 attack.

She placed a hand sadly on her bike's petrol tank.

'Funny,' she thought to herself, 'the paint is completely dry - not even a bit clammy. And the finish is excellent. I wonder how whoever it was did it so well. If I didn't know better, I'd say this paint job was done over a period of time by professionals.'

She glanced at herself in the bike's review mirror, she'd have to change out her red and white Cobra uniform before she could start repainting her bike. Stormshadow would not appreciate his student with paint splotches on her uniform.

'Hi-tech is going to kill me,' Rocket thought suddenly, 'I wasn't supposed to let anything happen to his 'baby'! Don't tell me some body has found out who I really am? Is this a test to see if I'll go to the Sigma's to the bike checked out - to see if the paint was the only thing messed around with?'

The spy sighed slowly to herself, 'this day just can't get any worse!'

"Hey Duke!" Hi- tech yelled over his shoulder.

"What is it HT?" Duke asked, glancing over to Hi-tech's computer screen.

"Some more comets hit Earth last night - one landed close to where Rocket has been sending her communications," said Hi-tech as he punched some buttons on his key-board to bring up a map with flashing red dots on it in places.

"Do you want us to check the comet out Duke?" Asked Scarlett from where she was working.

"Why not," mused Duke, "it'll give us a chance to see how Rocket is doing."

"Okay, I'll set a course for the Sea Titan to follow - we ought to get there in few hours," Hi-tech said, busying himself with the task.

"What about the other comets old chap?" Lieutenant Stone asked behind Duke.

"Send the ninja team - I see a few of the comets have landed near where they are tracking down Stormshadow," Duke said, after consulting the map.

"Isn't Rocket supposed to be training with Stomshadow?" Asked Scarlett.

"She is, but she also is supposed to be doing Cobra's propaganda work - so she can't always be with her 'sensei', you see", responded Stone.

"Well, let's just hope that comet near her didn't land on my latest masterpiece!" Said Hi-tech, dreaming of his motorbike.

It was a better model than the Ninja Bike, more streamlined, more powerful - basically more everything than the Ninja Bike was.

And then, he had lent it to Rocket - deciding she might need it to get away from Cobra if she was in a hurry.

'She had better been looking after it!' Hi-tech thought to himself.

Firefly stepped out of his Cobra Stealth Cruiser and glanced around the hanger bay where the vehicles and aircraft were stored. His gaze rested on a sleek pink motorbike.

"Well, well - pretty in pink," he commented before heading off to give his report to Cobra Commander.

'At least someone thinks so!' Arcee thought to herself.

TBC…

A/N: Well, do you think I should continue or not? Please review and let me know. Just a warning though - I'm extremely busy at the moment so I won't be able to make regular updates each week.

Thanks for reading! Mystic-nin