A/N no reviews? How disappointing. Well, Emily wanted me to post the first chapter. May the odds be ever in the decepticons' favors?

Leopardez (me), Stormryder, Cannisa, Shooter, Submerge, Frequency, Blackarachnia, Arachnid, Strika, and Slipstream were the only femmes in all of the games, the femmes who would kill each other relentlessly. The careers had already been formed, Shooter, Soundwave, Barricade, and Stormryder. "Hey, bee, I sure hope that Stormy over there can win!" Urgh. I really hated Sideswipe sometimes. My brother and sister, Cheetor and Submerge, HAD to kill me, no matter what. My designation is Leopardez, and I am on the run with a knife in my hand. That isn't easy when you have a deranged scientist hunting you down. Shockwave, that deranged scientist, had thrown a knife at my neck, slicing it open. I stopped to clean my throat from fatal infection, when I realized that a small package was floating down. Thank you, cruel capital! Bumblebee had sent me some healing ointment to help with getting rid of that infection. "I think she's over here!" Stormryder. She spoke with a hushed, exited voice. Well slag, I thought. She has a hunting bow! I HAD to act fast! Fortunately, I am a good climber, and she isn't. "You can't hide up there forever!" Soundwave snarled. "Then why don't you just come up here?" I tauntingly called down. I may not be as strong as they are, but I'm a lot more agile than they are! As the careers started climbing, I swiftly leaped from tree to non-organic tree. The four fell and started a campfire. The biome we're in is a cybertronian city, with a small, yet insanely damp and humid jungle. I'm near the edge of the arena, and who knows what Sideswipe will do to me because of my location.

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"Alright, Alexandra, what should we do to get those decepticreeps away from the edge?" Said blind human looked up at Sides and hauntingly said, "We should start a fire!" Sides looked at his mental hitchhiker with malevolent glee. "Let's watch and decide what time," He then looked at Bee and uttered, "But we WILL start a fire."

I tied myself to the tree. As dawn approached, I heard a faint whisper, coming from another tree. Psst! Psst! I took a glimpse behind the tree. "Above you," The younger femme told me. "Your knife, use it to cut what's above you!" Even though it was only a harsh whisper, I understood completely. It was a nest of wasp-like insecticons, which were dubbed as lethal trackers. The nest was about the size of a large rowboat. As soon as the nest fell, the careers screamed furiously at each other to do something. Stormryder fell to her knees and twitched for a second, and then the 5th cannon, sense Sideways, Starscream, Slipstream and Thundercracker had been killed in the bloodbath, sounded. Stormryder was no more in a matter of moments. I could almost hear Sideswipe crying, ready to get me and that younger femme killed with a twitch of his wrist. I wasted no time at all fleeing from the area. Before I left, I took Stormryder's bow and cleaver full of plasma arrows. Suddenly, after a hovercraft took Stormy's lifeless body, I heard 7 more cannons; I hope it wasn't that little femme, whatever her designation was. Because of that lethal venom, I collapsed. I woke up hours later. "Finally, you're awake!" That femme, she is alive! "My designation's Cannisa."

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Sideswipe was crying, both in anger and despair. "NOW! START THE FIRE NOW! SKREW LEOPARDEZ! KILL BOTH OF THOSE FEMMES RIGHT NOW!" Arcee started the simulation.

A/N my apologies to Makoron, but he/she will mourn the loss of Stormryder.
Agent 0r4ng3is the owner of Alexandra Wells.