Hello! Have you been waiting for an update? Well here it is! You know I have some great news: We're coming to an end of this beloved fanfic. So, one or two more chapters and the story is done. Don't worry, there are more Dragonformers vic coming from me in the future. Why dragons and not the mechanical beings they are? Well, I find dragons fascinating as I stated earlier ever since Beast Hunters. Anyways, on with the show!

Chapter 12: Hell Comes For All

Ygritte couldn't remember how long she had been imprisoned. Most of her time would be sleeping or napping away in her cell while waiting for an opportunity to get out. She mustn't rush or else her plan would have a flaw. Most of her time awake, she would twists the guard's front paws until they detached or dismembered.

Still, sometimes she would think about the offer the Decepticon leader gave her about joining his clan. To be an assassin, never to be on the run again. Yet…the North was where she was born. Her family had been there for generations. Even her mother, the first to rebel against living as nomads has had enough of deaths and fights from either sides. Honestly, if they could have the supplies needed to build a stronger shelter, then it would save thousands of lives.

She has to get back those supplies and her precious jewels back. But then, something else also made her come to the South all by herself.

Megatron.

The last time she met the ex-gladiator, he had the aura of a tyrant. A murderer who could dismember or decapitate her without remorse. Yet, his presence drove her towards him like a magnet. He's fascinating, beautiful, powerful. A fine creature she'd obtained from the South. Or was it the other way around? It was difficult to tell who claimed who as the both of them kissed simultaneously the night in the den. Her den.

If only she could…Could I? Seems suicidal but winter is coming. Harsher one that is. What's better is to be fed than starve for another upcoming months.

When a guard came into her cell to force fed her dinner which was basically entrails of prey she could not identify. It was bloodied and looked like something a vampire would dine rather than a dragon. So, she clamped her jaws shut, refusing to open despite the guard's attempt. When the guard used his hind leg to kick her in the gut, she retaliated by slapping the 'food' away from her with her tail.

" I want a sausage," she ordered him. The guard stared at her smaller frame, almost laughing at the fact she challenged him of his authority. " Sausage!" he chuckled disbelievingly. " You're hungry for some Southern meat, Northern whore?"

She would gladly burn him and the other guards to ashes by her wildfire, but doing so would also mean that she will lose most of the supplies. They were locked away somewhere and she is not leaving without them. Plus, it would draw out more attention not just from the South but from other parts of the world as well. Instead, she gave him a seductive smile. " Of course~" she purred. " All this looting and snatching makes me tired and hungry. And you and your men just had to catch me."

" For a good reason," he growled lustfully. Now, the Souths have heard of the North as a harsh place to live in. Some rumours stated that their females are just as feisty as the blizzards. " You ought to confessed yourself before your punishment. But I can release you for a price…"

Ygritte arched her right eye. Oh, she knew of the guard's intentions with her. She just had to confirmed it. " Deal and you would tell me of the supplies? I kinda need them. If you want a good romp."

His brutish form lumbered close to her face. She tried not to gagged at the stench oozing from what was left of his mouth. She assumed this guard had been in a lot of fights before he captured her. But she will weasel her way out. " You got me there," he breathed. Skilfully, he released her from her bonds. Before he could register what was happening, a needle-like image flashed before him, penetrate into his eyes which he screamed in pain.

" Hush now," she whispered while covering his mouth. She pounced on top of him like a lioness. " I won't hurt you if you tell me where are my stuffs and the pantry. Especially the pantry." She figured a few food could last her clan for now. The now eyeless guard was thrashing wildly, hoping to kill her. When it didn't hit her, he snapped his jaws. " Cunt…" he seethed. Then, he felt like something sharp was trailing him below the torso. " W-wha…the fuck are ya doing?!"

" Tell me," she said calmly. " Where are my stuffs." She was about to slice when the guards broken, pathetic excuse of a beg told her exactly where were her loots and of course the pantry. Releasing him, she gave him a quick peck on the cheek. " Thank you," she thanked him before knocking him out cold.

…

Megatron has had enough of killing a thousand guards just to get into the cell to free his wild thief. It was bad enough Optimus and his Autobots had to interfere with his life but guards attacking him just because he wants to visit the Northerner? He found that idiotic. Of course, the guards were no match for the ex-gladiator as he played his way into the compound.

The minute he entered, he realised the insides looked like a slaughter house. Bodies of guards were everywhere with either their eyes gouged out or the blood between their…vital regions. He was lucky that he was the only one in this rescue. His team would have different reactions to the scene before him. He even checked their pulses, confirming that they're dead. He was surprised that they were alive but unconscious. With new scars.

I would lie if I say I wasn't impressed he thought to himself.

Carefully, he followed the injured yet unconscious bodies until he found himself in a pantry filled with all sorts of food. He heard a few muffled screams in some parts but decided not to venture further. He must find the thief. His thief.

" Megatron?" a well-known voice asked in disbelief. He rushed over to where she was. Beautiful as ever but he noticed her claws were bloodied from the 'art' she performed and her lips was with bits of meat and blood. Nonetheless, he was glad she was not harm. He grabbed her, pulling her close to him in a sort of hug. Which he mentally noted to himself not to tell anyone about his action.

" Primus almighty," he breathed, the relieved now washing over him. " You did that to those guards?" She nodded, wiping the bloodied claws and licked her lips.

" They know better than to mess with the North."

My god, Ygritte. The North is scary! Plus, leaving an impression. So after I'm almost done with this fanfic, I want you guys to decide in the review of what Dragonformers fanfic should I do. There are two choices:

1) Arcee fanfic

2) Soundwave fanfic.

All Dragonformers just to let you know. I don't own Transformers. Only my ideas, Ocs and plots.

Please review!