You are far from human. You're not a mutant, super-human, or anything that constitutes being extraordinary.
You're not even from Earth
No, you are not a cybertronian
Whatever you are, you're good at scrapping cons and getting into fights.
But Famil...
"(y/n) calm down, we didn't mean any harm, we just wanted to help you," Jack tried reasoning, little did he know that it was the last straw. You shifted your bones cracked and molded furiously as you towered over Jack with a snarl.
"I didn't ask for your help, I don't need your help," the humans shrank away as the Autobots inched closer they knew that you could end the humans in seconds. "Stop thinking that you know best," you snarled as you leaped into the rafters to refrain from slicing at them.
The looked up at you, "does anyone have food?" Bulkhead asked.
"You think we'd have the thing that keep her calm in stock huh?" Miko wondered.
"I'd say we got out of that rather well," Arcee said.
"What do you mean well?" Jack asked.
"We all got out unscathed and nothing has been shredded."
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You begrudgingly climbed into the back of Optimus' trailer with Arcee and the dingus. You weren't happy with the arrangement but it was the best position so you could launch out of the back if you needed to attack.
You curled up in the far corner away from Arcee, ignoring her presence. "You know we truly meant no harm, we just want to see you happy," Arcee admitted as she sat in her bike form on the opposite end of the truck.
"So manipulating me was the only option?!" You snarled at her with a booming roar, "Yeah no thanks," you huffed as you curled and a ball and covered your face so Arcee would get the message to leave you alone.
"Would you have gone if we suggested it?" Arcee questioned and you snarled at her. Your rumbling growl echoed in the truck, you didn't to push the matter further because you were close to shredding something and you didn't want to lose your temper next to a nuclear device. Arcee sighed, "I don't know what causes your anger and resentment but you have to let it go before you lose the people in your life that matter and that starts by admitting we matter."
Your tail flicked angrily but you didn't push it, you said nothing as you sat in your corner waiting for trouble. Then you heard it, helicopter blades. "We have company," you said to Arcee.
"Our assailants are not Decepticon, they are human," Came Optimus' warning over the com, you growled as you flexed your claws, waiting for the doors to open so you could leap out and shred something. Your anger has been building up all morning and you were ready to let it out on some meek humans.
"Autobots maintain your cover and apply minimal force, disarmament only," Came another order, you growled again. You had bitten down on a human body before and the crunch was way more satisfying than the throat of a Decepticon, more squishy.
You stood up and rolled your shoulders as the rear door opened with a bang. Two cars tailed the trailer, Arcee's engines roared to life as you ran out of the trailer , with a growl and Arcee followed. You landed on the ground, the rough road pierced your paws but you didn't mind. You dug your claws in so you didn't go tumbling. You outstretched your claws and shredded the wheels of the two cars that passed you. They skidded off the road.
