Millions of stars could be seen from my comfortable position on the soft grass. This clearing was small but allowed me to see the beautiful stars that over take the sky at night. Orion's belt could easily been seen from my position with others around it. I was hiding at the moment, letting the boiling pot of water cool before returning to the base.

The forest was alive with sounds of the critters that roam during the night. They chirped, chattered, peeped, hooted, and spoke among themselves, telling each other a story or just normally talking. It peaceful and felt good to listen to those who had others with. It made me wish that there was someone who would love me unconditionally and love me for who I am.

You see a hard and strong barrier that surrounds my personality or what's left of it. I act tough and mean to everyone else because in this world it's kill or be killed. Growl, hiss, snarl, and bite your way through and you will have a chance to survive out here. A soft puppy eyed personality will be killed the moment it steps out of the cage of protection.

Something large could heard making its way through the forest and my first thought was moose. The steps didn't sound right, not like a moose would but a bear. Acting on pure instinct of a dangerous creature nearing me, I bolt up into a striking position. Nothing could be seen in the direction of the noise; the odor coming from the bear could easily be smelt and it was a strong male.

Many minutes pass by in a blur until the black bear wandered his way into the clearing. He snarled his warning to tell me to leave or he will attack. Snarling out my own warning to tell him to leave the way he came or he'll die; he doesn't like the threat and comes charging at you.

Any normal human would have taken one glance at the bear and sprint the other way. Me though? I challenged him to the battle of turf. Though it wouldn't matter, I'm not staying long or really at all, just resting is all.

This is a problem of mine, it was a passion to challenge creature who believe they at the top of the food chain. They maybe in this part of the forest or desert but when I come by, they will know their place the next time I decide to visit. Do not mess with the dragon or you'll get the fire.

Growling deeply in my chest and letting a smirk to grace my lips, I wait patiently for him cross the field and use up some of his energy. Since he is the one charging at me, I will use his size and speed against him.

Wait... Wait... Wait... Now! I jump right as he was about five feet in front of me and twist in the air like an agile cat attacking its prey. My clawed hands, mostly my left hand, gripped into his thick fur coat and start to ride him like a horse. He reacts quickly and tries to pull me off with his paws.

Before he could get me his sharp claws, I sink my razor sharp claws in to his back and drag them all the way down to his ass. He yowling out in pain and was able to nick me with one of his claws below my eye. It hurt like a bitch on a stick but I didn't pay much attention to the wound.

My emotions filled with a bit of anger from him giving me a wound, I roar that anger at him and start fighting with great speed. He didn't have time to do anything except accept him doom; he should have listen to my warning and he would be on his way to fuck a poor female bear. It's mating season and he is, or was, a very hormonal bitch at the moment.

Finally giving the finishing blow across his neck with my deadly claws, I roar loudly to the forest around to announce the defeat of him. My roar echoed in the now deadly quiet forest and the smirk reappeared on my face.

Gory part ahead

After the battle, I was slightly tired from the fun battle and hungry to follow that, I tore the bear's stomach open. The bear's insides pour out onto the soft grass I was once laying peacefully on. Finding the more meaty parts of the bear, I tear out the pieces to munch on.

With my stomach full with the delicious bear meat, it wasn't that bad, an idea struck me. Glancing at the mouth of the bear, I open it up to peer inside. Holy shit! His breath stinks worst then rotten fish mixed with sulfur and other things. Getting over the smell of his breath, I start to pick at his gum line above his right canine to help be able to pull it out.

Once getting to the root of the canine, I was able to easily put it out with ease. Doing the same thing with his other canine, I put them, still bloody and all, in my bra as my pants don't have pockets. Don't judge me, when us girls don't have pockets, we use our bra as one. Plus boys won't try to steal anything from there.

Gory scene over

Drowsiness began to overtake my body and I made my way into the forest to find a place to take a nap. After taking a nap, I'll head back to the base and give one of the canines as a gift to William for him to forgive me. No way in hell will I ever apologize for something that wasn't my fault. He was trying to get me back to a place that he could easily see that I didn't want to go back to.

The bright sun shines in my face causing me to wake up from a not-so-peaceful sleep. Nightmares haunt me when sleep is need and no dreams are there to save me.

Stretching all my limbs out, including my wings as I decided to sleep on the forest floor, I hiss softly from the slight pain from both arms. Most of the pain was coming from my left forearm and I only hope it wasn't infected; it's a pain in the ass to deal with infections.

Undoing the wrapping around the bite on my left arm, I winch at how bad it looked. It had yellow and greenish-colored pus draining from the wound and also on the bandage. It was red and swelling all the way around the cut and spreading out from the bites. And sure enough it hurt.

All animal bites do get infected but being me, there is a very low chance of having the wound getting infected.

Hissing lowly out of anger, I drip more acid venom down on the bite. It stung like a bitch once it made contact and there was a soft crackling noise from it eating away the dead skin. Rubbing it more around so it could reach every part of the two bite wounds, I did the same thing to the others as it was on the upper part of my arm.

Forgetting to clean off all the blood from the bear yesterday, I head in the direction of where running water could be heard.

Another small creek ran through the middle of the forest and it was kind of cliché. Stalking up to the creek and kneeing down in front of the rushing water, I control the water to run gently over all my skin. The water cleans all the blood off of my body with dirt and other things that have clung to me. I also clean the bloody bear teeth in my bra.

After getting rid of all the gunk off of my body, I decided it was time to head back. Taking off into a dead sprint back to the clearing from before; once reaching the clearing, I open my wings while still running and let the wind catch.

The wind is calmer and not pushing me around like a rag doll. Though there weren't any breezes or air drifts to help me fly back to the base. The closer I got to the base, the more nervous I became. My mind didn't have any clue on why this act was happening; it felt like this wasn't my own feeling. I'm a killing machine; I don't care for any human being.

But you are wanting to change.

A random spoke inside of my head and freaked me out to a point I almost fell out of the sky. What the fuck!? Did that just happen or was it part of my mind? Voice, speak again if you said that. I waited for a few seconds for him to answer, it sounded like a him.

Giving up on trying to get to the voice to respond, I know I didn't imagine it for sure, the base was coming into view. More nervous spiked up inside of as situations popped in my mind. When they see me they could react by getting all their weapons and shoot me down; sedate me and lock me up; sedate me and take me to Ratchet for him to open me up to find out what makes me tick. A shiver goes down my back at the thought of the last one.

No one came rushing out of anywhere with their guns drawn and ready to shoot me to pieces. My clawed feet gently touched down on the concrete that is covered in a thin layer of water. Weird, it didn't rain where I was at but here the clouds hung heavy in the air, ready to dump their load on you.

The safest place here is probably it the Med. Bay and that the only building I really know. I haven't visited any of the other buildings to check out because of how many people are here. Plus if any of the humans that aren't the brightest bulb will most likely shoot me, don't want any more injures added to the list.

Since the Med. Bay is closer to the entrance and next to the Main Hanger, it was harder to sneak into. Using my super sneaking abilities to sneak into the Med. Bay, I by past the hanger door and see Ratchet working on a red bot. A bright, sunshine yellow bot stood next his friend, maybe brother; they looked very similar to each other, with a scowl covering his face. It hinted to him being pissed off with the way his stance is.

Wait, my mind could recall these two from the battle. They were slashing their way through the Cons and destroying whoever and whatever got in their way.

Mister Bull's-eye spots me on the floor. "Hey, it's you! I saw you during the latest battle," he announces my presences to the other two in the hanger. Ratchet snaps his eyes onto my form the very same second Bull's-eye spoke to me.

"Midnight where have yo-your arm!" Ratchets interrupted himself when he saw my arm.

A sheepish smile graces my lips, "it's infected." He gives me an expression of 'oh really, I didn't notice'.

"No shit, Sherlock," he grumbles. "Get up here now so I can take care of now," he turns to Bull's-eye and Mister Sunshine, "Sideswipe, I'll take care of you later." He dismisses Mister Bull's-eye now called Sideswipe.

Sideswipe whines like a two year not getting they wanted for Christmas. "Hatchet can please stay. I want to talk to Midnight." He drug out the word Hatchet to be even more annoying to Ratchet. Is Hatchet a nickname for Ratchet?

Ratchet threateningly holds a large wrench in his hand above his head. "If you two do not get out of my Med. Bay, I will bash in your helms with my wrench and weld you afts to the ceiling," he threatened with a scowl for his expression.

The problem was quickly fixed by his threat. The two rushed out of here with their tails between their legs.

He turns to gaze at me with his scary scowl, which almost scared me shitless. Remembering what he ordered me to do; I fly up to the table Sideswipe was just on and land in front of him. He walks over to the table pushed up against the back wall and grabs a kit of some sort.

His body claps on itself again and he shifts into a neon yellow/green hummer. This time I prepared because I knew he wasn't going to hurt me. His holoform appears by where he placed down the kit with his bot form and picks it up. He makes his way over to my sitting down position and sits down with me.

He reaches out and roughly takes the worst of the two of infected arms. He uses a towel to wipe out all the pus coming from the wound but the towel was being melted again away. I already knew it was from the acid still that was left behind.

"What in the frag is this?" he questions out loud and gazed at the melted part of the towel closely. He goes to touch and before I could warn him about the dangers of it, his finger made contact with it. His holoform body jerked back and he held his melting finger.

Now worried it could melt away his finger or damage the holoform permanently, I grab his finger and lick the tip. My saliva has something in it to stop the acid from melting anymore, it's like an antibody for a medicine but this works right away.

His eyes looked as if they were going to fall out by how wide they were. He gazed at me with pure shock and confusion written all over his face. He shifted his eyes to look down at his finger then back at me and then back down to his finger, this happened for a few more moments.

"All I can say is what in the pit was that?"he spoke up after snapping out of confused and shocked state. Curiosity could be seen in his eyes from what happened.

"When I was in the forest, I unwrapped the bandaged and was it was infected. So doing what I also do when something becomes infected, I use the venom from my teeth to kill the infection quickly. The acid venom will melt through anything so far but my saliva holds some kind of antibody. So that's why I licked you," I explained my reasoning to him.

"Venom, more importantly, acid venom?" He questioned and I couldn't tell if it was pointed at me or to himself.

After some explain while he was rewrapping my bites and checking me fractured arm, he understood some more things about me.