This is a slight mix of Transformers Prime and the Bayverse, just fyi. So here is my OC's bio.

Name: Huntress

Nicknames: Shadow

Age: 7 years

Gender: Femme (Female)

Faction: Autobots

Appearance: She is a tall, massively-built, and very broad-shouldered warrior. She has deep red optics that can mesmerize her enemies should she get up close and personal, but only if she so wills it. She has a cat-shaped body with tail, ears, muzzle, and eyes of the cat even. The cat-like pupils allow her to see in the darkest of places where others cannot. A set of massive silver smokestacks is set between her shoulder blades. A set of massive dragon-like wings sit on her back, each being 34 feet long individually and 68 feet long from wing-tip-to-wing-tip altogether. She has two super-heavy duty layers of armor and the second layer has the ability to bristle up into slim, razor-sharp pieces of metal, acting as a defense and an offense.

Personality: She is a tough efficient warrior who hides her feelings behind fighting. Deep down she is compassionate and loving but the war has not allowed her to show them yet. Her loyalty and ruthlessness in battle make her an enemy to avoid.

Weapons/Abilities: She carries a battering ram of a war-hammer across her back normally. She also has a wicked pair of sharp, one-handed maces, as well as a set of single-edged, one-handed swords. Several plasma and full metal jacket cannons are located in her hips and shoulders. She carries the Berserker mode and Feral Protocol.

History: Because she was part of an experiment while in her carrier's chamber, she grew exceptionally fast, faster than she should have in order to become the perfect warrior Megatron needed. Her mother died because her body couldn't keep up with the accelerated growth of her sparkling. Shadow brought her to the Autobots, delivering there as well as dieing there. Huntress has been raised there since birth.

Relationships: Carrier is Shadowhunter, aka Shadow, deceased. Creator is unknown. Sibling, brother, Blurr, deceased.

Other: She has the Gladiator's berserker coding running in her system. It is only activated if she is fixing to be taken out or if someone else is in too great of danger and she needs the power to save them. She is limited by the amount of pain she can take and the amount of energy she has used in the Berserker mode. The Feral PProtocol will act as a last resort, turning her to a wild beast that saves itself and its pack if the need is dire enough the the Berserker mode doesn't do its job in saving them.

 

Prologue

The breeze blew gently through the meadow's tall grass, mountains and a forest farther back. The black night sky was lit by a full moon shining down, casting eerie shadows wherever the light couldn't reach. The crickets chirped softly in the background of the early summer night where it seemed as though nothing could break the quiet.

But the metallic form did when it rustled the grass. The moonlight shone softly on the obsidian-colored machine as it moved. Glowing red optics slitted as the massive cat-shaped creature stopped pacing and panted. She knew the time was near and she needed to get to the rendevous with the Autobots or the precious cargo she carried wouldn't make it. She flinched as a wave of pain washed over her, paralyzing her momentarily.

Once it was over, she took off sprinting as fast as she could, hydraulics pumping hard and her spark racing. Another wave of pain washed over her as she ran, causing her to stumble slightly, but she didn't stop moving. She only needed to make it to the old Military base!

An energon-curdling scream broke the night as she collapsed in mid-sprint near the front gates, N.E.S.T. soldiers rushing to get the bots and other things ready for her. But they had to dart out of the way to avoid being crushed by Ratchet and Jolt as they ran out to assist, others following as well. Another scream pierced the air as agony wracked the black femme's body.

Curses were swung left and right as Ratchet rushed to her side, knowing she was well on her way. "Slag it! Hold on a little while longer please Shadow!" he growled harshly, hurrying to prep her for the delivery.

Another piercing wail split the night sky as she thrashed in pain, lines blurring in her vision. She wasn't seeing clearly anymore but she didn't care. She needed to make she held on long enough for her sparkling to be delivered. She gave another but much weaker scream, because she was bleeding internally too fast. With a few more minutes and a good shove, the massive sparkling was born...but at the cost of her carrier. The black femme stopped moving altogether, her optics going offline.

Hope gave its first cry though as a piercing femme's wail of a first breath...

 

Chapter 1


7 years later...

The massive black cat -shaped femme sat in the woods, her spark signature cloaked as she spied on the few Decepticons in the mine. She had the back legs, tail, ears and claws of a cat but the metallic dragon wings of a Predacon. Her blood red optics narrowed to slits as she laid her ears back and snarled, baring her fangs, smoke coming from the smokestacks from between her shoulderblades.

A roar rang out thunderously as she leaped out of hiding, her muscles bunching together as she leapt forward onto a massive Con, her teeth sinking into his shoulder. Her mistake being that it was Megatron. The massive gray mech ripped her off and flung her back into the trees, a snarl on his lips.

"So the Autobots sent you? Ha, as though your a threat. You couldn't beat me if you tried youngling!" He snarled as he brought out his sword and charged her.

The black femme launched herself up from the ground, a war-hammer in each hand. She swung them one after another as she collided with the Decepticon leader harshly, him smashing his fist into her face as he brought his great-sword out to counter her weapons. The weapons clashed together harshly as feral burning sensation washed over her. Her Berserker mode was unlocking for the first time and she was reverting a feral state of mind.

With a roar, she lashed out with her razor-sharp claws at Megatron, only to be blasted aside by one Barricade's maces. She rolled to a stop and growled angrily, flicking her wings open and shooting forward with a wing-propelled boost at the con leader. Starscream and Barricade charged her and laid out several lines across her sides as she shot her shoulder cannons, only to them ripped right off her shoulders by Megatron as he jumped back into the fight. Holes and gashes started to open up across her body as they wrecked her armor. A scream of rage escaped her as she lashed out with claws and teeth, black smoke pouring out of her smokestacks in clouds.

Barricade grabbed a hold of her wings and pulled back on them, getting a pained scream from her as she stopped moving. Megatron grabbed her by her chin and turned her head this and that. "Hmm, you would be a suitable warrior in my army, you know. Strong, mean, and a femme? A new warrior and a bigger army? Yes, I will have you." he rumbled darkly.

A chill managed to run through her as he said those words, knowing he meant to use her as a broodmare. Rage roared even hotter in her spark and she lashed out, catching Barricade upside the head alongside loosening his hands on her wings. She raked her claws and teeth down Megatron's chest as she lunged for his throat. But the Decepticon leader swung out and four claws marks appeared over her left eye, tearing a scream of agony from her as she stumbled away in pain.

Starscream and Barricade closed in quickly on her, ready to kill her, but the sound of several transformations and guns heating up caught the three cons attention. Ironhide, Optimus, Jazz, Sideswipe, and Sunstreaker were there. And not a one of them looked happy.

"Back away Megatron." Optimus called out.

"What are you gonna do Prime if I don't? Cry about it?" Megatron laughed darkly in reply.

He was stopped short by the shots the bots started firing and the twins charging in. He had no time for such antics. He had seen what he needed to see and his decoy had worked. That was all that mattered. "Soundwave, get me a bridge." he said over the coms to his third-in-command.

A purplish-blue vortex opened and the three Decepticons dashed inside and it closed behind them quickly. The Autobots turned to face the curled up black warrior on the ground, passed out from energon loss.

 

Chapter 2

Energon leaked from the multiple gashes and holes in her heavy armor, running into larger stream streaking her body. She knew her left optic was done for, she'd be blind in it for goo and she knew Ratchet didn't have the materials to even restore a little sight to it. She uncurled from where she laid on the ground with Ratchet and Jolt's help.

A growl rumbled in her deep chest as she pulled her hand away from her face. The gasps from the twins told her all she needed to know and she was definitely not happy.

She heaved her heavily armored black body up, energon running in streams down her body from the throbbing blast holes and claw marks. She snarled angrily as she walked through the bridge the others had come through as they followed behind her. The other Autobots scattered to continue their duties as Ratchet steered her towards the Med-Bay as she tried to go to her room.

He hefted a wrench threateningly when she glared at him. "You know how this can go, Huntress. Either you go to the Med-bay or you get hit with a wrench for ignoring me."

Huntress crossed her muscular arms and gave a 'Try me' look to the medic. And she instantly regretted it when he chucked that damned tool at her head. She snarled at him and entered the Med-bay instead.

It took half an hour before Ratchet was finished with her injuries. When he shooed her out, she merely growled at him as she left. She wanted to know how she had been beaten so easily by that Decepticon. None had truly bested her before but to be half-blind now on top of that? It severely slagged her off. She huffed as she transformed down into a beautiful big black GMC Topkick C4500, the engine idling loudly as she sat for a moment. With a roar of her engine, the turbos whining as she took off, black marks left on the floor of the base as she tore through the open cliff-side door.

 

Chapter 3

The afternoon sun shone on her black body as she sped along the empty highway, her massive V8 engine roaring thunderouly, echoing against the canyon walls. Dust from the old road flew up behind her as she moved swiftly on her path, thoughts and feelings running rampant through her processor and spark, her engine roaring angrily as she got more confused. Thoughts of who her missing creators could be and why they weren't there for her shook her mind the most. That and why she had red optics confused her greatly as well. What if one of her creators had been a Decepticon? If so, who was it? Why?

A spark-wracking pain erupted through her body out of the blue, forcing her to transform hard and fast, slamming her massive fists into the ground, falling to her knees as it pulsed and throbbed painfully. After a moment it faded away, but it left a part of her spark empty as though she had just permanently lost something, but what had she lost?

A body dropped onto the ground before her trembling form, an malevolent laugh following after. She raised her head and saw the body of a stream-lined blue mech before her, covered in energon, a hole in his chest. She raised her optics to see Megatron.

She growled as she realized who had been killed. Blurr, her best friend in the whole world, her brother-in-arms. She bared her fangs and raored, jaws open wide to reveal the razor-sharp fangs within. Her red optics narrowed and her ears laid back as the hydraulics in her body hissed, her body bunching up for a lunging attack. Smoke poured out of the silver smokestacks on her shoulders, draconic wings flaring out threateningly as she leapt at the massive gray mech angrily.

He chuckled and charged in, smashing a fist into her side, getting a hold of her smokestack and crushing it. She screamed in agony at the metal being squeezed and deformed, but she still sunk her teeth into his shoulder and ripped away a chunk of corded wires, tubes, and metal. Another hit ripped her away from her attack and tossed her into a canyon wall. Snarling, Huntress got back up, her claws splayed out and armor raising up slightly in anger. Something in her processor snapped and her berserker mode came out in full force, powering her body in its next attacks.

Unknown to her and Megatron, The twin Gladiators, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker were stopped in slight amazement at the sight of the black-armored femme taking on Megatron, yet again! Sideswipe started recording it as the massively-built femme collided with the gray Decepticon leader.

Claws split her chest armor open, energon spilling out in streams as she struck back, her curved claws hooking into the seems of his armor and yanking back, leaving shredded pieces behind, weakened for the next attack. She quickly jumped away, taking damage when he clawed her ears as she moved. The mech pulled his cannon out and fired a couple blasts at Huntress. One of the two shots nicked her already damaged chest armor, burning it with the plasma. She clutched at her chest, her legs in a steady stance as she panted in pain.

Megatron laughed as he started slowly walking up to the injured berserker. "So, you think you can injure me and get away with it?" He looked at Blurr's body and then back at Huntress, smirking. "I don't think so. I've already hunted one of your companions. Now I'm going to hunt the rest of them down...starting with you!"

Huntress snarled and flared her wings out, jerking her body out of his grip, breaking her other smokestack in half, her tail out of place, and a piece of armor covering her spark chamber was torn away as well. She opened her jaws and gave a roar that shouldn't have come from her body at all. It was the roar of a Predacon facing off against another, challengingly defiant of the death sure to come at the hands of this mech.

He snarled back at the black-armored berserker and smashed his burly fists into her face and chest. A cry of excruciating agony rang out as the pain registered. But she didn't stop. She smashed her head into the mech's head and followed up with two fistfuls of armor-shredding claws to his chest, the arm cannons popping out of place and spinning up for a shot. A single shot from the unseen Decepticon medic, Knockout, put her out of the living world and into the realm of stasis.