Hello, everyone, my name is SilverWing. I'm a Cyberwolf. The last of my kind. I have pointy long ear with long hair and a tail on my Bi-pedal mode. I have dark blue, baby blue, and grey paint job. I look a lot like my Carrier. Well, that's what my Sire always told me.

Who are my Creators?

My Carrier was also a Cyber-wolf name Snowflake but die giving birth to me, making me the last Cyber-wolf in Cybertron.

My Sire name is Orion Pax but now goes by the name Optimus Prime making me the last daughter of a Prime.

I was born even before the Great War on Cybertron begin. I was maybe in my teenage years when the War began.

Scared to lose me. My Sire made sure that I was never left alone. I was always guarded and follow by a high Elite Guard everywhere I go.

When I became off age I thought that maybe my Sire would allow me to go places without a high Elite Guard to follow me but no. I was not allowed to be left alone at any time in my daily life.

Over the years I also met the Cybertronian that took care of my Sire when he was small. His name is Alpha Trion. He owns the Hall of Records. I was really young when I met him.

Alpha Trion was the only Cybertronian that didn't treat me as a sparkling. He was the one to teach me how to fight. I became really strong thanks to him.

I will always sneak out at night from my house unit to meet with him on a secret training base where he began to train me to become stronger.

He also taught me every knowledge he knew about Cybertron. During his teaching, something caught my attention.

The Wreckers.

They were a group of Cybertronian who took the unwanted missions on battlefield. Many didn't return but the group kept strong even in the darkest of the times. That what I wanted to do but there was a slidest problem.

My Sire.

Yeah, as if he will allow me to join the Wreckers. When I ask him he was not happy. Everything that I tried was no use. His answer was still a no. On the other hand. Alpha Trion was happy with my decision that he decided to even help me out.

He talk with the Wrecker leader Hailstorm to let me join them. When Alpha Trion told him that I was a femme. He immediately said 'No!'. He said that the Wreckers was no place for weak femmes.

After some more arguing Hailstorm decided to give me an opportunity.

I remember the day as if it was yesterday.

Today I was going to try out for the Wreckers. I had given my Sire high Elite Guard sleeping Energon. He will be on deep recharge for a really long time.

I knew that when my Sire finds out what I did. He will seriously kill me. But I didn't care. I was going to accomplish my dream even if I have to go against my Sire orders.

I enter the base and was met with HailStorm the leader of the Wreckers.

"You must be the femme Alpha Trion talk so much about" he said.

"Yes Sir. My name is SilverWing!" I replied.

"Good, follow me" he ordered turning his back to me and began walking down a hall.

"Where to Sir?" I asked walking right behind him.

"Sparring room. Let's see if what Alpha Trion told me about you is true" he said.

We made our way down to the sparring room. When we enter the room I saw that it was filled with Mechs. I saw a sparring ring set up in the middle of the large room.

I saw two mech sparring in the ring. One was white, red, and green. The other one was blue and red.

I stood beside Hailstorm which earns me so many stares of the Mechs around. I ignore them and waited for what HailStorm had for me.

"Enough!" Hailstorm voice boom through the whole room stopping every signal mech in the room. He was now on top of the sparring ring talking.

"We have a newcomer and I want to give her the Wreckers welcome. Wheeljack would you do the honors" Hailstorm said motioning me to come forward.

I could hear s few gasps and waves of laughter from the mech in the room but I ignore them. I jumped into the ring and prepare myself.

I look at the mech name Wheeljack. He was the same white, red, and green mech who was sparring with the blue and red mech.

"Don't think I will go easy on you only because you're a femme" Wheeljack said. I smirk.

"I was not hoping that you will" I said which earn me a smirk from Wheeljack.

"I want a clean fight" Hailstorm said before jumping down from the sparring ring.

"Ready...set...GO!" Hailstorm yelled.

Just as Hailstorm said the word 'GO'. My fist had collided with Wheeljack face sending him back. He immediately got back up but I was too quick for him. I kick his legs out from under him making him landed on the ground with a loud 'THUMP'. I backed away and waited for Wheeljack to get up. While he got up I thought about my next move. Wheeljack then jumped up and tried to hit me again but I was still too fast for him. I grabbed him by the arm and threw him into the wall.

I heard gasps as the room went quiet. No one move and no one said a word. Hailstorm walk over to me then raise my servo.

"Welcome to the Wreckers!" he said with a true smile on his face.

And so I became the first femme Wrecker in history.

Alpha Trion was so happy for me. He gave me so many hugs for my accomplishment.

I was happy for myself as well.

But like every beautiful moment, there has to be something to ruin it.

That day I went back home early without my guard. I was about to have a serious talk with my Sire.

I sat on the living room waiting for my Sire to arrive. Just as I was thinking about him. I heard the house unit door slide open. I look up and saw the mech that I have been waiting for.

By only looking at his face, I could tell that he was not a happy mech right now. He had anger written all over his blue optics.

"SilverWing what is this about you joining the Wreckers?!" Sire asked well more like yelled. You could even hear the rage on his voice from a mile away.

"Like you hear Sire. I'm the first femme Wrecker in Cybertronian history. I told you that I wanted to be a Wrecker. Now I am one" I said standing up from my sitting position ready for what was coming to me.

"I won't accept that my daughter will be putting her life at risk on dangerous missions that she might not even come back alive" Sire said.

"I was not asking for your permission. I could do whatever I please and you can not stop me from doing it" I said crossing my arms over my chest.

"Yes, I can. I'm your Sire and you will listen to me" he said.

"Your my Sire that's correct! But get this through your prosoccer! I'm no longer a sparkling! I'm a grown-up Cybertronian! Why can you get that! I don't need a guard to look out for me every single hour of my fucken life!" I yelled.

"Don't you dare raise your voice with me, young lady. I'm your Sire and you will respect me!" he yelled.

"GRRRR! You know what Sire! You can no longer control my life! It was fun when I was small but I'm older now! Why can you let me go?!" I yelled.

"SilverWing I don't want to..." Sire started but I cut him off.

"I know! I know! You don't want to loose me like you did with my Carrier! I'm sick and tired of the same shit!" I yelled before leaving the living room.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked.

"I'm leaving and never coming back!" I yelled.

"SilverWing stop right there!" Sire yelled but I didn't listen and walk out the door with an angry expression.

"SilverWing please I can lose you!" Sire yelled running after me.

I came to a stop, turning my helm back but not my body.

"To bad Sire, you already did. Goodbye Optimus Prime" I said and took off running from what I use to call home.

And so my life changed ever since. I now live with the Wreckers. Even though I'm the only femme here it's not that bad of a life. It's the best life I could ever ask for.

I made two great friends which are also my roommates. Bulkhead. A green bulky mech and Wheeljack the same white, green, and red mech that I had fought when I first came here.

Ever since the little fight with my Sire. I haven't spoken with him or have seen him.

And I like it like that.