Greetings. Sence everyones doing stories about themselves, I thought that perhaps I should tell you my story. This one's for my Rival, Drifter. You want to know how I met Queen? well, Here you go.

 

 

I stood tall on the rocky ledge of a cliff, gazeing down at the jungle below me. Tall, metal trees towered high above a steel ground. Fromwhere I was standing I could see the river which ran through the jungle. "Mine.... all of it... My realm." I whispered with a small grin. And it was my realm. I owned the land for miles around. Me and my pack. No one dared to challenge my for it. Other creatures had tried. And not one of them walked away from a territorial fight against me and lived. This was something I took great pride in. I glanced over my shoulder at my Sharkticon and Allicon warriors. They still hadn't woken up. But that was fine. I always got up before the rest of the pack. It gave me a chance to hunt alone. Suddenly, my smile faded. I saw signs of something running through the jungle. That ment one of two things, 1: It ment prey, 2: It ment some one was invadeing my territory. quietly, I went from robot mode to beast mode, and scaled down the side of the cliff. I moved through the forest with the swift, silent pace of a predetor. Suddenly, I froze. I had caught scent of the invader. I stood still, puzzled. Atfirst I thought it was the scent of a Sharkticon, but then I thought perhaps Allicon. Either way, I knew that it wasn't one of my pack.... and that made it fair game.... I crouched down low in some bushes, Waiting. I could tell that the creature was headed this way, and I knew that it was going to have to run right in front of me. After about two seconds of waiting, the invader ran into the clearing. It stopped for breath and stood there panting and bleeding. I could tell that the creature was injured and weak from fatigue. Perfect. I was just about to pounce when Something made me hesitate, I stared at my prey in amazement. It smelled like a Sharkticon, it had armor like a Sharkticon, but it did not look like a Sharktion. It was taller and slimmer then most drones, and It's chest cavity was differnt from any sharkticons I had ever seen. Also, something else made me pause. I heard about five other beasts, in persuit of this first one. My lips pulled back in a hateful snarl. "Quintissons..." I hissed. The word alne made me want to spit. I hated Quintissons. I hated them with every fiber of my being... The Sharkticon like figure glanced overit's shoulder and cried out in fear as a small batallion of Quintissons appeared. they were all armed with Harpoon cannons. The odd-looking Sharticon turned and started to run, but only made it a few feet before it collapsed against a tree from pure exaughstion. The Quintissons quickly surrounded it and aimed there spear cannons at the creatures core. I watched grimly, knowing that no matter what this situation would end in death, the question on my mind was... whose death? and what part would I play in it...?

 

TO BE CONTINUED........ :tfevil :tfevil :tfevil

I remember that... If it wern't foryou I would've been--- Oops! Don't wanna give away the ending.

Enlarged CHEST CAVITY!!!! I'm gonna' kill him, plain and simple, I'm gonna' kill him just for that. :tfmad

LOL. Ease up Drifter, he didn't know any better back then. Oh man, I was drinking rootbeer, you just made me choak on it.

Sorry, I didn't mean you any harm.....stupid SK....can't live with him....can't live without him.....bah.....