Demented Insecticons

Doesn't matter how many times they speak...
Doesn't matter how many times they fight...
Once in a lifetime they come out from the base...
And when they do they make sure everyone knows.

A female Decepticon sits on top of the Decepticon's base watching them talk and laugh to themselves, eating a seeker. She would watch, not caring for the Decepticon seeker, who's cries and curses echoed throughout. Insecticons would assist you if you gave them something in return. How beautiful.

The female looked at the Insecticons. Then a replay of what occured between the Seeker and her. Disrupting her mission, grabbing her goal, her gun, and laughing in her face. Did he not know who she was? No, unfortunatly not. She got up, and smiled evilly to herself.

None of the Decepticons liked her. The didn't bother with her. The Autobots saw her as a threat, and a demented femme, who's own father didin't even acknowledge her existence. So when everyone hates you, and you feel your that your only point in existing is to be a puppet for Unicron, you do what you do best. The female teleported near the Seeker, having the Insecticons laughing and biting the seeker. The seeker was brutally injured, the wings teared, and energon appearing from his lips and eyes.

When everyone hates you, and you have no one to share a simple conversation, you just make more enemies...you get to be feared. And you become a demented Insecticon, like your fellow friends the Insecticons. She grips the Seeker's torso compartment, slams her claws into its spark containtment field, takes it out, and eats it greedilly.

Because at times...even the ones that hated demented Cons are the only comrades...the only companionship to your wretched life.