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Castle (Shattered Glass TF)

I'm headin' straight for the Castle

They wanna make me their queen

And there's an old man

Sittin' on a throne that's

Sayin' that I probably shouldn't be so mean

I'm headin' straight for the Castle

They got the kingdom locked up

And there's an old man

Sittin' on a throne that's

Sayin' I should probably keep

my pretty mouth shut

Straight for the Castle

I just blankly scowled at my opponent as music continued to play in my ears. I was sweating and panting slightly. I've been training for hours and they wouldn't let me sleep. They wanted to know how much of my power I could use.

I could use all of it but, physically, I will still get tired. Hatchet always ran painful test to try and get rid of that and it's slowly working. They wanted to make me the perfect weapon.

"STOP!!!" Was all I heard as I came back to reality. I blinked as I realized I had killed the guy with my knives. Again.

I stood straight, a blank scowl still resting on my face. I turned my head, pulling out one of my earbuds, and looked at Lennox. He was dressed in his usual black army clothes. Along with his sparkmate beside him, Ironhide.

"That's the fourth time, Wolf! Now we have to find a new trainer, again!" Lennox said. I looked at the mangled mess and shrugged.

"Oh well." Was all I said. Lennox rolled his eyes. Hide chuckled and gave a sly smile, his red optics staring down at me from the observation deck.

"Sweetspark, I think it'll be fine. Optimus is happy with her progress of killing. He's excited to send her into the field." Hide said. Lennox sighed and the smiled slightly.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. Alright, come on Wolf. Time to report to Ratchet." Lennox said.

"Okay, Papa." I said. I jumped over the ropes and walked out. I grabbed my shirt and was about to throw it on but, when I caught a whiff of the smell, I gave a disgusted look.

"Hey Pops, can I go grab another shirt? This one stinks of sweat." I said. Hide looked at me.

"You'll be fine. If you don't like it then just go without the shirt." He said. I thought for a minute ad shrugged and threw the shirt on the bench.

I was wearing a black sports-bra with a skeleton hand holding up the middle finger. I had on black jean shorts with a chain hanging from the side. I had a black belt looped around it with sharp spikes and a skull on it.

Of course this was only half of my 'fighting uniform' that they had me wear. Though, I didn't mind. I like showing off my tattoos.

"Wolf, stop getting dazed. Pay attention." Papa said. I blinked and looked to see I was walking past the med bay. I raised a brow. Why am I getting so easily distracted today?

We walked in and I sat down on the human sized berth and waited as Hatchet did his normal check ups.

I was bored and I really wanted to get out. I needed some thrill right now. Actually, I need to go out and buy a pack of cigs. I'm out.

"Hey Papa, mind if when we're done here I can go out and buy a pack of cigs? I'm out." I said.

"Take Sunstreaker with you. And buy me a pack as well." He said. I nodded and patiently waited for Hatchet to finish.