The Victim and the Transformer [TFP FF]

18 - The Spirits of a White Wolf

The Spirits of a White Wolf ~ Chapter Eighteen

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The cat girl infront of me gave out a soft purr before jumping off and sat on her haunches.

"Raz-chan~! Nya~!" Felicia meowed cutely and pawed her face softly before I sat up from the ground. "So much for being transformed from a dragon to being pounced by a cat girl." I grumbled under my breath causing Ryu to chuckle softly.

With a sigh, I watched Felicia pawed my face with a delicate white paw before nuzzling her face under my chin and sweared under my breath that I almost heard her purr.

"Felicia," I hissed watching her stop nuzzling, "I swear to God that you will be the next meal of my wolves."

Without a word, she took a step back away from me before finally looking at me with a guilty look and she had her ears down.

"And you make yourself a bait into her trap." Ryu added as the others chuckled at my reaction before going stiff.

I was busy glaring at Felicia and didn't notice that my inner wolf spirits have taken its toll over my body. I let out a malicious snarl at Felicia, which she tremble from my sharp order before laying down at the ground with her front paws infront of her face.

With a huff, I got up from the ground and stormed out of the empty hallways before Ryu looked at Felicia with a demanding look.

"I...I think I have anger her wolf spirits...." She mewled softly with a slight tremble and terror in her voice.

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Prowl and Scum were assigned to a very dangerous mission about hunting down a dangerous decepticon who called himself as Hopper and he was last located at the forest area, where most energon mines were located.

"I think this is a bad idea." Scum said recalling the previous event that he volunteered on going with Prowl in this particular mission. "Why?" Prowl asked keeping his guard up.

Scum vented a sigh, "Tracking down a decepticon named Hopper is very oddly strange. We have been scouting the area for like thrice already."

"Indeed. I've noticed that too." Prowl stopped in mid-step when he heard a loud shriek of pain from the northern area of the forest. "Follow that source."

Both quietly hiked towards the source of the sound before they stumbled upon something horrifying.

A large winged predacon was shrieking pain as Hopper whipped the helpless creature with an energon whip and constantly yelled at it. The predacon let out an earsplitting shriek before its limbs gave up under its weight and stumbled unto the hard dirt.

"Get up, you oversized lizard! I am your leader! Listen to m-AHHH!" Hopper yelled out pain as the plasma blast hit his sensitive side, where his newly stitched wound was located.

Hopper turned to see two autobots firmly holding their plasma cannons/blasters directly at him and glared deadly at them.

"Autobots. I should have known that you would be here to track me." He growled watching them surround him. "Keep your mouth shut, Hopper. We know that you sell off exotic predacons to the black market back on cybertron for many eons." Prowl said sternly keeping a watchful eye on Scum as he examined the injured predacon.

"So, what?" The decepticon retorted activating his own blasters. "They were only easy kill from a poacher, like myself."

With a growl, Prowl immediatly send a helm-shattering punch at the left optic of Hopper as the opposing decepticon stumbled back with a yowl of pain before clearing his ringing audio receptors.