I don't know why, but I had a huge urge to write this. Its pretty weird FYI. But I'm Huge fan of almost anything, From Care-bears to RVB. I'm a major fan.

I Don't Own Beast Wars, Sadly.

A feline stalked though the hot Sahara plains, hoping to find an oasis of fresh water. Or at least what would soon become the Sahara plains, on a landmass that is, or would soon be called Africa. Yellow and black spot merged on the creature. Well, when your far enough away they seem to merge. The cheetah looked up from its trudging state. A large pool of clear blue water.

The cat drove it's feet faster to the fresh water. It slowed finally once it reached the water's edge. The cat cautiously looked around in search of predators. Concluding that there were none, it lapped at the clear water. The heat was slowly going down. But it wasn't enough. The sun burning the cat's back was strong enough, the scorning sand added to the pain, but what tip her over the unbearable heat of a female cheetah.

Cheetor know the day was coming. He just chose to ignore it. The alternation form Cheetor scanned was a female in fact, but it was the effects of the female that jacked the cat's systems. Cheetor was always a femme, but when the Axalon crashed a the memory files had been deleted. And it was early in the 'voyage' too. No time for anyone to know she was a femme. Sure when she went on the Axalon, she had a throat shaft infection. Making her sound deeper and more mech-like. But now that it has healed up, she sound like a femme. So she had to purposely make it deep, every time she talked.

Now if they were else where, she'd be fine telling she was a femme. But this was war. With really mean mechs. They would hurt her with a second thought, if that. Cheetor wasn't stupid. When they crash landed she had a feeling, a bad one, and changed her sex tag to mech and changed her designation to a more mech like name.
She knew she was a little akward in battle cause she really didn't know how to fight, mechly. Pit she could barely fight, but mechs like fights. Mostly. She had to focus not swinging her hips, like BA, in battle. Or keeping her voice masculine when she screamed.

Rhinox was a genius and even he couldn't go though all the name files and figure out who was who. To many variables, plus the database was pretty much wiped out.

But when they scanned the animals, none of them knew the kind of effects that would happen. And female animals go into heat. Femmes did not, and that's a fact. But Cheetahs apparently do.

Cheetor panicked when she felt the first wave of heat. Thankfully it had been long since the beginning of the beast wars. Then she might have crumbled and told her team about her feminine secret. But now she had a strong mind, teenager like. But she remember when the heat happened (Roughly 6 months before Cutting Edge) The heat over took her. She had been out on a small scouting mission, just find energon deposits. No biggy. It hit hard all at once. The sun trained down on her harder than before. Her legs ached, a pounding processor ache throbbed. Mature thoughts ran through her, heavy breathing, smells unlike she had smelt before. She had looked for the smell for a good 15 cycles before realizing it was herself.

She didn't know what to do. She thought she was turning into a slut. Then it struck her, Female animals are sluts during their heat. They smelled funny, and were quite weak during that time period.

Fortunately she did some sneaking around and stole a couple of suppressants from BA's room. Not much but enough to get her through the heat waves. She just tried doing a bunch of scouting missions so she only had to take suppressants when she was in the base.

Unfortunately, BA apparently noticed and locked her box of suppressants. And Cheetor was out of luck. Not that she like the name Cheetor much. She kinda preferred Che, or Che-Che. But like pit that was gonna happen.

And eventually over time she may or may not have developed a tiny crush on bird-dog. He was just so kind and sweet, and loving and... uhhh, she wasn't getting anywhere with him. No matter how that witch, BlackArachnia, treated him. Che knew for a fact, she could treat him better, better than she can! But that definitely wasn't going to happen.

Anywho... She really wanted to break up there relationship. Even if she couldn't have him. But if would be weird to see a teen male hit on a grow mech in a relationship. But it did make more sense for a teen mech to hit on a female with a body like a model. And as weirded out as Cheetor was, she did just that. She hoped she could anger SilverBolt enough where he was tired of fighting for BA, and just break up! She'd love to show the world she was a female and could freely hit on SilverBolt. Making him love her and not the spider. But that couldn't happen, for her life. You'd think by now she could tell that she was a femme? But your totally wrong. Late one night, after the maximals' thought she had gone to curfew. She had over heard them...

That one late night

"Some days I wish I would of pretended to be a mech. But I was ever so fucking foolish..." BlackArachnia randomly said in the middle of their game of poker. The rest of the crew looked at her. What were they suppose to say? The only other femme that had interacted with is, well, was AirRazor. But she was long gone, and they had little to no experience with Femme emotions. But they knew one thing, femme emotions are deadly roller coasters.

"Why do you say that my love?" SilverBolt asked in a noble voice. Che could almost feel herself melt when he spoke. She barely clamped her muzzle from growling when SilverBolt draped an arm around BlackArachnia.

"Fido, don't be stupid." She say as if she had already explained to them the situation. He gave her an adorable blank look. She rolled her eyes and continued. "We're dealing with master criminals here. Not afraid of raping femmes..." She trailed off as a suggestion. Optimus gave her, his most quizzical stare.

"Earlier on he forced me to berth. Littering me with cuts and bruises." She muttered as she laid down a pair of kings. She refused to look at the circle of mechs.

"Who would hurt you, my love?" SilverBolt snarled, he bared his teeth as he wrapped BA in a warm embrace. "I'll rip him to shreds..."

Cheetor thought quite opposite, 'A rapist jerk for queen bitch. How suiting...' She gave a cat grin, she decided to listen back in before missing a piece of the juicy gossip.

"Megatron." She stated quite simply. "Afterwards he sneered in my audio receptor, 'This is what happens to femmes. I guess you should of been smarter, yessss...' I afterwards I found he had impregnated me. I had to abort the sparkling. It killed me inside, but I couldn't keep it. Not with the war... It left a void..." Even as she spoke of darker things, BlackArachnia never lost the evenness tone in her voice.

But Che still had that cat grin as she stalked off to her berthroom.

End of that night.

Now it was long after that time, that Che's heat struck again. And BA may not of said it out loud. But she knew some was taking her medication. Cheetor swore aloud the first time she found out the box was locked. She was in trouble, though the pain hadn't hit hard yet, she could feel in her gut that it was coming soon. And things could lead to another. She could become desperate in the heat, and become pregnant and she couldn't live with herself if she aborted...

She had to get out, she need air bad. She must get these thought off her processor or she was gonna go crazy. Cheetor wasn't on her shift so that meant nothing to think about. Like come on, even monitor duty you watched the screen for something. She had nothing to do. It was later at night, not crazy late when OP would kill her for being up, just not like sunset late.

She wondered if she could sneak out of a midnight stroll. That was simple enough. But how would she get past rattrap? Well, he did play late night poker. Maybe she would get lucky. She really couldn't think of a better plan. Her processor throbbed with the thought of thoughts. She really needed the calmness of nature. It reminder her of Tigerton.

She poked her helm out of her berthroom. Clear. No bots in sight. She tip-toed down the hallway. It almost made her want to go back to her room. The shadows lurking on the walls, the tension of being caught. A loud crack of thunder, she trembled. Thunder and lightening scared her half to the pit! But it didn't spook Cheetor. But it spooked Che quite a bit. Then an alarm rang out.

'Scrap, I'm caught!' She yelped in one of her thoughts. She was already devising a story of why she was out. Then it struck her, that was a stasis pod alert alarm. She saw SilverBolt emerge from his berthroom from the corner of her optic. She called from over her shoulder, "Hey SilverBolt." It drove her crazy about the deepness in her voice, but it was that and a few downsides of being a mech or get raped. She'll take the first.

The mutt gave her a disgusted look and growled quietly. Now externally she shrugged her shoulder and gave an optic roll. But in the inside she was crying. It was hard for her to trust. And even harder to love someone. But once she had her heart set on something or someone, it was stuck on it. (Accidentally or not). Sure, she deserved that for trying to break up their relationship, but was all that truly necessary? SilverBolt thought it was, and there was nothing she could do to change it.

She quickly waked to the control room with her head down. She tried to pass it off as sleepiness, by running into things and walking slowly. But she was just trying to hide the watering in her eyes. She rapidly blinked them to make the excess 'water'. When she got to the bridge Optimus was already talking, he noticed her walking in.

"Little late I see, Cheetor?" He questioned Cheetor snapped 'his' head up and looked at 'his' leader a bit sheepishly.

"Uh... Yeah little tired. Not fully awake yet" She replied in hasty voice. Rattrap piped up.

"Yeah, Da kiddo ran into a wall, twice." He punched the feline in the shoulder. Optimus looked at the cat with an eye.

"Well, I'll need you to wake up, we're heading to a sector terrain that your best at." He finally said after at moment. "Meet me at the front entrance in 5 cycles."

Lightening crack around the high terrain. A large wasp flew around with a oval pod. A purple Cyber-T-Rex was flying right behind it. The T-rex chuckled darkly.

On the over end, Cheetor was flying high over the terrain, she land on a ledge beside Optimus. His device made a small beep noise. Cheetor hover herself near the bigger bot.

"Not a bling, blip or blup, Big bot. Maybe It was just a frequency from the charged air waves?" She really wanted to get out of the rain! She watching his facial expression change in a moment.

"No, it was a beckon! " He scolded her, "There's a stasis pod out here, some where." He said in a quieter voice.

"Then something must be jamming it." She concluded.

"More like, some one." He replied grimly. And after his statement the Cyber-T-Rex and wasp flew up behind them. Startling the pair in the processor.

"Gee, I wonder who..." Cheetor deadpanned with an expression belonging to only a teenager. She looked back to her commander, then together then looked at the T-rex as he charged his hand laser... thing. Optimus loaded his chest guns. Then a fire was exchanged as the smaller bots from each other side hid behind the bigger mech. Maybe to encourage them on, who knows.

One of Megatron's laser nearly hit Cheetor. She yipped "Hey!" Waspinator grunted as one of Primal's laser's nearly got him.

"Ahhh!" OP yelled as he was struck (Finally, how bad is both of ya'lls shooting?!) by one of Megatron's rounds. Cheetor looked back towards her leader, forgetting the major threat. She looked back remembering the danger at arms. But it was to late. She was taken down as well.

The Predacon leader turned back to his subordinate, "Protect that pod with your life Waspinator, your life!" He snarled/hissed. Then he was hit in the back by Optimus. Refuse to let them leave. Another fire exchange was given. One of the shot hit the bug and he released the pod.

"No~" He screamed, transformed and raced down to fetch it. The pod tumbled and landed on the edge of a cliff. Cheetor spotted this, she thanked primus her head ache had gone down. Her feet pushed off the cliff as she flew down to race the Wasp for it. Waspinator saw her, gasped and grabbed the rope and fired at her. Cheetor dodge income rounds. Till a round in the back from Megatron hit her. Megatron laughed as she went down. And fired again at OP.

Cheetor landed on the hard ground, she wasn't going to give up. She heard the bug laugh at her and flew away. She wouldn't tolerate this kind of mockery! She groaned and transformed, she was gonna get him and get him good!

"Hang on Big Bot! I'll give him some to fret about." She knew she was being a bit rash, but her heat was staring to affect her thinking. Se pulled out her sniper, if she couldn't have the stasis pod, they couldn't either! Wait what did she just say? She heard Optimus Say 'no Cheetor', but that didn't screw up her shot. No it was what she just thought. Why would she ever say such a think? The bot could change, like BA had. What had cause this impulse?

She watched in horror as her shot miss and hit the ledge OP was on. She watched him yell as he tumbled down. She was such an idiot! What had she done?

"No Optimus!" She almost forgot her cover. She jumped down and transformed and Mega-jerk laughed. He and the bug sped off to who knows where.

She started looking under the cliff, then to her horror she spotted his giant servo stick out under a bunch of heavy looking rocks. Sparking. She instantly started to dig him out. After what felt like forever a disc shot out. She jump out of the way. Barely .

'So... you like rough?' She trailed off in her helm she shook it to get rid of the thought. One mech shot stuff like that. "Hey, take it easy with the power pizzas." Out of the darkness DepthCharge faithfully emerged.

"Looks like you had trouble." He stated in his batman voice, it sent shivers up her spine. She groaned in response. Cheetor bet if she had answered verbally she might of said something not necessary. Optimus began to regain consciousness.

"Megatron, Waspinator..." He said in a weak voice.

"And Rampage?" He cut the commander off.

"Uh, no. Woulda remembered him." Che said. She knew she was in deep trouble.

"I've fine tuned my scanners to lock on to his Spark signature." He mutters, then abruptly speaks, "The reading it this way!" He jumps and transforms before flying away.

"No," Optimus yells, "You are not to engage them without back up!" It's obvious in his voice that he know DepthCharge isn't listening. "Do you hear me? DepthCharge!" He bellows at the Manta Ray.

"Man, Big Water Bat totally shined you..." Just because she, acted like a he didn't mean she has to talk like an old bot. She was still a teen mind you!

"Seems to be a trend..." Oh yea, she was in trouble, "You put that protoform at risk, Cheetor!" He yelled at her. She flinched.

Maybe if she played the dumb kid card..."Huh? I-I was trying to save our circuits!" She pleaded. That was half true.

"Even so," He chastised, "We don't trade one life for another!"

"But it was a blank!" How come she was the only one here seeing this? "Even if megs fires it up, its just gonna be a pred." She wanted to stick by her statement.

"I can see how that makes sense..." She thought he was finally understanding, but there was that tone, "But not now Cheetor, it innocent!" 'Innocent, Innocent? The worst things come from innocent!' She thought in rage. She watched a her leader tried to transform. She gasped as sparks flew. "I'm going to go get repairs. You get some back up and assist DepthCharge." He commanded. Help? Did he not think she was help enough? What else was he to think, she was only a 'child'. She watched him transform despite the sparks.

The moment he was out of ear shot, she began talking to her self. She had a habit of doing that. "Back up. Uninstall that." She was gonna show him that she could take care of her self. "No matter what some people think this cat can handle a situation!" She transformed and let out a yowl. She could be fine by herself. Damn hormones.

Finally she arrived at her destination. It took no joke forever to located the Manta Ray. She had seen Megatron bring something to life, but she hadn't gotten close enough to hear. The first thing she heard was,

"And to think I was wondering who to shoot first." DepthCharge sneered, then watched the thing that looked like Dinobot attack him.

Then she saw Megatron command Dinobot to kill him. She watched knowing her place. If she stuck too soon, she would give herself away and possible. Or wait for a more perfect moment to strike and have DepthCharge possibly off-lined. She wasn't the kind of bot to let someone offline. Most of the time.

You know happens from there. If not watch the show. Episode; Feral Scream. She shoots stuff, get shots, grabs a hover thing, fly up to the machine takes the device and throws it to DepthChage, and gets stuck in the machine, overload, and she 'dies'.

Systems coming on line...

Designation: Cheetor...

Fraction: Wild

Internal damage: Heavily severe...

External damage: Critical...

EMP: Non-similar...

Energy Levels: Offline low

Spark pulse: Female, Error... Femme... Female Error... Femme Error... Systems crashing, abort?

Organic Code: Cheetah

Well, that was new. Cheetor looked through her systems checks once more.

Designation: Cheetor

Fraction: Maximal

Internal damage: None

External damage: None

EMP: Normal levels

Energy Level: 100%

Spark Pulse: Femme

Everything was normal. Maybe it was just a glitch. She didn't have any organic code did she? And Cheetor was a Maximal, not wild. Whatever that was. She'd have to ask Rhinox. Well that could lead to Rhinox asking questions, she decided better not push her luck. Wait she wasn't dead. Her last memory file showed her being tortured by that tower thing. And a white light then boom. Nothing. But their was a dream.

Dream

Where she walking slowly through a dead man's land. Boulders and dead tree show no signs of life. It was creepy. She looked down, she gasped. Every part of her body was flawless. Perfectly angled, from her nails to her tail. Her hips dip and looked so temping. She ran, she could almost feel herself fly. It was amazing. She spotted a large pool of water. She carefully crept closer to the edge of the pool. She peer at the figure staring at her.

She was beautiful. She plates were golden, shiny. (Like the shiny after BA's transformation). She was... She had no words for it. She looked deeper into the water. Che saw something. What was it? She could feel the cool water lap at her black crystal nose. She strained to look at the movement. She slipped.

She felt the coolest of the water for a moment, then nothing. She looked around. Just grayness. Then the CR grew from the ground. At least what could be counted as the ground. She watched it open, the darkness scared her. She couldn't see into it. She backed away, her teammates gathered around her. They screamed in fear.

"Ah~ SilverBolt, what is that thing?" BlackAchachnia scream, as she tucked herself neatly into his arms. Smirking at the cat. Her teammates quickly recoiled from her and pulled their weapons on her.

"What? I'm Cheetor, I-I'm a femme, see?" She pulled her to her helm to show she meant no harm. Maybe they would make her go into the darkness. They didn't take it.

"Well, then..." Rhinox slyly replied,"If your Cheetor. It looks as if you changed a bit..." Rattrap picked up for him. Stalking closer to her.

"We'll just have to see what made you, different." He said as he pushed her into the machine, then close the hatch. She screamed, something wasn't right. She felt weird. Her limb felt like they were growing, shrinking, morphing into things it shouldn't.

"Primus..." She heard SilverBolt mutter, "What a monster. Hahahaha." Then door opened she tried hiding deeper into the CR chamber as the light hit her. But SilverBolt's clawed hand dragged her out. She limped/hobbled to regain her balance. She turned her head as her teammates mocked her. She couldn't do this. She began to run, but tripped on something. And fell into the ground. On impact to awoke.

End of dream

She thought it best to know were she was and how to get back to... Scrap. Optimus was gonna kill her. Pit, maybe bring her back to life so that he could kill her again. Cats do have nine lives. She began to stand up. Bad idea. Her leg wobbled for a split second. An uncomfortable pain broken through her legs. The heat, how could she be so stupid. Her belly ached and the sky seem to spin. She couldn't let herself crumble to pieces, no this was only a wave. When it passed she'd get back to base ASAP.

"Oh Primus..." She drew out. The more she moved the more she hurt. Maybe if she just stayed still. She didn't move a joint. Cheetor focused on her breathing. The stars began to moved so fast like, if she didn't watched them, they would go right pass her. After about two mega cycles (two hours) she tried to move. Finding the bare minimal movement she could take without too much pain.

She stumbled past rocks, and dead trees. The creepiness of the land was starting to freak her out. It was almost like her dream. She spotted a pool. She didn't dare look at her limps as her moved closer. It seemed odd to her that she still hadn't seen the damage, she just guess she hadn't looked because of the external damage report saying that she was fine.

She looked into the pool, she, she she was a demon. Nothing like her dream, except the monster part. Her body was, mismatched. But it showed just how feminine she was. Muscle, cables, fur, metal was in dispatches. She was to say, a monster. She started tearing at her self. She couldn't do this. The pressure was far to heavy on her shoulders already, this was the crashing force. She thrashed her left side against a large boulder. What would they think of her? Negative things, that's what.. She yowled, a demon cry rang out. Was that her? Cheetor knew she was speaking in cheetah tongue, "I'm a monster!" She wailed on in the language of the cat.

She paused her she heard a loud screech. She had heard it before. Where? Where? Where had she heard that nightmarish screech before? Then it hit her, the copy of Dinobot. He was near. What was he doing at the way out here? In this weather no less. She jumped stone to stone to find where the enemy was. Doing so unlocked something in her. A primal urge that took her mind off the heat, like an override control. Hunting. She was hunting.

She paused and decided to listen in once more. The sound was much clearer. She could even make out some conversation.

"Ain't that a kick in the Lug-nuts. Hehehe" Mmmmm, lug-nuts... She shook those thoughts from her head. DepthCharge, what was he doing? She watched the three mechs talk to him. She got some of the talk, but she just couldn't understand them speaking. But she could easily read the hostile body postures. They were gonna hurt DepthCharge. They were gonna hurt her teammate, her packmate. They were gonna have to go through her first.

But what if he recognized her? But a small voice told her he wouldn't. Pit, she barely recognized herself. She had a lot of major changes, that and she actually looked like a femme & had severe damage to her outer. (But she didn't know her body was already healing). She took a leap of faith. She watch one of them close in on her packmate. Whitish with, not pink, but a lightish red. (Betcha Can't guess which TV show that comes from.)

She yowled a warning in native tongue.

"Leave him alone!" They all paused and looked around. They heard the threat. At least she thought they understood her, but all they heard was yowls. They moved in once more. Cheetor thought they were being disobedience. They had to pay. She yowled and leap closer, taking cover of some rocks. All at once Cheetor leaped past them and knocked them over. She left an extra gift on the large purple one. He seem to be the pride leader.

She hide behind a rock as they talked. She waited as they found out she was going to be a large problem. She heard one, the smaller one judging by the sound of the foot steps, was charging at her. The steps stop, she leaped into the air and onto the enemy. She tackled him in mid-air and dragged him back to the ground. When they hit the ground. Or should I say when QuickStrike's back hit the ground with Cheetor on top of him, she began hacking at him. She dragged her razor sharp claws against anything that was open, and when he covered something with one of his arms, she clawed it to the point of hanging by bare wires.

He kicked her sharp in the gut. She in returned she kicked him back, and he tumbled from behind the rock. She grabbed his tail and attacked him again. When he looked non-salvageable she threw his tail in the air for good measure. He hurt her packmate, she hurts him. Fair enough.

She pricked her ears when she heard the cocking of guns. She wanted more of the feeling. Having the blood on her claws, the flesh in her mouth, the screams of pain and mercy. She wanted more. She moved to new cover. Dodging in the shadows to appear as if she was using teleportation to move new locations. She hope this tactic work in striking more fear into her prey.

Her efforts were rewarded with gasps. She decided to move. She ran at almost full speed, just slow enough for her enemies to see her. She watched as each's face wretched into different forms of terror as she 'removed' them. She smiled as she watched the purple one fall of the cliff from the comfort of her boulder. She growled in tongue.

"Safe, Packmate safe." It was almost as if a protective gear kicked in. Maybe it had. She didn't think to long about it. She leaped over to DepthCharge. Was he okay? Did the pred bastards hurt him? That was a weird word, pred. It sounded short for something, but what? She steadied herself on him, placing her fore-paws on him.

"Are you hurt?" She asked. He looked at her in terror. He didn't recognize her, that was good. But didn't he hear her? "Are you hurt?" His health was her main concern at the moment. Why wasn't he responding? Did they do something to he voice? She talking to him right? She was prepared to ask again when something, or someone cut her off.

"DepthCharge!" A larger bot cut her off, he looked familiar. Was he her friend? A packmate. But all the bots up seemed like they were afraid of her, what if this one was trying to get rid of her? But she just couldn't bring herself to attack it. He didn't look like he was trying to hurt packmate. His kind and gentle eyes told her otherwise against her instincts. She leaped to a boulder a safe distanced away. Her ruby red eyes connected with his. He released packmate from the bonds that held him. Packmate was safe with him. Che knew this would not be the last time she saw these strange beasts. She dashed into the darkness.

Okay if you haven't taken note, Cheetor or Che is losing her memory about the Maximals and Predacons. She is now infused with organic code, so she really is part cheetah. Earlier she just had code instructions for her body. Now she has urges. Because of it it is hard for her cheetah half to work with her robotic half. Because I'm betting in her first form she had 50% Animal code with 50% Robotic code. Second form 20% animal code with 80% robotic. And this form like 85% animal and 15% robotic. So she has weapons, but response more like an animal.

Stang Out!