This was a request from one of my favourite writers and authors, @PrimrosePrime please feel free to view her stories.

This is where Primrose Prime is a crash landed Autobot and she meets a Cyber-Devil by the name of Valkyrie. Will they get along... Or will something change them altogether.

That is the description of my dear friend @PrimrosePrime.
In this I will take on my Cybertronian/Devil form alongside my CyberWolf  form but I will use my human name Valkyrie.
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Valkyrie is the daughter of Unicron and tha Devil. She was birthed on Cybertron and has figured out her Devil form.
If you are of any religion than please skip this, I don't need to be judged.
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A/N slight mention of drinking... And a few other unhealthy habits, alongside course language and pregnancy.

Valkyrie pov

I lounged across the Energon cubes, on my side with a datapad lying in front of me. I was bored, and all the others were playing Lobbing, working out, video gaming or shouing that they "needed that".

I was watching a show that was based on Father and snacking on home made Energon sweets, with my spiked tail and wings wrapped around my body, when the stern commander in all his glory, came waltzing over.

"Soldier!" he barked.

"No, I'm not a soldier. My name is Valkyrie, I'm 38 million vorns old, am a Techno-Organic-Cyber-Devil and a knight of Cybertron. I slay Decepticons for a living, and here I am acting like a cyberslob and watching these human shows based on my Sire. So don't fragging call me a soldier, my ranking outweighs yours and I'm older than you. Quit irritating me or I will personally use my powers to punish you." I snarled.

The commander turned and left, knowing when I was bored, that I would be more aggressive. Not to mention in later carrying stages and drunk. My uncle Ratchet had lectured me and hidden the high-grade but that never stopped a determined femme like myself. And nobody knew I was carrying. And nobody would know who the sire was. Only I knew. Nobody else.

Many kliks (minutes) later it was recharge time, but I refused, right before hurling up cycles (hours) worth of Energon sweets.

"uhye I'll go recharge." I left the main hanger and escaped to my room collapsing onto my berth..

~time skip brought to you by Knockout poldancing for Optimus~ Next morning

I rolled onto my back and stretched carefully, sitting up I looked at the time 1438.

I pounced off my bed and grabbed my visor cuz I only have one day without my visor for upgrades.

I grabbed my Audiopods (airpods/earphones) and escaped to the main hanger, just as Ratchet asked me to check an escape pod that was about to crash onto the Atlantic.

"Fine, I'll go. But I aint taking no' one of those ridiculous mechs wit' me." I huff.

Uncle Ratchet opened the groundbridge and I waltzed through, with two swords in servo and my special one between my denta looking like the Zoro human from the show OnePiece.

I searched my surroundings and made a stelthy dash towards the surprisingly small escape pod that lay there. I peered at the side, a Decepticon Sparkling escape pod.

A large bang behind me alerted me that a long awaited fight had arrived. I turned my broad frame in the direction of footsteps and dropped into a professional swordfighting position. Beckoning for the 'Cons to dance.

My wings stretched out and my tail lashed, finally, a chance to kick aft and snuff more sparks.

I spun forwards and fought the Vehicons harshly, severing their neck-cabling with the katana braced between my dental, and protecting what could be a 'Bots or 'Cons Sparkling.

Soon all the Vehicons were terminated and Knockout escaped with a series of sword slashes ruining his paint job.

I walk towards the smallish escape pod and the door opened with an ominous hiss.

A Bot no taller than Bumblebee was lying in there, still in stasis. The femme was thin like Arcee and I noticed a tail protruding from the side of her.

I gently lifted the femme out of the pod and checked her Energon levels and pulse. She was stable but had metal burn and was lacking Energon.

I called Uncle Ratchet for a groundbridge and walked through, just as the femme awoke.

I carried her through the hanger and placed her on the medberth. The femme was black with gold and a tad bit of purple. She was a cute one.

"Hold still young one, I need to patch you up." I said softly while welding some plating back together.

The femme looked over at me was confused blue optics. (soz @PrimrosePrime I forgot to ask)

"Who are you? Where am I?" she asked groggily.

"Well young one, I am Valkyrie, and we are in the Autobot base." I say softly. I slipped my visor over my face plates and showed a picture of an Energon cube. The femme nodded and I left to go retrieve said object.

I walked to the storage room and lifted a medicine cube over alongside a normal cube.

" ~Drink up~ Young femme. ~Need strength~" I clipped together.

"You remind me a little of Soundwave. Why do you wear a visor, you weren't wearing it before." she stated.

I slid my visor up and told her the story of being bullied about my "adorable face plates" and how I changed my paint and wore a visor, like Soundwave, my adopted Sire.

"Before I replace my visor, what's your designation?" I asked finally, my visor closing with an ominous hiss.

"I, am Primrose Prime." the femme stated boldly.

I stuck my servo out.

"~Nice to officially meet you~" I shook her servo and nodded before leaving so she could rest.

Recharge well my friend.

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@PrimrosePrime I hope this is good, Imma do another part soon ^-^""