I don't own Transformers.

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They betrayed us.

The humans betrayed us, even after we fought for them. With them. And now, as I fight Lockdown, I can only think of the humans that I saved. And Sunny. If I die, he dies. I don't often wish that we were only brothers, not twins, but I do now. My brother isn't even on Earth, but still, he's going down.

I block Lockdown for the last time, before he stabs me. But this isn't over. My spark isn't extinguished. No matter what he does, I will never give up Optimus. Lockdown is reaching for me now. And I feel him pull out my spark as I offline.

All around me is light. And Autobots. Hundreds of us. Ironhide, Jazz, Jetfire, and… Sunstreaker. I find myself walking toward my twin. I had hoped that when I was reunited with him, it would be different.

As I look around, I recognize more of us. The Wreckers, Que, Dino. Even with his cloaking technology, Dino couldn't hide.

Now I'm face-to-face with Sunny.

I missed you, brother.