"What will you do now since your "friends" are no longer around?" Tigressa hissed.
Arcee looked up in terror at the tiger-dragon. The monster was right; what would she do? She lost Jack to the smirking femme in front of her as well as all the other Autobots.
"I don't know," she whispered trying to keep tears from escaping her tired eyes.
Tigressa understood what she had said, but she wanted the blue motorcycle to shout her glorious "plan". She sat on her throne and let her tail pat the ground in a rhythm.
"I'm so sorry, my dear. I didn't catch that. A bit more louder, if you please," Tigressa smirked.
Arcee finally let the tears and emotions out and yelled in sobs, "I don't know, you fucking monster! I don't know! You took everything away from me, everyone that I considered a part of my family! My family!"
The tiger-dragon simply rose a brow with the smirk still present. She had finally broken the strong, independent femme. Take away a person's inspiration for hope and strength, they are nothing. But to feed on these emotions in front of her, that gave her power.
As the Metal Heads dragged the crying motorcycle away to be prepped for her execution, Tigressa looked towards the moonlight which was fragmented by a certain ship's parts and crew that were scattered among the trees and rock.
"No more Cybertron, no more humans!" She screeched as she began to laugh insanely.
The other Metal Heads quickly backed away and winced as she continued to take in the extinction of the Cybertronians.