Prologue

Bulkhead ducked as a laser missed his head by a few inches.

"Watch it!"

Bee whined an apology, explaining in beeps that a con was behind him. A motorbike shot past the scout and transformed into Arcee, landing on another Decepticon.

"Starscream's up ahead!" Bulkhead yelled as Optimus transformed into a truck to dodge the oncoming slaughter, zigzagging past the missiles the seeker fired at him.

"This is the end Optimus Prime!" He fired another one and got lucky.

"Prime!"

"Optimus!"

He grunted as the missile hit the ground beside him, the explosion hitting his side and making his truck form roll. Optimus recovered and transformed, running at Starscream. The seeker let out a feminine scream and barely dodged before ordering everyone to retreat.

"I saw you take a nasty one there, Optimus, are you alright?" He turned around and looked down at his body. Physically he was fine but his paint was basically gone, so he was almost completely grey except for the occasional red and blue blotches.

"Wow, Starscream ruined your paint job."

"It could've been far worse Bulkhead, Ratchet, I need a ground bridge."

"Message received Prime, opening ground bridge."

END PROLOGUE