Stinger was barely able to repair herself, she wandered towards what she thought might be Galvatrons signal but due to lack of energon or any other fuel and exsessive damage she finally collapsed in the middle of no where. She was going to offline. Stinger offen pushed ger feelings back but now that she was about to offline she lisened to them, no one would ever know that she offlined here, woukd anyone even care? Did anyone even care for her? She had never felt love, she wasnt around long though. She respected Galvatron but that wasnt love. She loved no one andno one loved her. She was going to offline, alone. It was a sad thought. Stinger's short time online ment she was still a virgin, and she was going to die that way. So this was her final moments, her filled with self-pity. Unloved, alone, she waited intill she offlined. She thought that she might get a slight bit of pleasure before she offlined. She reached her damaged servo down to her interface panel. It opened she reached her valve and stroked it. Bumblebee would love to see her now wouldnt he, he would laugh at how the once great stinger now just the sad, broken remains of her former self, seeking the last bit of plesure from her virgin valve, before she permently offlined. No one will ever love her enough to ever interface with her. She felt clear fluid from her optics leaking through the cracks in her broken visor. She heard footsteps aproching she tried to, do some sort of self defence but she was too weak she did the only thimg she coukd do, close her interface panel. she saw unfamillar pedes infrount of her, she looked up to see if it was a blue eyed autobot or a red eyed desepticon come to see her in her final moments, she glanced up to see a mech with green optics, one of neaither team, she knew it wasnt lockdown she knew lockdown had perished but she Offlined before she could see who it was.
this story will be continued later, i do not own stinger she belongs to hasbro.