The Constructicon Scrapmetal sometimes felt like he wasn't apart of the team. Like the others didn't respect him. Was it because of his name? He didn't know the answer. When he and team arrived on Earth, it was he who told them of the constrution vehicles. It was he who told them about squishies. He got no thanks, but though the only one who did was Scavenger.
Under the command of Soundwave, he and his buddies were told to wait for the signal. The actual Constructicon leader, Mixmaster, was ordered to lead the group on a ship that was crossing the Atlantic. Scrapmetal received the coordinates. When they arrived at the docks, Scavenger and Hightower were forced to stay behind. The signal came when they were seemingly in the middle of nowhere. Ravage the signal, initiated the mission. The mission to revive their leader. He and his buddies transformed once they were cleared squishies. Scrapmetal was the first to jump after Ravage, the others following suit. The salt water felt odd against him, and the pressure felt crushing. Nearing the ocean floor he activated his lights, again the others following suit. He backed up and gave his buddies some space, Ravage landing near his leader's deformed frame.
The cat-like Con released Scraphel, or the Doctor.
"'eed partz. KILL ze little one."Scrapmetal wasn't the smallest Con there, but he understood what was going on. He was being sacraficed. Long Haul's hulking mass held him down, his commander ripped him apart. His buddies soon joined in. Seconds later he felt...