I don't own Transformers.
Sentinel betrayed us. Optimus trusted him, and he betrayed us And now, I have paid the price. "What have you done?" I gasp, as rust spreads over my fingers, and they fall off.
All around me, I can hear explosions. Bumblebee is ducking behind things, dodging the shots from the Prime. For a second, I feel proud, that he can do this.
Then, the rust starts to come toward my face, and all I am aware of is the pain. It's at my neck now, and I plummet into darkness.
The first bot I see is my bondmate Chromia, who was killed four years ago, in Egypt. Her optics wide, she comes toward me, but I can see the sadness.
"I had hoped you would not be here this soon."
"I missed you, Chromia."