A Cut from the Fight
by SMYGO4EVA

The Wrecker figured that he would happen across a Decepticon. He didn't think this soon.

"Now, give me one reason not to rip you apart, Wrecker," Breakdown replied, as he set his optics on Wheeljack. There was a grim and cocky smile on the Decepticon's face. Wheeljack wished for nothing more than to strike him down where he stood. Breakdown was always so proud because of the number of Wreckers he had killed.

But something held him back.

"Because if I scrapped you, Bulkhead wouldn't get the chance to take you down himself. I wouldn't want to take that away from him, Con."

Breakdown's smile only widened, his denta unveiled. "Tch, that's a pretty stupid reason, Wrecker. This can only end with me taking you down, and making sure that your pathetic friend will join you in the Pit."

Wheeljack shrugged nonchalantly and then readied his blades. "What can I say? I'm always there for my friend. What about you?"

With a roar, Breakdown soon ran towards the Wrecker, and Wheeljack moved in to attack.