Righteous- everything Sunstreaker could never again claim to be. He was a murderer. He killed one of his Autobot brothers in a fit of pious rage. Now alone and desperate for a sustainable fuel source he may well have to sacrifice his pride once and for all in order to survive.
Author's Note: Think of this as a test chapter. If you want to read more be sure to REVIEW! This kind of just hit me and I want to see what you guys think. Sunstreaker's damaged psyche is just so intriguing and I really want to look at it in a different way. Kind of like what do you get when Sunstreaker no longer has the restrictions of the Autobot's morales and his brother's tempering presence.
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He hadn't meant it, it had just happened. A quick burst of anger then… nothing. The other 'bot, his comrade, his friend was vacant, empty, his life-force pooling beneath him and slowly soaking into the organic soil beneath Sunstreaker's pedes. He had killed him, had murdered him in an unexpected fit of pious rage. Now there was nothing. Sunstreaker could not return to the other Autobots in his shame; they would execute him, or outcast him at the very least. He would have to disappear. Only Sideswipe would know that he was still alive. Ideally he would have left the planet, disappeared into the vast, empty tracts of space until what was left of his energon reserves ran out, but he had no space craft and he was no flier. He was trapped on that organic little backwater planet, surrounded on all sides by enemies and those he used to call allies. Now he was alone. Perhaps when his supplies ran out Primus would welcome him. After all, he only had seventeen days remaining before he extinguished. If he didn't find a constant fuel source in that time he had no hope and he would just fade away, far too peaceful a death for what he had done to his Autobot brother.
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