The scent of burning metal was unmistakable. A few Transformers lay dead, most Decepticon but for one Autobot, just more casualties of war. How had this happened? And more, how can I still be alive? Thought the lone mech, beaten and broken amidst the bodies. We lost again. And this was Megatron's plan to destroy the Autobots? Stupid slagger. The mech thought as another painful wave of electricity coursed through what was left of him. The mech took another painful breath, wincing as he caught the scent of more burning metal and gunpowder. T-This isn't how it was supposed to end, he thought as brilliant red optics began to close. D-damn you, Megatron…