Underlined text are Optimus' thoughts, btw. Have fun!


Full throttle.

He was racing, pretty fast for a truck, in the streets of Washington – he was merely responding to one another Decepticon sighting.

He had something which he hadn't had for vorns, hope. Hope that he could end this war for good. Before it harmed any other human or Cybertronian.
And he struggled to make it work. He and his Autobots were allied with NEST, working together to rid Earth of the Decepticons.

It had to work.

When he reached the outskirts of the city, he spotted the maniacal Decepticon wildly running on the highway, scraping the asphalt with his pedes.
Only Primus knew if the 'Con had killed any humans.

Transforming, he lunged at him, pulling him away from the highway, too, swinging an Energon blade at his faceplate.
The Decepticon dodged.
Growling, Optimus tried again, finally catching the Decepticon in the arm. He ignored the cry of pain – hah, he was used to hear them and he also knew how to not to care – as he delivered a kick.

As the Decepticon's chassis hit the ground, multiple screams reached his ear finials.

Humans.

With the aggression and randomness of the fight, they were next to the highway once again.
Grabbing a limb, he dragged the Decepticon back, intending to swing the blade at him somewhere where he wouldn't end up cutting a human being.

But it all happened in a sudden.

He was blasted across the battlefield.

"Seems like humans are your weakness, Prime!"

Did every Decepticon have to taunt him like him - Megatron?

Gritting his denta, Optimus slowly pulled himself up, still managing to recover from the hit of the blaster. His vision swam for a while, but with a few clicks of optics, it was nothing.

He attacked the Decepticon once again, dodging two punches, cutting him on the side. Energon poured out of the wound, the green of the grass overwhelmed by the dark purple.

He then shot him right at the center of the chassis, pieces of armor clashing on the ground.

Once.
Twice.
Trice.

A glimpse of light blue reached his optics.
The spark chamber.

"It would be better if you stayed away from them!"

With another lunge, Optimus thrust his blade into the Decepticon's spark, watching as the hues of blue left the chamber. A servo tried to reach Optimus' faceplate, shaking, to scratch the battle mask off the Autobot leader's face.

An eerie screech of Cybertanium against Cybertanium – he pulled his blade back, letting the lifeless shell fall.

He retracted the blade, and returned to the highway to see the damage done, only to be greeted by a hit on his helm.

"You are so weak!"

Another hit, this time with a blaster, and Optimus was sprawled on the ground.
This time, his vision came and went, his systems desperately trying to stabilize his vision.

[WARNING: ENERGON LEVELS LOW]

His lines were cut. He was leaking somewhere.
But before he could spot the leak, he was hit once more.

He winced, doing his best to drag his chassis away, to give his arm some space to swing and attack the Decepticon. He indeed swinged his arm, but it wasn't as strong as before, he was losing himself. His control of his chassis.

[ENERGON LEVELS TOO LOW – ENGAGING STASIS LOCK]

No!

He desperately tried to resist his own protocols, servos going limp with each struggle. Vents finally coming to a stop with a hiss.
His vision darkened…

...and the only thing he saw was the long, thin green grass on the floor.


Yep, 'Cons just love attacking Optimus. And it just wasn't his lucky day, I guess. XD

Anyway, new chapter upcoming! Just wait! Thank you so much for reading!