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6
Not far from Optimus, Jetfire was locked in combat with Starscream. Starscream charged Jetfire, but the aged Autobot whacked him with his wheel cane. Starscream spiraled to the right with a grunt. The teenagers cheered him on. Starscream regained his balance, and suddenly his right arm was a particle cannon. Jetfire realized this too late. In the time it took for his aged brain to process what he was seeing, Starscream had blasted him to a heap. Jetfire lay there, smoking. Starscream towered over him, a clawed foot resting on his body. He cackled evilly.
"Let this be a message to all Autobots! Those who dare defy Megatron shall DIE without mercy! We shall resurrect the Fallen and none shall stand in our way!"
Starscream cackled again and leaped into the air, transforming as he did so. "Remember that, insects!" He blasted away. Sam ran to Jetfire's side.
"Jetfire! Jetfire!" Sam put his hands on the smoking heap that was Jetfire. He heard a sudden moan and the huge Autobot shifted. He got up unsteadily and picked up his cane.
"Ugh! I feel like I was run over with a wrecking ball, then used for soccer!"
Sam grinned, followed by the others.
"Good to have you back, Jetfire!"
