AN: Blackout is back!

MCA: Thanks for the tips. And no, I'm not gonna get pissy at you. I'll keep them in mind.

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PART 2

"BUMBLEBEE!" screamed Sam as Blackout swiped at Bumblebee. As he staggered, Discharge fired a pulse at him, sending him over the steel girder. He toppled over and just in front of a car. The two Decepticons advanced. Sam attempted to run to Bumblebee, but the others kept him back. He managed to break free and ran.

"Bumblebee! Get up! Get up!" he pleaded. The two Decepticons stopped just short. Sam breathed hard. "Stop!" he shouted.

The blades on Blackout's hand spun dangerously. This would end badly. Sam felt cold. It was hot out, yet he felt a chill. In the midst of death, he suddenly became more aware of his surroundings. Funny, he never payed much attention to his environment before; his center of focus was usually girls, cars, and trying to keep the world from blowing up. Now, he became aware. Some kind of force threw him down. He noticed how the trees swayed slightly in the breeze, how the birds sang their serenades to another. How the dying light smoothly melted into the cool blues and purples of night-time, and how, if he shifted just slightly, the breeze touched his face in a way that felt good. The woes and pains of the world were gone. He was on his back. Was that a pebble that pinched his cheek? He could faintly hear someone scream his name, but it was of no importance right now. He was free, soaring with the birds in the sky. Sam thought he could see his dead gran-gran there for a second. She, aged and withered as she was, looked beautiful in the evening shimmers. She sparkled in the light, reminding him of this one book he had read. What was it? It had something to do with vampires, didn't it? Whoa. Déjá vu.

He saw Blackout swing his propeller down. It was like slow motion. Before he could kill him, Bumblebee knocked him over. As soon as Blackout hit the ground, Sam was yanked back into reality. The sudden sound of explosions and screams rattled him violently. He looked and saw Bumblebee on top of Blackout, violently attacking him. He grabbed blackout's head, and was about to irreparable damage when Blackout grabbed him, flipped, and was suddenly standing. He flipped Bumblebee by the head and chest kicked him. Blackout shot a plasma burst his way.

"NOOOOOO!" screamed Sam.

Just then, something fell out of the sky and landed with a tremendous BOOM! When the smoke cleared, Rodimus Prime stood there. He had a shield up. Rodimus had stopped the blast.

Somewhere in the Nevada Desert.

Electricity sucked in the desert, decided McCain as the lights flickered again. He sighed deeply. Hours ago, McCain had accepted his fate. To be stuck here forever like Tunneler.

"Why did Megatron do this to you?" asked McCain.

"I converted to the Autobots, and he hasn't me leave ever since. He takes great pleasure in seeing me in pain."

"That's terrible!" gasped McCain.

"That's life! I gave up a long time ago. I'm never getting out of here," lamented Tunneler despairingly.

In his throne room, Megatron hung in the air. Electricity crackled and arced around him, casting the room in a deep blue glow. He thrashed. The lights blinked. He groaned and reared back. Suddenly, the language of the Primes and the Decepticons flew out across the room. They flew inside of Megatron's head, and he let loose a roar like no other. Then, he dropped to the floor. The Fallen, was reborn.