It was weird waking up alone, Airachnid thought. Usually, she'd be busy waking her sister, who would groan and plead for five more minutes. But her sibling wasn't here, leaving the older femme completely alone. She sighed and looked up, staring at the ceiling of the apartment she had spent the night in. What was she supposed to do, now that her sister was gone? She had no one to talk to or share breakfast with.

Speaking of breakfast…

Airachnid took one of the cubes she'd discovered in the abandonent room and took a sip of it, a surprised look on her face. It tasted better than she expected. Much better. She swirled it around a little, watching the glowing liquid as it rised dangerously close to the cube's edge. She stopped after a few more seconds and drank half of it before setting it back to the others she found.

With a tired sigh, she stood up and took a look around the room she was in. It was obviously a berthroom, she discovered that much yesterday. She noticed a few datapads that were strewn across the room. The purple femme picked one up and noticed a few cracks in the frame. The spider-bot pressed a few buttons on the side and suddenly, a blue screen flickered to life. Symbols filled the screen wich she couldn't understand, after all, she had never been taught to read.

The femme raised her servo and tapped at the holo-screen, more symbols filling the screen. More symbols she couldn't understand. Setting the datapad on the berth, the purple spider-bot walked to what looked like a living area, carefully stepping over other possesions of the previous owner. Whoever lived here must've been in a rush to get away, Airachnid thought with a frown. Of course they would, who would stay here when-

Her thoughts were interrupted as a window shattered in the berthroom and a dozen lasers pierced the wall where she stood just a few minutes ago. Immediately, the spider-bot ducked down and crawled further away from that room, afraid someone might have found her. Sher heard an angry shout outside, followed by cursing and even more shooting.

Her spark beat fast in her chassis and she dared to peek around the wall she had hidden behind. The voices echoed around the not-quite empty streets of the large city. The purple femme crept over to the window and cautiously looked through the glass seperating her and whoever was out there. At first she didn't see anyone, but then she saw something moving behind a mountain of rubble. The bot looked quite young and at first she thought he was being the one followed when she saw the insignia on his chestplates.

She growled. He was an Autobot. Those disgustingly greedy little fraggers who apparently had an habit of picking one weaker bots than themselves. Oh how much she wished to just rip out his spark and shove it down his throat for what they had done. The purple femme noticed something smaller and blue behind the bulky red bot. A femme climbed up the mountain of debris while the red mech made sure no-one could sneak up on them.

After a few minutes, they continued down the street while Airachnid glared at their backs. The femme trudged towards the berthroom and before she could stop herself, she climbed out of the broken window, stabbing all six of her spider-legs into the wall as she thought about what happened in the past few days. What happened to all those younglings and sparklings who were torn from their family. What happened because of the Autobots.

Clenching her servos into fists, the femme growled once again and launched herself onto the roof of a smaller building wich stood next to the one she'd slept in. Silently, the angry femme jumped from building to building until she finally spotted them cornering a wounded bot. She realized it was the bot they'd been chasing earlier and she hissed, clenching her fists even harder.

„Surrender or else we'll have to shoot you." The red bot called out in a deep voice and his female companion glared at their target. The wounded mech threw whatever he could get his servos on at them but they easily dodged the flying projectiles. „I will never surrender! Not until every single last one of you have payed for what you've done!" The mech roared, clutching the leaking wound on his leg. The blue femme scoffed and muttered something to the red mech, to wich he shook his head.

Aiming her blasters at the wounded mech, the femme stepped a little bit closer and spoke in a louder and more unfriendly tone. „This is your last chance, Decepticon. Give up or we're going to kill you." She glared at the mech and in return, the mech just growled and spat in her direction. „Then kill me. But remember my words, Megatron will personally tear your sparks out of your chest's for what you and your excuse of a Prime have done to Cybertron!"

Those were his last words as the femme charged at him with a furious cry, kicking him tot he ground before retracting her blasters and instead using blades on her forearms to slice the mech's helm off. His dead and grey frame slumped forward, energon spilling from his exposed wires. The femme's red companion walked up to her and inspected the dead frame, then turned to look at the fuming femme. „Was that really neccesary? He still could've had important information on him. Maybe he knew the location of their warship."

The femme whipped around and hissed at him, „You know i had to do it, Tailgate! Did you even hear what he said about Optimus?! He joined the Decepticons and dares to speak against him!" The red mech blinked and motioned with his servos for her to calm down. „You're right, you're right. But he still could've been useful to us, even if he's just a Decepticon, okay? I know you're angry, Arcee, but our orders were to capture any surviving 'Cons, not kill them."

Crossing her arms, the femme frowned but semmed to agree with her companion's logic. The red mech raised his servo to his helm and murmured something before the two of them continued down the street.

Airachnid watched them leave and thought about going back for a few seconds because the Autobots were obviously armed, but decided against it. She'd follow them and look for an opportunity to harm them, maybe she'd be lucky enough to find something heavy up here enough to squash them.

As she continued to follow them, the femme heard something in the distance. Stopping to crouch low enough not to be seen, she strained to hear the sound. As it got closer, the spider-bot realized it was the sound of engines. Seekers. Immediately her mind was thrown back to just a day ago, when she and her sister had heard those same engines before they were separated and beforeshewaskill-

A missile was launched into the side of the building and Airachnid was thrown onto her back, watching as several jets soared overhead. The femme's spark was pounding inside her wildly and it alsmost felt as if it was going to tear her chassis open at any moment. She gasped for air and scrambled to the middle of the roof as the wall collapsed on one side. Thinking the worst was over, Airachnid started to get up just as she felt the building tip to one side.

Once again, she lost her balance, but this time there was no floor to fall onto. This time there was nothing. Nothing she could do. Nothing to catch her.

Preparing for the worst, the femme shut her optics and shielded her face with her arms as she collided with the ground. Immediately, pain shot up her leg and she felt a hot trickle of energon drip down her leg as she was buried beneath tons and tons of metal. Again.

Black dots clouded her vision. Or was it the debris cutting off the light? She didn't know. Her helm pounded and everything suddenly felt so far away… She didn't even feel the pain in her leg anymore. She wasn't able to stay conscious any longer and slowly shut her optics, the cold dark embracing her.