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Info: Cybertronian
As Ironhide drove toward the base, he wondered how could he be so stupid, not to see what was clearly in front of him; his tires squealed on the wet asphalt as he drove faster and faster down the road; anger mixed with pain was burning his spark like an acid. Oh, how he wanted to cross path with some poor Decepticon right now. He would rip his spark from his chest plate with his bare hands. Who knows how long Ironhide would stay lost in his thoughts if it wasn't of his comm. link that suddenly beeped.
"Ratchet to Ironhide; Ratchet to Ironhide," Ratchet's distress voice came over Ironhide's comm. Link.
"Ironhide here."
"The Autobot base is under attack; we need your assistance right now."
"By whom?" Ironhide asked, shocked. Who would be so stupid to attack the Autobot base full of Autobots? he wondered.
"By Lockdown," Ratchet replied. "attaYou need to hurry; we don't know how long we will be able to beat off his attacks," he said.
"I will be there in five nanoclicks," Ironhide replied.
As he was approaching the base Ironhide saw in the distance, thick black smoke that was rising in the night sky.
"NO!" he shouted, as he transformed into his Cybertronian form and began to ran toward the base; as he reached the base, he saw that it was completely destroyed; the bodies of the soldiers and Autobots were lying everywhere. Blood and energon flowed from the wounds of the dead soldiers and Autobots mixing, and giving it a purple color; he managed to recognize the offline bodies of Sideswipe, Dino, Wheelie, Roadbuster, Topspin and Leadfoot, but the rest were too much destroyed to be recognized.
"I'm too late," he whispered to himself, as he looked around. He tried to contact Optimus trough his comm. link but the answer never came.
Suddenly he heard a moan coming from beneath a pile of rubble; he recognized the voice immediately. It was Ratchet's voice; he was buried beneath a pile of rubble.
"I'm coming doc," Ironhide shouted as he knelled down and began digging through the rubbles; soon he spotted him. "Grab my servo," Ironhide said, holding out his servo toward Ratchet. Ratchet reached out and grabbed Ironhide's servo, allowing Ironhide to pull him out. "Are you alright Ratchet?" Ironhide asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine; I sustained only minor injuries," he replied, as he looked around. "Sideswipe, Dino….?" he asked.
Ironhide shook his helm before he answered.
"They are offlined, as well as Wheelie, Roadbuster, Topspin and Leadfoot."
Ratchet closed his optics and sighed sadly.
"What happened?" Ironhide asked.
"Lockdown…. " Ratchet started. "He was using some kind of advanced technology; we were helpless against it," he said .
"That son of a glitch" Ironhide cursed under his breath. "I tried to contact Optimus, but he didn't respond."
"If he didn't respond that could only mean two things: he is offlined or Lockdown managed to capture him."
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At the hospital
The doctor came out of the emergency room and walked slowly toward Dean and Spectra. Dean was still holding Spectra in his arms, whispering her that everything will be alright.
"Mr. and Mrs. Jones… " the doctor began, startling them slightly.
Spectra and Dean turned their heads to look at the doctor.
"I'm sorry, but….."
"NO!" Spectra let out a piercing scream that echoed through the entire hospital as she fell to her knees. She knew what the doctor is going to tell them.
Dean and the doctor bent down to help her stand up.
"NO…! NO…! NO…! MY DAUGHTER ISN'T DEAD!" Spectra screamed, trying to push them away. "Please Primus, not my daughter, not my sparkling" she sobbed, as Dean hold her tightly against him.
"Doctor it must be some mistake," Dean said, his voice was trembling as the tears fell down his cheeks.
The doctor shook his head.
"No… " he said. "Your daughter had a massive heart attack, and we weren't able to start her heart again," the doctor said. "I'm sorry, but we did everything we could," and with that the doctor walked away, leaving Spectra and Dean alone.
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A couple of days later...
Spectra spent her time locked down in the garage, searching through her memory bank and replaying the images of her daughter; when she was a sparkling, youngling, and a student. Dean could sometimes hear his wife cry, and sometimes he could hear her screaming in Cybertronian, punching the walls that make the whole house shake. As for him, he would just sit alone in the living room staring at her daughter's photo without moving for hours.
At Sandra's funeral, everybody showed up. Amy, Monica, Sandra's ex classmates and her teachers, her co-workers from the work. Spectra and Dean stood motionless as the priest opened his bible.
"Friends…. family…" the priest began. "We are all gathered here today to mourn the loss of Sandra, but this is not the time for us to grieve her death but it's our time to celebrate her life. We will never forget her. So at this moment when we are about to lay her body to rest, let's all think back and remember how Sandra touched our lives. This is not the moment for us to shed our tears; instead we should all be thankful that we were given the chance to have known her. And when our time comes, we will meet her again. We therefore commit her body to the ground; earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust in the sure and certain hope of the Resurrection to eternal life."
The priest took the mold from the ground and threw it on the coffin. The people lined up to put flowers on the coffin, when everyone was done, the gravediggers slowly descended the coffin into the ground; everyone began to cry as the gravediggers took their shovels and began to fill the hole. When the grave was filled people slowly began to leave, leaving Spectra and Dean to mourn their loss alone.