Cybertronian Coward

A recording

1 second

1 second has passed since I entered what I think is called a space time fluctuation.

Physically

One second is all that it took for me to press that button.

Mentally.

It. Felt. Like. Years.

Not just years though, it felt like millions and millions of years passed by in that one, singular second.

Heh, I could count all the dust particles in air and it could still feel like only thousands of years flew by.

But I'm getting ahead of myself.

My name is Torrent and I'm what you could consider a mechling, or teenager in other words.

There's nothing notable about me. I'm no war hero who saves the day and I'm no scientist or medic.

I'm a coward.

A coward who can't transform.

A coward who ran away from a war that was slowly killing my home, Cybertron.

A war between the Decepticons and the Autobots.

Sometime during this war, I realized that this war was doing more harm than good.

So, being the coward I was, I ran away from it all.

Of course I told no one about this for...reasons.

And I didn't steal a ship either, actually I was given one by a friend who died in the war.

Now I did leave something behind telling someone, anyone, where I was going in case they needed somewhere to go after the war, because I doubt Cybertron would last long if things kept on going the way it were.

The planet I was heading to was called earth, and at the current speed of the ship I would have arrive in a few months' time since I couldn't just teleport there.

But then something went wrong and I ended up in this situation.

While traveling through space, I accidentally managed to get sucked into what I thought was a 'black hole', but it wasn't.

It was worse.

During my panicking while I was nearing the 'black hole', I remembered my friend saying something about a button that could potentially get me out of this situation.

With this button being my only hope, I began looking for it in the cockpit

I managed to find it, although it was one second too late.

While I was in the motion of pushing the button, I entered the 'black hole' and...well you already know what happened.

A second passed and I became mentally scarred by what I experienced.

As of this moment I am landing the ship and going into hiding.

Hopefully the autobots find the ship and this recording.

Before I end this recording I want to say something.

To any cybertronians, decepticons or autobots, listening to this.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for being the coward I am and abandoning cybertron.

But I'm not sorry for running away from this pointless war.

This is Torrent signing out.