Book Of Male Reader One-Shots:

Ancient but not Rusty.

Prompt: C/n = Cybertronian name.

C/n's POV:

"Sigh* How long has it been on this forsaken dung ball?", I ask myself as I look at the lifeless environment of the excavated pit around me abandoned by those tiny fleshlings too bored to finish what they've destroyed.

Then again, I was like that once, a destroyer of life. Now look at me abandoned like everything else here, forgotten by those that I swore allegiance to and for what. To destroy everything for a tyrant that is caught up in his own fantasies.

But my enemies weren't that much different either, too pompous and proud to admit their wrongdoings on their own kind. They elected some naive sparkling that had not yet tasted the bitter energon that his ancestors slaved over and he was expected to take that burden of those cowards.

There is no doubt in my spark that the war is still continuing, almost endlessly. The Autobots and Decepticons two sides of the same credit. They are both creatures of war now.

*Whoosh*

"Are you sure this is the correct spot Soundwave? There's nothing here.", ah my audio receptors must be deceiving me now as I can hear that irritating voice of that coward Starscream.

"You will go there or I will find your new replacement!", a recorded voice of my former lord was heard this time. Damn these rusting parts I'm beginning to lose it.

Chic chic chic, Scorponok you're noisy today. Scorponok, communicates with me from time to time but not often when I'm in my alt mode, it's not like I have the energy to transform often anyway so I'm partly stuck like this.

Scanning one of these human machines what a stupid idea of mine that was. I should have crushed them when I arrived on this asteroid. Now look at me, an old mech who has done nothing but rust away as he contemplates his stupid life choices.

"Vehicons! Spread out this is my command as your leader!", the voice of Starscream ordered. Vehicons, a once docile race now only cannon fodder for the Decepticons and target practice for the Autobots.

"What are the cons doing here?", a femme's voice asks closer to me, I can sense a few others with her.

Chic chic, what? There's fleshlings with them too? Clearly not Decepticons so they must be Autobots.

Just as I realise this I hear the panicked firing of blasters and missiles from the Vehicons and Starscream firing on the Autobots.

*ting*
*ting*
*ting*

Hang on, they're using me as cover. I can feel the missiles make contact with my outer armour, not causing much damage but enough to begin to irritate me if this continues any longer.

"Scorponok! Prepare to Terrorize!!"

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3rd POV:

"Scorponok! Prepare to Terrorize!!", a new sinister voice breaks the noise of explosions and blaster fire as the large rusted excavator that the Autobots were using as cover against the Decepticons began to move.

"Uhh, boss bot. What do we do?", Bulkhead asked as they watched the large rust coloured machine begin to shift and transform.

"Fall back! Secure the children.", Optimus ordered as the autobots of Arcee, Bulkhead and Bumblebee collected the human children and retreated to the edge of the excavated pit. The surrounding Cybertronians were shocked upon the sight of this new combatant.