🅲🅾🅳🅴🆇 🅾🅵 🆀🆄🅸🆁🅺🆂 (TFOne Movie x Reader)

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳[ 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 ]

The five mechs raced towards the cave's exit, the beckoning light symbolizing their urgent mission- to escape to Iacon and reveal the truth about Sentinel Prime. (Y/Cyb/n) paused to pick some flowers, a brief moment of respite amid their pressing task. "We need to hurry!" Orion Pax urged his voice, a stark reminder of the urgency of their situation.

"I still think we have better odds at fighting than outrunning them! D-16 voiced his dissent, his reluctance to flee evident in his tone.

"Wait, we have cogs!" Elita-1 exclaimed with a smile, reminded about what they had been given. "We can transform now!"

"That's right!" Orion added. "Everyone ready?"

"I was born ready!" Elita-1 remarked.

"On the count of three!" The red and blue mech exclaimed.

"[WARNING] There is a—"

"One—"

*FWOOSH!*

"AAAAAAH!"

"AAAA!!"

"WHOOOAAAAA!"

"[PLAYING: Keemstar_Scream.mp3]"

(The scream:

"GAAAH!!"

The Cybertronians let out panicked screams as they tumbled down the mountainside, caught off guard by the sudden drop. In the distance, the silver-colored Death Trackers glanced back to see the five figures rolling down the hill, their metallic forms clattering and sparking against the rugged terrain. They looked back at each other, exchanging silent glances.

Back with the Cybertronains, they regained their balance after their momentary tumble. However, (Y/Cyb/n) was practically bouncing and glitching out, reflexively repeating a monotonous "ow" each time he hit the ground.

*PEW! PEW! PEW!*

Lasers from Death Trackers began firing on the five while they were running down the hill. "How do we use these things!?" D-16 shouted in confusion, tapping his chassis.

"I don't know! Just try!" Orion suggested in his remark. He clenched his optics shut, concentrating on transforming into his alternate mode. Almost immediately, his transformation began. The chassis and arms began shifting and inverting, and metal gears and circuitry began shifting. "It's working!" He shouted happily. "It's working!"

*FWOMP!*

"Ah—my head!"

However, his helm was folded into his chassis, and the transformation paused midway. "Ah—where's my head?" He flapped his arms everywhere while running blindly. "Help! Help!"

Megatron tried to transform, too, but like in Orion Pax's situation, his right leg turned into a long, slim leg. It was meant to be a tank leg, but he was hobbling and limping because of the unequal body portion. "This is NOT faster!"

Elita-1 attempted the same thing. However, her heels turned into wheels that began driving themselves, dragging her down the hill. "Ugh! Oh, come on!" She growled in annoyance.

"[OW] [OW] [OW] [OW] [OW] [OW] [OW]!" (Y/Cyb/n) was tumbling and rolling. He was still repeating "ow" reflexively while his frame glitched a cyan color. "[UTLIZING GHOSTING ALGORITHM: TELEPORTING]-"