Normal point of view
"Optimus..."
He turned around to look at the femme, sadness evident in his ocean-blue optics but his face-plate showed nothing... Right because Primes cannot show emotions nor express them, if one of these chosen ones were to show a tad bit of emotions in the battlefield... Nor have fun...
One say that they will meet their demise but the truth was that all of the members will no longer think of them as a trustworthy nor a respectable being
"Knight..."
The femme's servo changed into a blaster and pointed it to the mech, anger and sadness evident in her emerald-green optics
"Why... Why didn't you save her...?"
Optimus narrowed his optics, confusion written all over his facial plates as he turned around to face the black-armored femme
"Who are you talking about-"
"You know exactly who I'm talking about, Prime"
The mech tensed on how her voice was laced with venom
"I thought that you... That you would protect her but... You just watched her..."
Her optics turned off for a brief second but they quickly turned on after hearing something collapse on the ground
"You deserve to be with the other Primes..."
And then she shot him, the bright light turned bigger and bigger until it occupied his whole sight and then...
Darkness...
Someone's point of view
I slowly felt my body online itself as some rays of light flowed through the glass and curtains, some landed on the floor while others landed on my face plate
"Morning already...?"
I hummed as my optics onlined, making me see my surroundings that was... My berth-room...
"I wonder what'll happen today..."
I stood up from my berth and started stretching until I heard a knock from the door
"Orion? Are you awake?"
"Yes, I am. Is there something wrong Ratchet?"
The door slid open, showing one of my trustworthy friends
"No, no. Don't worry your aft too much"
I chuckled as we started walking down the hall, passing by some doors as Ratchet's teal optics kept glancing at his data pad every once and a while
"So... What did you want to tell me? It's pretty early in the morning"
"It's between important and non-important"
I hummed, encouraging him to continue as we arrived at the kitchen
I walked to where we store some energon cubes to grab one or two
"Well, Alpha Trion sent me a message that you have some-mech or femme help you out with your job"
I sat on the chair and quietly ate my food
"Did he tell you at what time?"
"Yes"
I turned to look at him as he looked at the device that he was holding
YOU ARE READING
I'll win this war... Even if it kills me
Fanfiction"We were once close friends..." He stopped as he looked at them with optics that were dim but also held sadness in them "But then the war tore us apart..." The story may seem a bit different so I apologise in the future I hope you all enjoy!
