Epilogue

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"The Past is Past,

it can never live,

or last"

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     A black and blue femme stood on a cliff next to a large red and blue mech, both of them staring off into the sunset in deep thought,

 "What will happen now?" 

     The femme asked turning to the mech. The mech seemed to think for a second before answering, 

"We hope that we are not the only Autobots left and that others survived to aid us in our quest," 

I nodded to the statement and turned back to the sunset, 

"I wish to make a request, sir,"

The mech glanced at her before motioning for her to continue on,

"I wish for my name to be changed, if there really are others out there, I fear my designation might cause them to be a bit more violent towards me,"

The mech nodded in agreement, then thought for a moment,

"What would you like to be called?"

The femme knew immediately,

"Enigma,"

Enigma looked back at the sunset in thought. War on this planet would be different, the femme smiled inwardly to herself.

We were Titans

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