Broken

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BOOM! The charge Crosshairs planted exploded, shards of metal flew in every direction. Artorias shielded his faceplate from being sliced by the sharp shards.

"Attack!" Shouted Optimus. Raising his shield, Artorias rushed into the clearing smoke, but the ship remained quiet; a Decepticon appeared from the corner, and began shooting the mighty warrior. Ineffective, Artorias whipped his blade around and sliced the coward in half; energon pooled around his feet. Quick footsteps were heard and three figures came around the corner. Ironhide lowered his cannons, he looked happy, almost.

"Hi.... Dad." Dusk said. Prime sheathed his sword and walked up to his daughter; his optics traced the red Decepticon who looked terrified.

"Dusk, sweetie, who is this?" He asked in a somewhat calm tone. The Decepticon collapsed.

She answered "His name is Knockout. He hid in a corner while me and bee wrecked the place, and he tends to faint a lot." Artorias observed the weak, defense-less Decepticon - no wonder why he wanted to join us.

"Dusk. When we get back to base, we will be having a long talk." Prime said firmly, wavering between anger and relief. Dusk nodded, she was almost on the verge of tears; upon seeing this, Optimus swiftly softed up. Knockout awoke to find almost everone starring at him.

"My paint job is so beautiful, that everyone wants me? What a dream come true..." Knockout stated.

"Shut up, Cinderella." Grumbled Ironhide. Prime shot a glance at Ironhide, but his gaze quickly shifted back to Dusk.

"Dad..." she whimpered "I'm so...." BOOM! Dusk looked down at the hole in her chest, then collapsed without a sound.

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