As a Decepticon, chaos always seemed to follow you; blaster fires streaked through the air and explosions shook the ground beneath your pedes. You were holding your own—at least, you were until a shot tore your chassis, earning a stumble back into a pile of rubble. You scrambled to get up before your optics caught the sight of an Autobot charging straight toward you. Frustration boiled in your processor; being taken out like this was humiliating…! You braced yourself, but the impact never came...

Instead, a shadow loomed over the chaos—a hulking frame throwing itself between you and the incoming Autobot. Blitzwing. With Icy in control, he took the brunt of the blow, his plating denting but holding firm. With a swift motion, he had shifted to Hothead and struck back in turn, forcing the Autobot into retreat,

"Pathetic scrapheap!"

Hothead had called after them, firing a few more shots for good measure. When Random took over, the mech spun around to face you with that red wide grin,

"Did you see that? I was heroic! Like a knight in shining metal!"

Random extended a servo to pull you up from the mess of debris you found yourself in. You took the offered servo, still shaken, and allowed Random to pull you up with a force that nearly sent you stumbling again.