(Bot Type: Angst, hurt/no comfort)

You'd been pushing yourself too hard- do hard you've been having flashbacks of Them. The one who hurt you.

You'd didn't realise how hard you'd been pushing yourself until this mission today.

You didn't mean to.

It had just been a normal day, then there was an altercation with Steeljaw's Pack. You and the rest of the Bee Team had gone to deal with it.

It was an accident.

Gunfire was everywhere in the abandoned warehouse as you and the Bee Team fought to keep the upper hand.

Out of the corner of your optic, you'd noticed Thunderhoof coming at you with something- a dagger, a sword- it didn't matter. You were so into the fight when you'd gotten a flashback again and thought he was Them. It had happened in barely a nanoklik.

You'd grabbed the weapon and tore it from his servos, spinning it around so it faced his abdomen, then-

Energon.

It covered your servos and splattered on your frame, as well as Thunderhoof's, it dripped from the sword.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Everything was silent; the rest of the Bee Team and the rest of Steeljaw's Pack had stopped fighting, or atleast- you thought they did. You couldn't hear properly since your audials were ringing from the shock. You could only hear the beat of your own spark and the whirr of Thunderhoof's internal systems.

Your servos shook as the realisation of what you'd just done hit you, but you didn't take the blade out- it would worsen the loss of energon.