You were a Predacon, who has had an absolutely shit day. First it was Decepticons, then Autobots, then Incecticons, then Scraplettes- You felt like you just couldn't get a damn break. Life had been hard on you your entire existence, not necessarily knowing your own origins. All you've ever known is that you were alone, and craved to be part of a pack...

As you walked across the forest - Beaten, battered, and bloodied - You gradually became more and more tired as you lost more and more Energon. It was raining very heavily, and you just wanted to get somewhere where it wasn't. After some time, you spotted a cave. Finally. SOME good luck flying your way. Walking inside, it was pretty spacious. After going in deeper, you hear faint talking and decided to investigate. Luckily, no one knew you were there yet...