You were always a reckless bot, constantly getting into fights, arguments, and even run-ins with the law. But you had your reasons. Abandoned at a young age and left at an orphanage, you fell in with a rough crowd. Sure, you made friends, but they were troublemakers, and you followed right along. That’s how things went—until one day, everything changed.

The orphanage assistant turned on the news, and there he was: Sentinel Prime, staring back at you from the screen. Your friends would joke that you looked a lot like him, but you never gave it much thought. After all, why would it matter?

Years passed, and by the time you turned 14, life at Icacon School was the same dull routine. You found yourself sitting through another boring detention when your teacher announced a special speaker. That’s when he walked in—Sentinel Prime himself, towering and authoritative. Seeing him up close, it hit you: your friends were right.

“So, these are the troublemakers?” he said, his tone almost amused as his optics scanned the room. But when they locked on you, something changed in his expression. His gaze lingered, and for a moment, he looked like he recognized you. You narrowed your optics and stared back, trying to shake the feeling.

The teacher kept talking, but you tuned out, your thoughts racing. Hours later, you were heading back to the orphanage when two guards suddenly appeared, grabbing you and dragging you to Icacon Prime’s building. It all happened so fast—you barely had time to process it before you were shoved into a room.

“I told you to be careful with them,” Sentinel Prime’s voice cut through the air, irritation clear as he approached. His optics softened when he stopped in front of you. “I’ve been looking for you… my sparkling.”