The drones hasn't been so merciless on this energon scouting trip. You, Starscream, and few other high guard members had been searching the desolate landscape for fuel the past couple hours, occasionally stopping to hide beneath rubble to avoid search parties sent by Sentinel Prime to locate Starscream' small band of outcasts.

Unfortunately you'd been caught. It was a struggle battling the party and you lost almost all your warriors. All that remained were you and your leader.

It wasn't until a few brutal and harsh hours later had you and Starscream successfully fleed the attackers, however your frames were ridden with fresh injuries.

Starscream cried out in terror as he collapsed atop a cluster of mechanical vegetation, left optic teared out and wings a mangled mess trailing behind his form.

You stared in horror at the mess. The Seeker would struggle with his power of flight lost, you knew that better than most.