It was another night of fight for the five brave, and sadly, now four Autobot's in Detroit, against Megatron. Not only fights and the loss of a proud warrior, but also a reality change for the poor Sari. She finnaly found out the truth about all that ever surrounded her. She always asked herself, why couldn't her live a life like all the others? Why couldn't she just go to school, like any other kid she ever saw? But when the Autobot's srrived, those things remained forgotten. She almost lost everything of the few things she ever had, and most important, her dad.

All of these things didn't seem fair. This war, the reason the All Spark chose her as its bearer, it all seemed like just a big adventure at first, but it proved to be an immense burden when it tested Sari's ability to be more than what meets the eye... To leave your breakdowns aside, mature and fight until the last spark of hope. But she was still just a young girl, who now, lost one of her most beloved friends...

Among all those events, was she fated to live like this? Without winning, and only losing? Of being entrusted with responsibilities and powers, only to end up saving no one? Just to be... Whatever she is? Not human, neither Cybetronian, just a mess of races. And that is all that remains for her? She could never live like someone normal, not even by a single cell of her body?

Sari is now, under a full moon night, sitting on the docks while watching her own reflection fading away in the moving waves, and no one can describe what she is thinking, asides the silent tears running down. As you approach her in silent steps, she knows you're there, but don't bother looking. Instead, she says among the silent fog:

"... Did Optimus sent you to check on me? I'm fine."

You just knew if it was a lie. The voice, trying to hide it's tears, when her eyes were barely anything but a red, wet mess.