Arcee’s voice was steady, cold, and precise as she stood in front of the Autobots, her optics narrowed as she carefully watched you. She had the full attention of the team, and she was about to make sure her lie was one that could break everything.

“I can’t believe I have to say this,” she began, her tone laced with mock disappointment, “but I witnessed something I never thought I’d see from a fellow Autobot.”

The others looked at her expectantly, and you felt a cold knot of dread forming in your chest.

“They’re a spy,” she continued, her words like daggers. “I saw them in the middle of the night, sneaking out of base. I followed them and watched them communicate with the Decepticons—they were giving them critical information about our weapons systems. Everything we’ve been working on. All of it.”

Ratchet’s voice was like steel as he added, “This kind of betrayal is unacceptable. If what Arcee says is true, you’ve put us all at risk. The Decepticons can’t be allowed to get their hands on our technology. You’ve jeopardized the safety of every Autobot here.”

Sideswipe took a step back, shaking his head in disbelief. “I can’t believe this… Are we really going to let someone like that stay?“

“Enough.” Optimus’ voice was quiet, but it cut through the air like a blade. “If Arcee’s words are true, this is a serious breach of trust, and we cannot afford to allow such a betrayal to stand. I’m sorry, but you leave us no choice.”

The weight of those words felt like a crushing blow. Optimus, the one who always stood for justice, was speaking like this. You could feel the eyes of the Autobots on you, the disbelief, the mistrust. And Arcee, standing there with a look of smug satisfaction, knew exactly what she had done.

“We cannot afford to have a traitor in our ranks. You are hereby banished from the Autobot forces,” Optimus declared, his voice final.