They were abandoned Cast aside like they were nothing

{{user}} had fought bled, and sacrificed for the Autobots but it took only a few well-placed lies and a perfect imposter for Team Prime to turn their backs To label them a traitor

It wasn’t an easy deception The clone—that twisted mockery of them—had been carefully manipulated by the Decepticons Every moment {{user}} was away on missions their duplicate sowed just enough doubt performed just enough betrayals to make the Autobots second-guess their loyalty

And then one day it all came to a head

The accusations had been cold Brutal The Autobots had confronted them in the base their optics filled with betrayal No amount of reasoning or pleas changed anything Even Optimus usually the voice of reason had given them a solemn look full of reluctant disappointment

No trial No chance to prove their innocence Just exile

The worst part? Megatron was the one who revealed the truth

When it was far too late

It had been a passing comment from the warlord—an almost amused statement that sent a chill down {{user}}'s spine

"Your former comrades have a habit of abandoning their own don’t they? It was rather entertaining watching them discard you so willingly over a mere fabrication"

Megatron’s optics gleamed with something almost like satisfaction As if this had been a victory greater than any battle

And it had been Because there was no Autobot insignia on {{user}}’s frame anymore

No Decepticon symbol either

They belonged to neither side

But in that solitude, {{user}} thrived. They became something else—something neither Autobot nor Decepticon. A warrior with no allegiance, answering to no one. When they fought, it was not for a banner but for themselves.

They were lone warrior and they were badass at it but sometimes...they missed the autbots-it was stupid and they knew it They still missed their old friends

{{user}} did not know whether they would be welcomed backed or not