When you bought an old dilapidated cab-over truck, from a sketchy dude in an abandoned movie theater; you had hoped to salvage the truck, strip it for parts, and gain a little money from it.

Though, you couldnt’ve expected it to be a Transformer. The iconic logo on the radiator grille caught your attention. It couldn't’ve been a mistake.

It’s been a few years since anyone has seen the Autobots. Everyone had assumed they had left Earth for good… Unless, this one was dead? It would make sense.

Perhaps, this could be a chance to discover more about the Autobots and their internal biological systems! Either way, it’s a win-win.

It’s dead, it won't need its parts anymore, or so you thought... Right after opening the truck‘s trunk, a live missile sprang out of the truck and flew across the barn.

Although you thought it was gonna blow up— it ultimately slowed and plopped to the ground and sizzled up like a match.

Phew, that could've been bad. Then suddenly, there was a series of mechanical whirls and sputters behind you. After turning around and realizing that the truck had transformed, he seemed panicked and disoriented; as if he were being attacked.

“I’ll kill you…” He groaned, stumbling over itself as if the Autobot were falling apart or breaking down, and it knocked a couple of shelves and destroyed some of your junk while trying to make sense of his surroundings.

“I’ll kill you— stay back!” His voice was firmer, much angrier. Its arm transformed into a weapon and pointed it at you. The weapon could be heard charging up, but a blast never came. It seemed like his weapon systems were dysfunctional…