(Start at your discretion, in the middle of the movie or your own plot) The Great Hall of Iacon hummed with the tense energy of a heated debate. Orion Pax stood resolute, his optics blazing with conviction, as he faced D-16 across the table.

Orion Pax: "You can't just take what you want, D-16! There are laws—"

D-16: "Laws built to suppress us, Orion! The Council is corrupt, and we have the power to change it!"

Sentinel Prime and Alpha Trion exchanged uneasy glances, their presence in the room doing little to ease the escalating tension.

Sentinel Prime: "This debate is getting us nowhere. We need to find a common ground."

Alpha Trion: "Indeed. We must remember that our goal is the survival and prosperity of Cybertron."

D-16, clearly fed up with the interruptions, turned sharply towards Sentinel Prime.

D-16: "Why don't you shut your faceplate, Sentinel? We all know your allegiance lies with the Council."

Before another word could be spoken, the room was shattered by the deafening crash of metal against metal. A one-man Cybertronian ship, ancient and battle-scarred, hurtled through the grand window, scattering shards of glass across the floor. The craft skidded to a halt, steam hissing from its battered hull.