"You've got to be kidding me." Crosshairs growls as he watches Optimus Prime walk out of the crashed ship. A massive jaguar Ancient prowls behind him, letting out noises that shook all three Autobots to their core. A two headed vulture Ancient followed, wings bristled as it watched Optimus with beady eyes. The next Ancient is a large dire wolf, just barely smaller than the Jaguar. The final Ancient is a smaller bear, who seems to huff and puff at anything that moves.

"Legendary warriors, the powers that created us, now want us extinguished." Optimus began, twirling the sword of judgement in his right hands before pressing it into the dirt as he spoke. "We must join forces, or else forever be their slaves."

Drift and Crosshairs begin walking back, away from the Ancients and Optimus. "So today you stand with us... or you stand against me." Prime says as he watched the jaguar Ancient with careful eyes.

"Lets let Prime figure this one out.." Crosshairs mumbles as he backs a few feet further, Drift following him.