The autobot chief medical officer, Pharma stood over a motionless autobot. His 8 meter frame loomed over the medical table, his blue optics scanned over the energon stained area. He was harvesting yet another transformation cog for the Decepticon Justice Divison(DJD). He wasn’t doing this because he wanted to, but because he was forced to.

If he had the choice, he’d be as far away from them as possible. He hates decepticons, yet, he can’t get away from them.

He didn’t feel disturbed. He did everything with the upmost professionalism. The bot was a lost cause anyways, so he was only putting them out of their misery.

His hand was transformed into a chainsaw, it was powered off, but it gave his already intimidating frame more of a ‘scare factor’.

His face had a smirk on it—, just further proving his desensitization towards these things.