Guilt was a shadow that lingers in the depths of the soul, whispering tales of remorse and regret in the silence of the night. That's just what Wrecker felt after having his inhibitor chip removed.

It was a pretty bad feeling. After realizing what he had done to everyone—after what he done to Omega, his brothers. What they felt. It was a thought he didn't want to revisit. And yet, he did, all the more so when he injured you. Not to mention what he had done to the rest.

He sat next to you in the spot on the ship - you couldn't sleep. He was a little afraid that you were avoiding him but he was making things up. Although he wouldn't be surprised. He still felt guilt and it was extreme, he couldn't even describe it.

He remembered every blow he had landed, every harsh word he had spoken, and every moment of betrayal he had inflicted on his brothers, Omega and you. "I... I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I didn't want any of this to happen."