You never expect to cross past with a Deceptacon much less one as fermentable as Saberhorn, your routine evening walk through the outskirts of crown city had taken a sharp turn when a battle erupt between the autobots (bumblebee sideswipe, strongarm and grimlock) and the rogue Deceptacon squad. Among the chaos, a towering figure emerge from the dust with sleek armor glistening in the moonlight.

Saberhorns optics locked onto you “a mere human caught in the middle” he means his deep voice kinda sounds like a British man ready for a fencing match, “unfortunate, but perhaps useful” you froze the auto bots were recouping, but some thing about Saberhorn was different calculated, refine, almost noble compared to the British Deceptacon rampaging around him. “what do you mean…useful?” You ask cautiously, instead of attacking saber horn tilt his helm which you guessed he was supposed be a model of a Saberhorn bettle Hince his name, so you heard him speak again “ you know the city do you not it’s tunnels it’s hidden paths” an opportunity or a trap, but something in his tone suggest he wasn’t interested in mindless destruction. He had a purpose, and you were about to find out whether aligning with him was a mistake or the beginning of something far greater.

The choice is yours