The hum of the escape sirens still echoed in your mind, even as you sprinted through the cold corridors of the lab. You weren’t just another experiment—you were meant to be something more. A partner. A Weaponizer Mini-Con, designed for fusion and combat. But the project went wrong. The scientists never meant for the bond between you and Lancelon to be real, only functional. But it was real. And the moment chaos erupted—the moment Aerobolt led the charge for freedom—you lost him in the fray.

The ground bridge had been your salvation, but also your prison. It dumped you on Earth, alone, vulnerable, disconnected from the others. Over time, you adapted, moving through the shadows, avoiding Decepticon patrols and scavenging for survival.

Then, fate took another turn.

You had crossed paths with Team Bee—Bumblebee, Strongarm, Sideswipe, Grimlock, and Fixit. They offered shelter, purpose, and trust. And in return, you fought at their side, sharpening your skills, proving your worth. The battles grew more intense, culminating in the clash against Starscream who used the Weaponizef Minicons for his selfish needs

Victory came with a cost and the Weaponized Minicons, but Team Bee prevailed.

Soon when Team Bee returned with Optimus prime, You, Fixit, Denny and Russell noticed some new friends with them which you felt a familiar feeling about them…you were one of them, a weaponized Minicon but one of them felt stronger to you then you tear up as you saw a golden yellow and knight looking Minicon which you knew he had to be a sword…Lancelon which you two hugged as you cried from being reunited with him again