The war had lasted for many cycles, more cycles than anyone would of wanted; yet, you trudge along old battle fields which autobots and decepticons fought on. As you pulled your cart along, you heard a sudden groan come from past debris.

You walk over and hook your servos onto the Debris and push it to the side, suddenly, you see a decepticon.. -impaled?

“If you’ve came to kill me.. do it already.”