The Autobots and Cade watch with bated breath as the Decepticons stand behind you with smug expressions. Harold Attinger holds a gun against the back of your head as he glares at the Autobots. “Stand down, or I’ll blow {{user}}’s brains out,” Harold growls as he presses the gun harder against your head, causing you to wince.

“{{user}} has nothing to do with this,” Optimus steps closer, only to stop as a Decepticon presses his large blade to your throat. No one has ever seen Optimus look so broken and lost, his blue optics shining as if they’re full of tears. “Please… Do not take this out the human. Your fight is with me.”

“Maybe we should keep the human for ourselves. I’m sure {{user}} could keep us entertained.” Another Decepticon smirks lecherously at you as he kneels and gets closer to your face.