Sideswipe was shot repeatedly. He fell to the ground, his head poking through the hood of his car. Sunstreaker lost his head literally.

It was a dark, humid night in New York City.

Sideswipe sat on the edge of his bed, staring into the darkness that surrounded him. He had been so worried about Suntreaker lately, and now he had to face the fact that Suntreaker was gone.

He tried to call his brother again, but his phone just rang and rang without response. "Come on," he muttered to himself. "Where are you?" He waited for a few minutes before remembering that Suntreaker never took calls from him in the first place.

He sighed and set aside his phone, then turned on his nightlight and stared at it for a few minutes before falling asleep again.

It was a bright, sunny day in the city. Sideswipe was out for a stroll with his cat, Snowflake. He had just finished a job for his boss at the garage and was about to go home to see if there were any new jobs to be found, when he heard someone shout: "Sideswipe!"

He turned around, but it was too late. A bullet had already struck him in the head.

"Oh no," said Snowflake as she ran over to her owner's side. "I hate guns."

"I know," said Sideswipe as he tried lying down on the ground. "It's okay, I'll be fine."

It was a bright, sunny day in the city. Sideswipe was out for a stroll with his cat, Snowflake. He had just finished a job for his boss at the garage and was about to go home to see if there were any new jobs to be found, when he heard someone shout, "Sideswipe!"

Sideswipe was enjoying a lovely walk through the city with his cat Snowflake. Sideswipe had just finished a job for his boss at the local garage, and was looking forward to seeing if there were any new jobs to be found when he heard someone shout: "Sideswipe!"

It was an unbearably hot day, made worse by the fact that Sideswipe was wearing his heavy armor. He had just fought a battle for the Decepticons and hadn't yet cleaned up. Also, he had a terrible headache.

Sideswipe's death was devastating. He had become the glue that held the Autobots together, the one who helped them find their place in the world.

But there was another death that day that was equally as devastating-the one of Suntreaker, who had been shot repeatedly by a Decepticon patrol. His body was left to be discovered by his brother, Sunstreaker.

Suntreaker and Sideswipe were a couple of young Decepticons who lived on a distant planet. They were inseparable, and they had a very close relationship.

In the beginning, they were always together-even when they transformed into their robot modes. But that changed one day when they went to the beach.

Suntreaker decided to go for a swim in the ocean, while Sideswipe stayed behind and watched him from a distance. But when Suntreaker suddenly stopped moving, Sideswipe realized something was wrong: his brother had been shot by an Autobot sniper!

He knew he needed help fast, so he transformed into vehicle mode and drove as fast as possible to find his brother's lifeless body on the shoreline. He saw that he had been shot multiple times; each time one of his optics had been destroyed. Sideswipe could barely think straight from worry-he knew he had to get back home before someone else found them both there!

But then something worse happened: his own optics started to malfunction as well! He couldn't see anything clearly anymore-only darkness everywhere around him

Sideswipe was shot in the shoulder, and Sunstreaker lost his head.

It was horrible, but it happened for a reason: to show us how far they'd come as a team.

The two bots were on the run. They had lost their heads, but they had survived and were still able to function.

"I don't know how we're going to get out of this," Sunstreaker said.

"We'll figure something out," Sideswipe replied.

They both looked up at the sky, which was now filled with hovering aircraft that seemed to be taking aim at them with their weapons. It appeared as if there was no way out.

"I hate it when you're right," Sunstreaker said with a sigh.

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker stood facing each other on a deserted highway, surrounded by the bones of their fallen comrades. Their weapons lay in shambles at their feet, and their bodies were barely a shadow of what they used to be.

The two were on the run. Without their heads, it appeared as if they were in trouble.

The war had been going on for years, and it was just getting worse. The Autobots and Decepticons were injuring each other left and right. It seemed like no matter how hard they tried, their enemies would always be one step ahead of them.

One day, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker were out patrolling the battlefield when they came across a mysterious figure in the middle of nowhere. The figure turned out to be a human named Jack who was on his way to try to get help from some friends of his in another town. He told them that he had been attacked by Decepticons who had shot him repeatedly with their weapons, but he refused to tell them why he was attacked or where he lived.

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker offered to take Jack back with them so that he could get help from doctors at Autobot City, but Jack refused-he said he'd rather die than leave his home behind! So instead of taking him back to the city, they decided they'd just have him stay with them until they figured out what happened here first.

Over the next few days, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker learned more about Jack's life-how he grew up as an orphan living

The End