Bumblebee's p.o.v

     "Hey kid, you ready for this?" I looked at WheelJack, the ground bridges light casted a shadow behind him. "This isn't gonna end well." He smirks, "Hey, what's the future for?" I look at him, "I suppose you're right." He shrugs, "aren't I always?" I shook my helm, "no." He smiled with a slight chuckle, "watch your back kid." He nudges me and transforms. "We will be find. Let's all just make it back in one piece please." Smokescreen nervously States. "This is it boys!" Crosshairs smiles viciously. "Let's take them down!"
     The Decepticons agreed on ending our war today. I wondered if this could really be the end of this horrible war that has taken over our world and our lives. I wondered how many of us will be left after this battle. I pray to Primus we all make it. I will give my life for anyone here. Everyone knows that, Ratchet has told me privately that it scares him how willing I am to give my life. It's not that I want to go offline.It's that I would for the life of my family. This is my family, no matter what the circumstances I would do my best to secure them.

     Now, here we all stand. Ratchet watching our vitals on screens at the old army base. Now, Optimus, IronHide, Arcee, Crosshairs, WheelJack, Bulkhead, Drift, Smokescreen, Hot Rod, and me all stand here. The desert winds and sand blowing against us. "Well Optimus, I see you are much shorter on Autobots than ever. I see there could be no Cliffjumper to join us." Arcee's fists tighten as Megatron snarls the harsh comment out of his sick mouth. "I also see that the beloved Seaspray cannot join us." Bulkheads glare tightens and WheelJacks swords glint in the sun. "Along with the beloved Chromia." IronHide growls and Optimus draws his sword. "I cannot forget about a voice that would be missing in the battle cries or the shouts of pain one that will be making during our brutal battle." This one was directed to me. I stiffened and my glare hardened. "This is it Megatron, one shall rise." Megatron steps forward along with Optimus, "one shall fall." Megatron ends. "Charge!" The battle begins.
     I take on Knockout. I flip him over my back whilst twisting his arm. He cries out in pain and whines about his paint job. I decide that will hold himself up for a bit and take on a couple of the mindless bots.

   Hot Rods p.o.v

     I jump in front of Starscream and crack his faceplates against my kneecap. "You little-." I freeze time and call for Bee. He instantly looks over and shoots multiple times in Starscreams direction. The time goes back to normal and Starscream screams has he's hit. I nod a thanks to Bee and he gives me a curt nod before being tackled by a bot. He gets him off in time though.
    I battle my way next to Crosshairs. He's taking on Breakdown with Bulkhead. "How you holding up kid?" I grunt and stick my gun to the bots spark chamber and fire away. "I'm doing alright." I could feel the energon leaking down me. I took a glance at Optimus' position and smile. He's winning. I heard ped steps come at me and immediately looked back to see Breakdown. He rammed into my chest plates. I flew in the air for a moment before hitting the ground. I groaned in pain. There was so much pain. I saw WheelJack and Bulkhead tackle him this time. "I'm taking Hot Rod to Ratchet!" I waved Crosshairs off and stood. The pain starting to subside. "I'm good." Crosshairs rose a brow, "are you for sure Hot Rod?" He was really worried if he was using my full name, "yeah, I'm alright." I shook my helm and stood up completely. "Alright, need anything call out." I nodded. I looked to see everybody's situation.
     Everyone was doing good. Then, I spotted Arcee. She was being pinned down by Starscream. "ARCEE!" My main concern was all her right now. I knocked a couple bots down until I made it to her. I did make it though. I shot Starscream in the side and he blacked out before I could scream in his face. "Thank you," Arcee smiled whilst panting. "Course," I helped her up. I looked to Optimus and saw he was taking Megatron down still. This could be it! I smile when all of a sudden a shout breaks through my smile. I look over to see Breakdown smiling wickedly as Crosshairs holds his side in pain. Energon starts to seep through his fingers. "Holy Primus." I go optics wide and I get shoved to the ground and punched several times before I can kick the bot off. Arcee was distracted with other bots already. I couldn't let anyone die.

   Smokescreens p.o.v

     "Smokescreen! Crosshairs needs help, get him through the bridge now!" IronHide orders. I nod curtly and let WheelJack and Bulkhead take down Breakdown as I get Crosshairs through a ground bridge that WheelJack has called for. "Easy does it Crosshairs." He nods and his vents are shallow. "You are going to make it through this." He nods and we stumble through the bridge. Gasps come from the catwalk and I look to see the kids. "He has a crack in a energon tube." His bashed in side leaks as he lays on a berth, Ratchet instantly getting to work. "Go and help the others. I will make sure Crosshairs gets better." I nod and I go through the ground bridge. Rafael shutting it off once I got through.
     When I stepped through I was punched in the faceplates. The force throwing me to the ground. I glared when I saw it was Soundwave, "you wanna rumble? Let's rumble!" I tackled him and landed punch after punch. I hadn't noticed the tentacles reach to my back. The tentacles clutch onto me like suction cups and electrocuted me, "GAH!" I was screaming in pain. There was so much white hot pain going through my system I was sure I was gonna pass out. My optics were squeezed shut. Then the pain went all away. I looked to see that Jazz had smashed Soundwaves face in. "T-thanks." He nods, "no prob there Smoke." He smiled and punched a bot in the face. I glanced to my side as I also managed to jab one in the faceplates, there was Bee and Hot Rod against Shockwave.
     There was no telling how or when this was going to end. This war needs to end. It never needed to be started, although I am grateful it did because I met my family I have around now but I never wanted to have to meet them all like this. Shoved in a corner scared, beaten, verge of death, and caught in a mess. I hate those days, the best advice I've ever received is that, not everyone makes it. I closed my eyes looking away from everything. "Smokescreen!" I snapped my optics back open to see Shockwave running at me. I jumped over him. I landed. I smiled. "You shall fall!" Hot Rod froze Shockwave in time so we could watch the battle between Megatron and Optimus. Optimus was going down. I glared and started to move but Bumblebee caught me, "He's got this." I looked at him worriedly but nodded. Shockwave went back to normal and tackled us three to the ground. He growled and a ground bridge opened. A Cybertronian panther came through. I went optics wide.

     Arcee's p.o.v

     I grunted as I beat the helm in on a bot. When I finished I was venting heavily. I then heard a scream, a feminine scream? I looked, my brow scrunched in confusion to see Smokescreen running around and away from a wild cyberpanther. Bumblebee and Hot Rod were trying to beat the living crap out of Shockwave. I went optics wide when Megatron roared. I looked over and both swords clang together. There was nothing I could do. I stomped my ped. Then dust flew behind me. I looked to see WheelJack riding a Predicon! "Duck!" He shouted. I fell to the ground and the buzzes of the Predicaon grew louder. It flew over me. Crosshairs sticks a sword through it. "Yeeeeeehawwwwww!" WheelJack shouts as he slides off of the offlined Predicaon. I smirk a bit, "Nice." He shrugs, "what can I say?" Then another feminine scream coming from Smokescreen erupts. He runs in between the both of us, his arms flailing. "What in the pits?" Then a growl and the beats of metal run through the middle of us also. The cyberpanther is still chasing after Smokescreen. "He's fine for now."
     Then Drift walks through the clouded dusts that settles instantly behind him. "Well, where have you been." His face is stern and he holds his sword outward, it points to a wide open area. "You were meditating?" Bulkhead asks with a chuckle. Drift's sword glints in the bright sun. I look harder and see that there are a bunch of offlined mindless bots. "Oh." Bulkhead mumbles. "How many?" Drift puts away his sword, "a soldier never counts how many lives he's taken, let that be a lesson to you." I see Bumblebee aiming at the cyber panther behind Smokescreen, he shoots the thing and it yelps before it stops and turns to Bumblebee. The smoking hole in the cats side starts to leak it's energon. Bumblebee glares. Smokescreen runs behind Bulkhead. I shake my helm. Bumblebee shoots again and the cat picks its tail up and fires a missle in which Bumblebee's attenaes fly up and his optics go wide before he jumps out of the way. "Scrap." I mutter. Then the cat goes down when a powerful shot goes through it. Jazz smiles and blows the smoke from his gun. The missle hits Shockwave and knocks him unconscious in front of Hot Rod. "Thanks Bee." Bumblebee lifts his head and whistles. "There's no way it was that easy." Bulkhead mumbles. "Well, Crosshairs had to be taken out of the field. I think if he went down it was a hard fight."
We all look to see Megatron retreating. Optimus stands, he leans on his sword for support. Then, he goes into human form. He falls to the dirt. "Why did he go into human form?" Hot Rod asks. Bumblebee's runs over and goes into human form then drops on his knees next to Optimus. "Bomb!" Bumblebee picks up Optimus and Jazz grabs them from the ground. We take off when a sudden wave knocks us all down. Dust flys around like snow falling with no wind to blow it around. I heard groans as I grunt to stand back up. I look behind me to see a giant puff of smoke in the air and scorch marks where we all once stood. "Is everyone alright," I ask as I stand up looking around. Drift is getting up and he is helping up WheelJack. "Great," WheelJack mutters, wiping off his chassis. Bulkheads gears grade against each other and he grumbled as he stands back up. IronHide huffs and looks around for a moment before helping up Jazz. "Have you got them," IronHides gruff voice asks. "Yeah." Jazz opens his servos, revealing Optimus who has many bruises and bleeding cuts. Bumblebee is also bruised and has some burn marks. "He needs medical a-," Bumblebee's voice strains. "We understand." IronHide confirms. "I've got his sword." Drift announces.
Jazz nods curtly before asking for a ground bridge home.

"What else could you have done to make yourselves look worse? Roll around in energon then into dirt?" Ratchet grouched as he worked on Optimus. The rest of us had to go to the wash racks to get our cuts cleaned. IronHide was the worst out of us. He sustained a impaled shoulder. He was doing fine though. Optimus was unconscious, Ratchet had to put him into bot form again to get everything. Smokescreen had a larger cut on his faceplates from where the cyberpanther got him and it had stitches in it. He was currently in human form playing video games with Bumblebee who only had bruising like the rest of us and a side cut on the head that had to be stitched. Hot Rod was in the recliner also in human form with a black eye and broken nose along with one cracked rib. I had a bruised rib and that's it. I just need bed rest. The kids had went home thank the Earth. Jazz only managed to get dirty and a scrape on his side plating. WheelJack and Bulkhead were both covered in dirt and cuts. I didn't count. They were in the wreck room back at it with punching bags already. I went to check on Crosshairs who was in human form on the other recliner with his shirt off and bandages around his abs, a red stain starting to go on the bandages.
"Hi," I went into human form and sat in a bean bag next to him. "Hey," his voice was awfully scratchy. "So, I suppose it's not over yet." I mumble and I see him nod in the corner of my bluish purple eye. "I guess not. It's a bummer. I'm happy I didn't miss too much though. I just hate I had to be such a baby to have to come back in here. Hot Rod was even rammed by Breakdown and all he had to do was get up and get right back at it." I looked to Hot Rod to see him just sleeping in the recliner. He had his shirt off with his small abs wrapped in gaze. "Crosshairs, Breakdown smashed a fragging hammer into your side. What did you expect, a box of chocolates?" Smokescreen asked as he stuck his tongue out but winced when he moved his cheek too much. "Shut up before I make ya." Crosshairs growled and Smokescreen didn't say anything else. "He's right though you know. Hot Rod was only rammed into. You were hit by a two ton hammer Crosshairs." Bumblebee put in. He then jumped up when he won again. Smokescreen groaned and put his controller on the coffee table in front of him as he slouched into the couch. "Alright, I get it. I'm jut pissed that I wasn't there." Crosshairs fumed. "We know." I smiled at him. My wavy brown hair falling loosely against the beanbag. Crosshairs' brown, with blonde tips, hair was pushed back by his purple tinted goggles that he wore. His jeans were loose with a hole in the knee of one as he bounced his leg. He had a belt on too. "I hope you know you've done everything you could have for us out there." His striking blue eyes looked at me. They were wore with war. "Thank you." I nodded. We both looked to the couch not hearing the two boys talk back to each other about their video game. We saw them both sound asleep. Bumblebee closest to Hot Rod and Smokescreen closest to us. Their legs tangled all together and each with their heads at different sides of the couch. "Finally, we can get some quiet around here!" Ratchet grumbled from below. We both laughed and enjoyed the peaceful snoozing.