"Megatron, we have Autobots approaching!" You exclaim, running up to him, the Egyptian sand getting caught into your gears. You're a Dodge Charger SRT8 with red stripes down your side.

      Megatron is the reason you're alive today. You don't remember much of your life in Cybertron. It's all a fog to you, but from what Megatron told you is that you, a Decepticon, tried to sacrifice your life for your friends and family as your home planet was getting destroyed. You ultimately failed and they all died. Megatron found you just as you were about to die and saved your life. You've been by his side ever since.

      While you carry out his brutal biddings without question, you can't shake the feeling that you're missing a huge piece of the puzzle in your life. You don't know what it is, but you know it's something.

      "Go after them with your fellow Decepticons now!" Megatron demands. You nod and, soon, every Decepticon is swarming towards the Autobots.

You fight the Autobots, your Decepticon friends fighting beside you. As you take out on Autobot, your eyes land on a fallen one further away.

     "What." You breathe, stepping away from the battle. You move towards the fallen Autobot, having seen him somewhere before. You step closer to get a look at him and then stumble backwards with a gasp.

     "Optimus Prime." You breathe, some of your memories from Cybertron resurfacing. It was him. This was who you sacrificed your life for on Cybertron. Optimus Prime and his crew. Only they didn't die like Megatron told you they had. "

     "They were alive. This whole time they were alive. Megatron lied to me." You whisper, realization pumping through you, then anger. Hot, furious anger. What else has he lied to you about?

     "Get away from him!" You hear an Autobot scream from behind you. You turn around and the yellow Autobot skids to a stop. "Y/N. You're alive." He gasps.

     This was one of the dangerous Autobots Megatron was telling you about. You ready your gun and point it at him. "I don't know who this Y/N is, but it's not me."

     The yellow Autobot slowly holds his hands up in surrender. "Y/N, it's me Bumblebee." He says. You shoot at him and he dodges it. He holds his weapon up at you and you both circle each other, guards up.

     "Stop! I'm your friend. I'm your very best friend. Well, at least I was back on Cybertron."

     Your gun falters slightly. "What? You knew me on Cybertron?" You ask incredulously.

     "Y/N, you saved us. You gave up your life to save us. We all thought you died." He answers, his voice cracking.

     "No...no, you're a liar!" You scream suddenly, lunging for him.

     "Y/N, no!" He shouts at you as you take him to the ground. Before you can fire a shot into him, he slams his fist straight into your face, causing your head to hit the solid ground. You groan slightly, your vision wavering. You blink rapidly, trying to clear your vision.

     "I'm sorry, Y/N. I'm so sorry. But I'm going to save you this time. I promise." Bumblebee whispers, before running off.

———

"Sam, I need help." Bumblebee says to his human friend.

     "What's wrong?" Sam asks in concern.

      "You may have heard me talk about that female Autobot I was in love with all those years ago on Cybertron. Everyone thought she died sacrificing her life for ours." Bumblebee explains.

     "Yes, I remember." Sam nods.

     "Well, it turns out she's alive. She's a Decepticon. Megatron must have gotten to her and installed that technology into her. She doesn't remember anything. She doesn't remember her live on Cybertron. Her friends. Her family."

       "Or you." Sam adds softly.

       "Or me." Bumblebee nods. "I can't lose her again, Sam. I just can't. Every single day I wake up with the regret that I didn't tell her of my feelings for her. So many things would have been different. I love her so much and I need her to know this. I just don't know how to get the Decepticon technology out of her."

     Sam sits back in his chair, thinking for a long moment. After some time, he shakes his head. "I'm sorry, Bumblebee, I've got nothing." He sighs, rubbing his forehead. "Maybe just try to talk to her." He tells his friend.

     "She tried to shoot me in the face." Bumblebee states.

      Sam winces. "Okay, well, maybe make some type of deal with her. Just try to convince her. Bring up things from her past. Maybe that will jog her memory."

      "I'll try." Bumblebee sighs.

———

Bumblebee is back in the fight. He stands on the outskirts as the Autobots fight with the Decepticons. His eyes land on you, standing away from the battle, your back towards it. He can tell you're confused, wondering what to do. He takes a deep breath and heads over to you. At the sound of him coming near you, you turn around.

     "No! I don't want to kill you!" You exclaim, holding your gun up again. "Please. Just go." You beg softly.

       Bumblebee holds his hands up. "Y/N, you need to listen to me. Please. Just for a minute." He says as he walks towards you. You still point the gun at him. "We were good friends on Cybertron. The best. Even if you don't remember it, you have to believe me. Please. We—I was in love with you. I'm still in love with you. I know that Autobot is still in there somewhere." He says.

     "I'm not an Autobot. I'm a Decepticon."

     "No, you're not. That's what Megatron installed in you. You're really an Autobot. Megatron is lying to you." He insists.

      "I-I-I don't believe you." You falter nervously, your resolve breaking. Bumblebee stands in front of you, staring at you. Your gun is pointed at his chest.

      "Don't come any closer or I will shoot you, I swear." You vow.

       Bumblebee suddenly has this strong urge to kiss you. He has wanted to kiss you for as long as he can remember. Something inside of him—he doesn't know what—tells him to do it. To just kiss you. He puts a hand on your shoulder.

      "Stop! Stop right now!" You scream at him, your voice shaking. Despite your warnings, Bumblebee kisses you without reserve.

As this yellow Autobot kisses you, your memories resurface. You push yourself away from him with a gasp. "I remember. I remember." You pant.

       "What?" Bumblebee asks incredulously.

     "Your kiss. It's what did it. I remember everything, Bumblebee." You whisper in wonder.

     "Are you serious?"

       You nod. "I remember my life on Cybertron. I remember my friends and my family." You look at him. "You. I remember you." You smile softly. Bumblebee grins at you. "You kissed me." You state the obvious.

        Bumblebee looks away from you quickly. "I'm sorry." He mutters.

      "Don't be. You don't know how many times I mentally kissed you when I remembered you." You admit.

       He looks up at you in shock. "What?"

      "Bumblebee, I was so in love with you on Cybertron, I can't even begin to tell you how much. I was so scared to tell you because I thought you were going to reject me. Not only would that be humiliating, but it would ruin our friendship. So I loved you from afar. And I regret that more than anything."

     "Oh, Y/N." He breathes, taking you into his arms and holding you. You kiss Bumblebee and he kisses you back deeply. A long moment later, he pulls his head back and looks at you, smiling.

     "I'm so happy to have you back." He whispers.

     "I'm so happy to be back." You smile back. "Oh, by the way, sorry for almost shooting you in the face." You grimace.

      He laughs. "It's okay." He replies. An explosion goes off and you both jump in surprise.

      "Oh, yeah, we're in the middle of a battle." You smile grimly.

       "Ready to go defeat them and send them back to where they came from?" Bumblebee asks, holding his hand out. Your smile widens and you take his hand.

       "Time to show the Decepticons, Megatron, and the Fallen that they messed with the wrong girl."

     "Well, at least she's my girl." Bumblebee grins.
[THE END] I hope you liked it!