Staring off into the distance, Arcee watched as the sun began to set, the orange light spreading it's rays across the desert as the sky glowed with pink, fluffy clouds.

How dare they be so bright and colourful on this tragic day . . . She thought as she clenched her fists, glaring across the plains.

Little did she know someone else was also mourning for their lost friend.

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Knockout shouted in rage, smashing anything he could find, datapads, glasses, tools even his buffer.

But nothing helped him ease the anger and pain he felt.

Soundwave stood back, watching the mech in the medbay, with a blank expression on his visor, but underneath he knew how Knockout felt.

Knockout continued to destroy his medbay, before long nothing was left untouched, he was leaned over on one of the tables, his arms crossed and his helm rested upon them, as he began to sob.

"Why did it have to be fragging him?"

Soundwave had to deliver the news to the medic, that his best friend was dead, because of a failed mission and Dreadwing wasn't able to stop her.

Knockout shook his helm, standing back up straight, but his back faced towards Soundwave. "You can leave now Soundwave."

Soundwave nodded and turned to go, before he could he stopped himself and played a clip. "Everything will be okay." It was the voice of a long dead Autobot who was imprisoned in the same ship they stand on.

Knockout nodded, but didn't believe it.

Soundwave walked out, leaving the medic alone as he began to mourn over his lost friend.

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Hello readers, this is short because of the prologue, chapters will be longer, I promise.

I hope you enjoy this Fanfiction as much as I am writing it, and it is my first one.

This story may contain smut, so I'll warn you now, it'll also contain swearing.

- Blue