"Drift. He was a Decepticon. One of the two factions. He came to my planet. I...it was my fault he got injured, so I brought him to our city. I tried to show him our ways, the peace that we had. I tried by fighting him, every day. If he won, he could leave."
A sad smile at the memory. "He never won."
"But he told us of the danger, the Decepticons coming for us. We had a chance to prepare. And a number of us fought with him, for him. And...I fell."
His hands grab at each other, as though to remind himself he's still alive. Still here.
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"Drift. He was a Decepticon. One of the two factions. He came to my planet. I...it was my fault he got injured, so I brought him to our city. I tried to show him our ways, the peace that we had. I tried by fighting him, every day. If he won, he could leave."
A sad smile at the memory. "He never won."
"But he told us of the danger, the Decepticons coming for us. We had a chance to prepare. And a number of us fought with him, for him. And...I fell."
His hands grab at each other, as though to remind himself he's still alive. Still here.