Twins

The Escape (Intro)

No One's POV

It was supposed to be a simple mission, just like countless others before it. They were supposed to win, just like they had every other time in the past. What went wrong? What did they do that caused this sort of outcome? Was there anything they could've done that could've prevented this from happening? To stop the Decepticons from winning the war and killing everyone they knew and cared about? Maybe... maybe not. All they knew was that now they had to stick together no matter what, and that they had to find a safe place away from humans and Cons alike. Because no matter who they were, both species only brought harm and ruin to the twin warriors. Sunstreaker and Sideswipe may never be able to forgive or forget what they'd done to them ever since they came to Earth, especially on that last mission.

The humans in the government had picked up a signal of something near the coast of Florida that they wanted the Autobots to investigate for them. They had assumed it was just another stray Decepticon, but it was much worse than that. When they had arrived at the location of the signal, they were met with an army beyond measure. They were outnumbered and had no way to fight back without endangering the civilians nearby. Optimus Prime sent Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, Bumblebee, and Jazz off to evacuate the humans from the towns before the Decepticons could get there while the rest of the Autobots held the front lines.

The twins set off in one direction while Bee and Jazz went in another, wanting to cover more ground. What the twins didn't realize as they helped the humans was that their friends were being slaughtered... even their great leader was defeated. Once the twins had finished their task, they tried contacting their team for their next set of orders. When they didn't get any responses, they went back to help in the battle just in time to see Megatron himself stabbing their leader, and closest one to a father they ever had, right through the spark. They saw all of their other friends on the ground in pieces and instantly knew. They'd lost... because they hadn't been there to help them... because they had to help the humans.

The Decepticons chased after the twins as they retreated, intending to wipe out the last of the Autobots once and for all. The twins fought their way to safety and went into hiding, not wanting anything to do with Decepticons or humans ever again.

"Sunny? We have to keep moving, Cons will be here any second."

"Right." Sunstreaker replied to his red twin. "Let's get out of here, we'll stop again once we're in the clear."

And so, here they were. On the run for two years after their escape from death. They had gone back to N.E.S.T. to gather their things, weapons and old trinkets from their friends, and stole two trailers to keep their things in while on the move. There would be times that they'd have to stop to rest and resupply their weapons, but they never stayed in one place for too long.

Even though they'd been through countless centuries of war and battle, seeing their closest friends slaughtered before them hit the twins hard. Most nights they'd have nightmares about it, waking up in a panic. In all their years of being at war with nearly everyone around them, they'd never had friends like the Autobots. Even their leader, who was like a father and mentor to them, was murdered before their very optics. It was sparkbreaking...

What neither of the twins knew was that while they escaped death, five others were making their own escapes from death and imprisonment. Only Primus knew if they'd end up crossing paths.

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AN: I was going to wait till after I finished 'New Transformers' but oh well🤷🏽‍♀️😂 hope you guys enjoy this one! I promise it's not entirely dark and depressing like this chapter was😅