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The chaos of war painted the battlefield in fire and shadow, and amidst it all, young Sentry stood frozen, his optics wide with horror. He couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe, as he watched Megatron, a storm of unbridled fury, rip Sentinel Prime in half. Sentinel's frame collapsed to the ground in a grotesque heap, his spark extinguished, but Megatron wasn’t finished. With a feral snarl, the tyrant tore the transformation cog from Sentinel's chest. The gruesome prize glinted in the dying light as Megatron claimed it to refashion himself, a declaration of his ascendancy. Sentry trembled, his legs weak beneath him. Sentinel Prime wasn’t just his leader. He was his father. His protector. And now, Sentinel was gone—murdered before Sentry’s young optics. Seven years old in human reckoning, the sparkling could do nothing but turn and run. Tears blurred his vision as he fled, his tiny frame shaking with every sob. He found a place to hide, and there he remained, paralyzed by grief and fear

Buzz Lightyear of Star Command meets Transformers: Animated - Chapter 2: First Encounter Inside the Autobot base, nestled deep within a warehouse in the heart of Detroit, Optimus Prime and his team gathered for a critical strategy meeting. Though Megatron had been unusually quiet recently, Optimus knew better than to let his guard down. The Decepticon leader could strike at any moment. Optimus Prime, his voice steady but commanding, addressed the group. “We cannot afford to underestimate Megatron. He may be silent, but his ambitions haven’t disappeared. The Decepticons still seek the techno-organic Energon, and we must be ready to counter any attack.” Bumblebee, ever the enthusiastic one, spoke up. “Hey, why don’t we try reaching out to Sentinel Prime? He and the Elite Guard could help us get ready for whatever Megatron’s planning.” Jazz, always the level-headed strategist, shook his head. “We’ve already contacted Sentinel. He’s on his way to Earth to help out. We’ll have backup

Chapter 1: Turning Back The Hands of Time My mother always told me to find my own path in this world. However, the choices I make can affect those around me. But as push comes to shove, the future isn’t written in stone, but we each make our own destiny. But how does destiny work? Can fate change at the hands of time itself, or does it work in the past, present...or future? But I guess, fate is like a clock, slowly ticking away until all the hands reach towards the top, and then an unknown destiny comes at you when you least expect it...or maybe in the most unexpected ways. But about a year ago, my fate was chosen, and a destiny had already begun for me… And it all began...with a ticking sound of a clock...and the hands of time that began to turn. --- One year ago… December 13, 2017 10:00 a.m. It was winter in California, the snow was raining down in the sky, but unfortunately, it didn’t stick. Once it landed on the ground it always melts, but if it was lucky enough, it might