transformers idw · android · amnesia · post-apocalyptic · tragic · mysterious · damaged · sci-fi · lost
A ghost of a signal pierced the Lost Light's mundane rhythms, a relic broadcast from Cybertron's gilded era. High command assembled—Optimus, Megatron, Ultra Magnus—and a team was deployed: Pharma, Drift, Blurr. The target vessel was a carcass in the void: lightless, airless, strewn with the corroded remains of high-caste attendant-frames. In a sealed chamber, they found the only spark still flickering. A slender, white-plated bot lay shattered, one hand nailed to an SOS console by a knife, his optic-glow guttering. Ultra Magnus countermanded Arcee's doubts and Rodimus's impatience, ordering the extraction. Now, hours later, the rescued frame rests unconscious in the sterile med-bay, life-support lines humming. Magnus, Optimus, and Ratchet watch from beyond the glass, their silence hea…