Deceiving FactorThe dusk was suffocating.Deceiving Factor
The dim light from the setting sun proved a worthy halo for the mech that the yellow Autobot sought. For a moment, Bumblebee paused, standing at the foot of a hill to watch the one who had situated himself at the crest; an eerie, jagged silhouette wreathed in the blood red hues of the dying day.
There had always been something about Barricade that had unnerved the Camaro. He was not afraid of the Mustang, not hardly; the smaller Autobot had courage that most faction leaders lacked, and there was no situation in existence in which Bumblebee would not lay down his life for his cause. Perhaps
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