Sentinel was nowhere to be found after the banishing. Things had changed so much. With the newfound war and the growing city of Iacon. Some even forget about the crime that was never fully committed.Â
Meanwhile, at the Autobot base. Vicky had walked in on Ratchet working frantically. She looked to him.Â
âIs everything okay-â
She was cut off by the old mech's words.
âI can't seem to find the energon data you had donated to me yesterday for testing.â
Vicky sighed with a small smirk. Thinking the old mech had just forgotten it somewhere.
âYou properly just misplaced it. Here you can do another transfusion.â
Vicky sat on the desk and put her arm out for him. They had to do another transfusion. After that, no one really questioned where the first sample of Vickyâs energon went. No one would have even known who had their hands on it.Â
Soon, a strange transmission came from out of Iacon. Warning of quintessons near the borders. A small team was sent out. Elita and Vicky were staying behind. To make sure the base would stay safe.Â
It was safe to say all the Quintesson soldiers were defeated, but the one who sent the signal was shown to be the fallen Prime himself.
âYou guys did well here.â
Sentinel smirked as Arachnid followed. Optomus paused while the other pulled up their weapons. Optimus spoke.
Sentinel smiled as he then kneeled respectfully.
âI helped out. Didn't I? I did you a huge favor. Why not give me one?â
âHow dare you even suggest asking for such a thing!?â
Optimus stared at Sentinel. He really did feel something about him had changed. Yet he doesn't know what. He put his hand out to him. Then help him up. Sentinel smiled and took it.
âI wanna come back to Iacon. I wanna be of use to the autobots and the primes again. What I did was totally out of the question. All I ask is to be treated with more respect.â
Optimus thought, but then nodded.Â
âI'll have to speak to the primes about this. There is only one condition.â
âYou stay away from Vicky. She has already grieved you once.â
Sentinel froze. His grip tightened a bit, but he relaxed and pulled out his fake smile once again and nodded.
âUnderstandable, old friend.âÂ
Since then. Vicky knew that Sentinel was back in Iacon. Yet she not once visited him. He did the same. He was too focused on his trail back into the place with the old primes. It was somehow approved. The people slowly accepted him again. He was back to where he needed to be. Yet he had other plans. He held a jar of energon with a label.
Sentinel smirked and took off the label. Soon, giving it to his loyal medics. He even gave a sample of his own energon flow.Â
âI need an heir. Mix up a sparking for me. Wont ya?â