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The forest was dark, thick with mist and the scent of damp earth. Shadows twisted between the trees, their shapes shifting under the glow of the Autobots’ headlights. They moved in silence, the weight of their mission pressing down on them like an unspoken command.

A Cybertronian with venom that could turn anything into energon. It sounded like a myth, a whispered legend passed between desperate bots in the war’s darkest hours. But Ratchet had found proof—records buried deep in old archives, fragmented data confirming the existence of such a being. And if it was true… if they could find them…

Infinite energon.

Optimus led the team, his expression unreadable. Behind him, Ratchet carried the necessary supplies—reinforced chains, thick ropes, and cloths soaked in chloroform. Bulkhead and Arcee moved with tense anticipation, while Bumblebee’s optics flickered with unease.

They weren’t here for negotiations.

They were here to take what Cybertron needed.

Somewhere in the depths of the forest, something watched them. Something that had survived for millennia, unseen, untouched.

And it knew they were coming.