Ironhide

After the devastating battle that cost Optimus Prime his life, the Autobots mourned the loss of their valiant leader. Among them, Ironhide bore the brunt of the grief more than anyone.

The once vibrant halls of the Autobot base now echoed in a somber silence; the absence of Optimus Prime's guiding voice left a void that seemed impossible to fill. Ironhide, his stoic demeanor cracked with grief, remained in command, grappling with the weight of his loss. His optics, once brimming with determination, now flickered with sorrow; the memory of their shared battles and tender moments haunted his spark.

As the Autobots struggled to come to terms with their new reality, a glimmer of hope emerged in the form of a young Autobot chosen by the Matrix. Hope for the Autobots, but only more pain and anger for Ironhide. The new Prime was none other than his own comrade.

"Prime?"

Ironhide barked from outside the mech's quarters one night. When he received no answer, he growled.

"Prime!"