Transformers.2007 Instant

“Is dead,” Optimus said, the words heavy, not triumphant. “But his ambition is a poison that spreads. The AllSpark cannot remain on this planet. It will call to every Decepticon in the galaxy. It will turn your machines, your phones, your very toasters into enemies.”

The silence was absolute.

“A strategic option,” Ironhide grumbled, his cannons twitching. “Or I could shoot it. See what happens.”

The kid didn't look like much.

Sam just nodded, his jaw tight. He wasn't looking at the Cube. He was looking at the still, gray form of Bumblebee, his guardian, lying crumpled against a shattered fountain. Legs twisted, optics dark, a quiet hiss of escaping coolant the only sound.

And then they were gone.

Optimus gave one last look at Sam. Then, with a surge of blinding light, the Ark’s space bridge tore a hole in reality itself. The Autobots—carrying Bumblebee, carrying the Cube, carrying the memory of a battle fought on a strange little world—stepped through. transformers.2007

“He would do it again,” Jazz added, his lean, silver frame flickering with residual energy damage. “It is the way of our spark.”

Starscream.

Above them, the jets engaged. The war was over. But as Lennox would later write in his after-action report, ‘The war is over. But the watch has just begun. Because out there, in the dark between worlds, a giant robot is carrying our future in his hands. And he is not alone.’ “Is dead,” Optimus said, the words heavy, not triumphant

“If we do this,” Sam said, his voice cracking but growing stronger, “can you fix him? Can you bring Bumblebee back?”

Mikaela Banes, wiping grease from her hands on a torn shirt, walked up beside Sam. “So what? You just… throw it into the sun?”

But Optimus lowered his head, his optics meeting Sam’s. “No, Samuel. This is where our paths diverge. You gave the Cube to me. You gave me your trust. Now, give me your goodbye. Bumblebee would never forgive me if I led you into the darkness between worlds.” It will call to every Decepticon in the galaxy

“His spark is intact, Samuel. It flickers in the dark. He gave his voice for you once. Now, we must lend him ours. But the journey to Cybertron’s moon is long. And the Decepticons still have ears on Earth. Starscream escaped.”