Author's Notes:

Things are about to get dramatic, I hope you guys like it.

From deep space, Unicron studied and watched everything that happened on Earth. Nothing could be concealed away from his watching eyes. With the superstructure within, he could see everything through millions of monitors that were lined all together. The same images as before were played back, showing Sunset Shimmer's fall into the lava, her recovery, and her return to Cybertronian form with the Matrix of Leadership still intact. No one could hear it, but he let out a loud scream of anger.

"You failed me Galvatron... and you will be punished..."

The entire planet began to rumble and shake, and then it began to move all on its own. It left its floating orbit, and began to move off into space...

On Cybertron, the Decepticons had returned back to their bases of operations and they seperated the Autobots into different cells. The Autobots with magic shared a cell together, all of which were strapped to operating tables. Cliffjumper and Arcee were transferred to another cell on a lower deck, and they moved Sour Sweet and Smallfoot to a prison area on one of Cybertron's Moon Bases. Specifically Moon Base Two.

But in the Decepticon base, a collected gathering of Decepticon warriors were gathered together all summoned by Shockwave to speak on a particular manner that raised their attention.

"Decepticons. I assume you know the reason we're all gathered tonight."

"Via, the same reason we all came here without question?" Skywarp asked.

"Exactly. We share a problem that all of us together have. And its clearly fair to say..."

Everyone all yelled at the same time.

"THE SHADOWCONS HAVE GOT TO GO!"

Shockwave nodded. "Exactly. Those Shadowcons have been twisting Galvatron's mind, turning him against us all, and they've been trying to claim our rightful places in the Decepticon army."

"I'm sick and tired of that witch telling me what to do. I think its time someone put that Con in her place!" Slipstream barked.

"Hear, hear!" A few Cons clamored.

"Well, as much as we all would like to, I'm afraid its not going to be easy. If what we have intercepted was true, then we are all in grave danger. I hoped this wouldn't be possible, but it would appears as though the legends are true."

"What's true?" Thundercracker asked.

Shockwave's eye hummed. "Those Shadowcons are serving under the majesty that is... Unicron."

Everyone was about to gasp, but they stopped. They didn't know who he was. None of them knew. Everyone just stared at each other with confused looks, and then back to Shockwave.

"Unicron?"

"This better not be something made by some primate looking thing." A Stunticon off to the side asked.

"It isn't. But from I understand, Unicron is... wait a minute. Where is Blitzwing? I thought I called him here to join us."

Blitzwing wasn't with the group of Decepticons that had called a secret meeting. He was told to join the rest of them, but something else had caught his eye. He stood by a monitor and he looked out into an open window off into Cybertron's atmosphere. He could see something slowly appearing from deep space right towards their own vicinity. A giant planet with a ring and jagged horns sticking out that was coming straight towards them...

On Moon Base Two, Sour Sweet who was still wearing her Targetmaster suit paced back and forth in her cell trying to think of an escape plan. And thankfully for her, the suit was built with air tanks so she could breathe.

"Come on Sour, think! How can you get out of here?"

She paced back and forth for a few more moments and then stopped. Maybe there were some items she had with her that she could use.

She pulled the metallic pack off her back and opened it up, revealing a few tools and items within.

"Okay, lets see..."

She dug through, and grabbed a few things. She found a wrench, a mini saw, a handle which equipped a laser sword, a... teddy bear? She just put the teddy bear back in, but she stopped when she found something else. The small black box that held the ring she made to propose to her loved one. She opened it up and the golden color sparkled in her mask's eyes. Oh how she wish she had the chance to finally say the solid words to her. But maybe another time.

She grabbed the small box and clipped it to her belt. Then with a few other tools, she clipped them to her side so if need be, she could grab them right away.

Now that she had everything she needed, it was time to get moving. But wait, how could she break out of the cell. The door was sealed tight. Maybe there was a way to bash it down.

She tapped her chin and she snapped her fingers.

Stepping back, she readied herself and smirked. Her suit began to transform itself around her and she herself formed into a rocket launcher equipped with a single rocket.

Once she found her perfect angle and position, she fired off the rocket which blew up the cell door. The outside edges weakened, and it fell outside, slamming onto the ground.

Sour's suit transformed itself around her adn she changed back into her biped state with a smirk.

"Boom baby!" Sour giggled.

She ran out of the room and made a turn around the corner. Now it was time to find her partner, wherever she was. But where? All of these rooms were the same, and none of them looked the same.

But wait. In the cell on her left. She could hear a slow moving romantic 1980s song playing inside. Only one person she knew played that music.

Take my breath away

Sour looked around the walls on the cell and part of the hallway. Maybe there was a simple way for her to get in. Looking up, she found a keypad. Maybe she just needed to open it.

She tried to jump up, but she couldn't reach it. Her height was too small for it. She tried again, but no luck. All she did was just fall on her back. She slapped her forehead in frustration. This was easier if she was bigger.

But wait. Could she blast the controls down? No, that could possibly lock the doors and keep her girlfriend stuck in there. What about her suit's flight controls? If she could get into the air and get her suit into a gun, she could throw herself at the panel to open it. Well, it was better than nothing else.

Her suit transformed again and she got into the air as she formed the gun. Then with all her might, she threw herself at the panel to open it.

She waited a few moments, and with a stroke of luck, the door beeped. The doors slide open, opening it up. And inside, sitting on the little bed with only her legs bound, was Smallfoot.

Smallfoot's green eyes glanced up and a big smile formed on her face.

"Baby! You're here!"

Sour grinned. "Aw, shucks. I couldn't just sit there in that cell. Now sit still, I'm gonna try and get you free."

She quickly ran over to Smallfoot's legs and pulled out a saw. Then, she began to start cutting through the laser restraints.

"They didn't torture you, did they?"

"Thankfully, no. But I did get a few beats here and there." Smallfoot winced, rotating her shoulders. "And unfortunately, they actually thought things out, and they took my power pack. So now my powers are in limbo."

Sour looked up with a sympathetic smile. "Don't worry Smallfoot. You've still got me. And I think if we look around, we can find some ammunition and a gun for you to use."

Smallfoot smiled back. "Babe, I already have the gun I need, and she's right here in front of me."

Sour's cheeks heated up.

"Y-You mean, me?"

Smallfoot nodded. "You're not only my girlfriend... but I've kind of considered you to be my Targetmaster partner."

Sour grinned. "We really have become Targetmasters, haven't we?"

The final cuts were made, and now Smallfoot could move her legs again. She stood back on her own red boots and stretched them, now glad to walk.

"Thanks babe."

Sour giggled. "Anything for my big rig. Now, how about we fight our way out? I've still got some bullet shells with me."

Smallfoot just gave a smile back and a nod.

"And away we go!"

Sour jumped up, and her suit transformed around her back into a gun. Smallfoot clutched it in time, and held it close to her, running out of the cell.

Both of them made around another corner and found themselves near the control room. Now it was time to shoot up the place.

"Okay. 1... 2... 3!"

She kicked the door down and screamed at the top of her lungs like an ape as she charged into the room, ready to shoot. But when she stopped to really look... no one was there. Not a Decepticon guard was around to keep the place in control.

"... Okay, something's not right."

She threw Sour up into the air who transformed back into her regular form, landing on her feet.

"Shouldn't there be guards around to keep this place monitored?"

The two of them looked around some more, checking if there were any Decepticons hiding in any crevices that they couldn't see. Nothing.

But the feet against the ground that wasn't their own, got them both to drop dead cold in their tracks.

"There's someone behind us, isn't there?"

"Yep."

"Several Vehicons?"

"Most likely."

"... Bring it on."

Sour jumped up, transforming into the gun. Smallfoot gripped her tight, turned around facing the guards and pulled the trigger on each and every one of them that tried to shoot. None of their lasers shot Smallfoot. Sour and Smallfoot were moving too fast and too swift for any of their movements.

Smallfoot held Sour like a machine gun as she shot them all down like a gangster. She twirled the gun around her arms, and she slowly moved her body from side to side shooting them all down like target beams.

By the time the last one was left, he raised his hands up to surrender.

"I surrender!"

"One question. Where do you keep the ammunition and explosives?" Sour asked while immobile.

"Uh... its the third door on the left, down the hall!"

"That's all I need."

Smallfoot said nothing else, but shot a paralyzing laser blast which knocked him onto the ground with everyone else.

"Well, that's done."

Sour transformed out of her arms and back into biped form with a grin and her arms folded.

"And that's why you don't mess with us."

Smallfoot and Sour looked around. What to do now?

"So, why did you want to know that?"

"I thought maybe we could leave this place with enough ammo to help break our friends back on Cybertron. After all, we--"

Sour and Smallfoot stopped talking when they felt a big tremor shake the moon they were on. It only lasted for a few seconds, thankfully. But it was followed up by another tremor which shook the ground a little longer than before.

"Okay. That can't be a coincidence."

The tremors shook the ground again, much longer than before and the two of them were now flat on their backs.

"What's going on!?"

"I don't know, but we can't let the building collapse on us. Come on, we're getting out of here!"

Outside in space, Unicron descended closer and closer to the planet's atmosphere, but he didn't want to target Cybertron. His first objectives were the two giant moons directly outside. His first pick was to devour Moon Base 1 whole, and follow it up with Moon Base 2.

His horns dug into the first Moon Base, and he began pulling it closer to his mouth, ready to start chomping on it, feeding on its energy.

Sour Sweet and Smallfoot ran outside just in time as the tremors continued, and could see the first moon off in the distance... and the giant planet about to eat it. Both of them were frozen when they saw Unicron in the distance.

"Where did that come from!?" Sour screamed.

"Uh... S-S-Sour..." Smallfoot whimpered.

"What? What is it babe?"

"Remember all those stories about a monster gulping up Gobotron?"

"Yeah, why?"

Her red finger slowly moved up and pointed to Unicron and watched as he got closer to Moon Base 1.

"No... that thing is--"

"Mmmhmmm..." Smallfoot nodded out of fear. "I hoped I would never see it again but... now its here!"

Sour gulped. "Okay... lets not panic. Lets find a ship and get off this moon before it eats us."

"Right."

The two girls quickly ran from the hallway, going up several stairs trying to reach to the outside. Once they did, they looked beyond to the areas where all of the space cruisers were parked but were left with a shock. All of them had departed from the moon. And there was no other ship left.

"No... no, no, no, no, no, no, no!" Smallfoot panicked. "Not like this, I don't want it to end like this! What do we do?"

Sour Sweet looked into the eyes of her panicked lover and scratched her chin. There had to be something they could do, and fast. That planet was surely going to come towards them once it was done with the first moon. Wait. She found an ammunition room. There were explosives in that room. Thousands, in fact.

"Baby? I have an idea. I know you may not like this, but it might be the only thing we can do to help our friends."

Sour explained to Smallfoot her idea, and sure enough it was true. Smallfoot wasn't too fond of the ideas, but in her heart, she knew there was nothing they could do now.

"Alright. Well, if we're going to blow up this entire moon as that thing eats it, we better move fast."

It took a bit of time, but Sour and Smallfoot managed to set up all of the explosives and bombs, ready to activate them as soon as Unicron got closer.

"Alright, the explosives are activated. They'll go off if I press this switch." Smallfoot showed Sour a small trigger in her hand with a red button on the top of it for her to press. "As soon as I press this button, the explosives are going to go out faster than popping bubbles."

"Perfect. Well, hopefully this does some damage to that--"

Both of them were thrown off their feet and onto their backs at the feel of a large tremor. The two looked up and they could see Unicron had dug his giant horns into the sides of the moon, clutching onto it and pulling it into its mouth.

The two of them moved closer together, holding each other as they stared deep into the jaws of the monster, tons of debris and objects falling and flying around them. Pillars fell behind them, plates and pieces were swept off from the ground and the tops of the buildings.

Sour looked into the depths of her lover's eyes who were wide as canyons. She couldn't help but stare at the monstrosity in front of them that was about to swallow them whole.

"Sour... I... I know this isn't how you planned for us to end, and its certainly not how I wanted to die but... I just wanted to say, I always loved you from the moment we met, and at this point in time... I'll be happy dying beside you."

Sour could wipe tears from her own eyes if she could, but due to the mask, she couldn't. But before Smallfoot said anything else, Sour spoke up.

"Smallfoot... I love you too. And I know we're about to die soon but, I want to do one more thing before we go into the next life."

Smallfoot nodded.

Sour held both of her hands. Smallfoot sat on her knees to face her, face to face, eye to eye. Sour moved closer and she looked at her with the most adorable of smiles.

"Smallfoot, we've been through a lot of challenges together. We've competed in each other in a competition, we've had our first date, had our bodies switched, you helped me face my inner demons, and you even took care of me when I was turned into a baby. And in all of those times, all of those perilous journeys, you've stuck with me no matter what. And it was from our very first kiss that I knew I made the right choice and I stayed with you. I never want to leave you. There is no other girl who's like you, and you're the only one for me. In fact... I want to spend the rest of my life with you, in holy matrimony."

Sour got down on one knee, and she opened up a hatch from her breast plate that she kept with her. She held a small box in her hand, and opened it up. In the box was a golden gear that was hollowed out, big enough to fit on Smallfoot's own hand. Smallfoot let out a gasp and cupped her mouth in shock.

"Smallfoot... will you marry me?"

Those single words were all she wanted to hear. She didn't care about the monster that was about to swallow them up in any minute. Sour had sang music for her... and it was the most beautiful sound she heard.

Tears of joy filled her eyes, and she gave a smile.

"Y-Yes! Of course!"

Sour smiled back and she managed to slide the gear ring onto her ring finger which fit her perfectly. Engraved from a torch read 'My Beautiful Rig'. Now engaged, she grabbed her fiance and held her tight in a big hug, and cried out of pure joy. Sour couldn't help but smile and tear up as well.

She looked to her fiance in the eye and cupped her gray cheek. Smallfoot pulled close and the two of them shared one final passionate kiss together. Their last moments together... and it was nothing but short of magical.

The two of them stayed in a hugging embrace as they kissed, and Smallfoot's free arm rose up holding the trigger for the explosives. They were getting close to their final seconds. Sour and Smallfoot looked to the device and up at Unicron was who getting mere inches away from them.

Sour's other hand cupped Smallfoot's, who's own fingers intertwined with hers.

One final glance at Unicron, and the two of them spoke in unison.

"Til all... are one!"

Together without regret, they pressed the button.