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At the very beginning, he woke up in a cell. The first thought that came to his processor was, that he messed up big. The red mech gambled and risked everything he still had with stepping up against Starscream. And he lost. He simply lost it all.
Not that it was much. Actually just his freedom. No more racing, no more polishing. Rotting away in this tiny Autobot cell. He tried hard to remember how he ended up here anyway. But all he remembered was a short pain. Everything went black and then he woke up in here.
"Looks like I'm gonna rust here now, huh" He mumbled to himself angrily. "That's what you get for playing the hero..." He continued while getting up from the ground he woke up on. The place was dark, small and empty. But the worst was, that it was full of organic dirt and dust. And some of that stuff had transferred to his paint job. "Just great" Knock Out hissed displeased, as he heard heavy steps coming in his direction.
His plates went tight against his body while he tried his best to not look intimidated. He didn't want to know what would come now. Bad for him – his processor wouldn't stop showing him many, many rather unpleasant scenarios. It just stopped the moment two massive figures came to halt just in front of his cell.
The former Decepticon medic had forgotten about his plan to look as fearless as possible, seeing the Prime himself winged by Ultra Magnus. While the Prime's expression was rather... expressionless, the Magnus scowled down at him. Knock Out was not the biggest of mechs, but with these two clearly towering him, he felt tiny. He was scrapped.