Warp

He went to the sea-tower, and raised it with his officer’s code, and launched himself blindly into the air. He had refueled to capacity that morning out of the proceeds of the raid that he had run for Megatron—for Megatron—with so much satisfaction; he had been thinking of some adjustments, how he would train more warriors in proper energon discipline to ensure a steadily positive flow even if the targets grew smaller…

He ignited his engines and blasted through the atmosphere at full howling speed, gravity clawing at him until its last grip slid finally off his frame and he was driving away deep into the void, the shining cold grey disk of the moon ahead of him illuminated, a familiar and terrible beacon. He accelerated towards it, the universe smearing as he transitioned into warp speed, and he broke out of it again a few moments later and thundered down into the surface hard with both feet, a silent impact driving up clouds of dust and ash.