Author Is Missing.

Somewhat Fragged Up Badly In The Afts.

Enigma awoken from her slumber at the sound of Bumblebee's and Bulkhead's screeching tires. Rubbing her eyes, the writer faintly remembered about her conversation with Bucket and looked over to her phone.

"V-Visor, need to get the visor..." she mumbled, scooting towards her bag on the floor.

"MISS US, DOCBOT!?" Miko's yell made the writer halt in her tracks. Spinning around, she ran over to the metal railing, watching Optimus and Arcee getting ready to go out in the Artic.

"Shit. It's really THAT episode!?" Anna hissed. Optimus took notice of the tiny girl's presence and came closer, gently tapping her head.

"Good morning." He greeted.

"Ah, morning..." Anna feigned a smile, not really wanting the mech to be exposed in the harsh weathers. "Hey Optimus, can you-"

"Delete that anomaly's device!"

"Huh?" Anna turned around, trying to catch the owner of that weird statement. The clueless kid failed to realise her bag glowed bright blue before dimming out.

"It's gone. Finally."

"Good, we want to see that kid suffer."

"That's weird..." Anna mumbled, hearing some voices that DOES NOT belong to the Autobots.

"You were saying?" Optimus called.

"Uh..." Anna shuffled in her feet, not liking how this goes. "I..."

"You can't tell us the future, Anna. For that, I understand." Optimus spoke out her thoughts, making the girl look up at him. "But I am guilty of wanting to know one crucial detail." He turned to his team before looking at the Anna.

"Will there be...any more casualties?" he frowned, optics pleading to know the truth.

"No." Anna shook her head. "At least, not as I remembered off. Near death? Yes." She gave him a vague answer before blinking twice, remembering something. "Do you guys have a mini heater around?" she asked.

"Why?" Arcee asked, sauntering towards the femme human.

"We do. We've got some, actually." Ratchet replied, holding two tiny cuboid looking item in his servo. "Powered by your technology; coal." He shuddered. "Low techs, I swear to Primus."

"Take it along with you, Optimus." Anna said firmly.

"She's smarter than we let on."

Furrowing her eyes, the femme ignored the statement from the weird source again.

Optimus heeded to her advice and brought along the two devices before disappearing into the portal.

Like clockwork, the groundbridge MALFUNCTIONED.

Sighing, Anna mentally prepared herself as she made her way to her belongings. "Right, visor!" the girl rummaged through her bag, but couldn't find said item.

In fact, she couldn't see her belongings AT ALL. The insides of her bag were pitch black, much to her shock. "What the fuck...?" she muttered, picking her phone from the table to enquire again with Bucket. "Hey, where's my app!?"

Wattpad has been DELETED from her phone.

"WHAT IN THE SLAGGING PITS!?"

Growling, the writer tried to reinstall it, only to be further angered as she saw she wasn't able to.

"Fuck fuck fuckfuck..." She face-palmed, muttering Cybertronian profanities under her breath as she tried to calm down. "I need to get out from here. Lightblade, can you hear me?"