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Optimus Prime was leading a team of autobots to a secluded area in a forest where a decepticon patrol was looking for energon. They were taking resources to get this energon and Optimus insisted they stop them. This patrol was led by starscream and the seekers and with starscream in command things were about to get difficult. When Optimus gave the word to attack, the battle erupted. Shots from pulse rifles and laser guns fired every witch way. A few of the seekers shot heat seeking missiles causing great difficulty for the autobots to evade.

The battle was becoming too intense even for the aerialbots who were fighting off the seekers in a dog fight in the sky. Optimus decided to get more help and called in the protectobots to out number the decepticons. The protectobots received the transmission at their headquarters and left for the battle right away. HotSpot mentioned it would take them some cycles but they'd be there soon. HotSpot followed the coordinates Prime sent him as he led his team to the battle. They were approaching the battlefield and Hotspot commed prime to let him know they were arriving.

"Optimus Prime this is HotSpot my team and I are coming up on your location"

"Thanks for the heads up HotSpot. Approach with caution the decepticons have scattered and have taken sniper positions I'll meet up with you shortly"

"Understood sir, HotSpot out"

"Why don't we just combine into defensor and go in guns blazing?" Groove asks, anxious to fight.

"Absolutely not Groove! No combining defensor unless optimus gives the word got it?

Mostly groove and blades were disappointed by this. They'd rather combine and take out the decepticons while they had the advantage but all the protectobots knew not to combine unless told otherwise by their commander. With a disappointed sigh groove responded.

"Yes Hotspot, understood"

"Good, now we're almost there and when we do stay close and stay together until we find Optimus"

Meanwhile, in another part of the battle Jazz and cliffjumper were fighting off a portion of the patrol off to the side of the main battle both standing side by side firing at the seekers above them. Though they take missions seriously they do tend to joke with each other. Jazz was trying to shoot at the seekers wings unfortunately missing, cliffjumper noticed his friends frustration.

"Need more practice there Jazz?"

"Heh! speak for yourself cliff"

They both laughed off each other's compliments and continued defending themselves. They were both keeping their focus above them so that they didn't notice Thundercracker flying low enough to use a laser cannon to fire on cliff.

"How long do you thi-AAHH!!!"

"CLIFFJUMPER!!!"

Jazz screamed his best friend's name in horror. Seeing him suddenly blasted and knocked a few feet away from where he stood. It was a very close shot causing the red autobot to get the worst of it. Jazz ran to his side and pulled cliff over onto his back. This was more than a nightmare for Jazz. This was worse.

Most of cliffjumper's chest was burned. It was now a charred black color covering the red of his chassis. There was a gaping whole where the blast hit about five inches deep below his chest. Steam fummed out of him from the heat, possibly overheating his circuits. The hole would spray electricity and his eyes flickered on and off. A tiny bit of energon started leaking out of his mouth. He was whimpering in pain more so being terrified of his injuries.

"oh primus Cliff" there was both shock and fear in Jazz's voice.

Jazz avoided touching the front of cliffs chassis as he lifted him up to his own and held him close. He did his best to comfort his friend but it didn't take away the pain. They needed help. The Porsche did everything in his power to stay calm while also sending a distress signal in a panicked manner.

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