Sweet Little BumbleBee

Lost & Found

3rd person POV
It was dark, and he was alone. Those were the first things he noticed, that and the stinging pain in his chest plate. He clicked, a sad whimper escaping his vocalizer, but no reply came," Creator?" He whispered the question out, but again no answer came. The little yellow and black mechling sat up, onlining his small bright blue optics, and looked around. The glow coming from his optics was able to fill the small cave he was placed in, dancing off the walls as his optics shuttered. It was damp, dark, and cold, and for some reason he couldn't remember why he was there. He stood up and his legs shook , his little peds not able to hold his weight, he walked slowly towards the entrance, gripping the the cave wall for support. Almost falling multiple times, and when he finally got to the cave entrance he cried out. Bots , broken and battered, were strung across the ground. It made his spark break as he wandered out, only to trip and land on his femme co creation, or sister as most people call them,"Sissy?" He asked poking the femme in shoulder," Sissy...?" He called out again, dragging it out, as he poked a little harder. He gently placed his helm against his co-creation, his sharp audio receptors firmly against her chest plate. He was instantly worried, she wasn't breathing and he couldn't feel her spark, he glanced around. No one was moving, and he couldn't feel or see his creators. A roar of a jet engine flew over him, but he paid it no mind, it was probably just some neutral trying to run away. Pale blue tears filled his optics, threatening to fall, and doing so as a large shadow fell over him," What do we have here? A pathetically small sparkling." A harsh voice snarled, BumbleBee's helm snapped up to the grey, red, and blue seeker standing above him, and he stared in horror at the taller mech, he knew of Decepticons and AutoBots and he knew this bot was a Decepticon, due to the blur of purple on his chest plate," Quit staring you insufferable minibot, you should know to bow down to a superior being." StarScream roared as he kicked the mechling, none too soft as I might add. BumbleBee cried out, a large dent finding its way into his chest plate, opening the small gash that was already there, he offlined his optics as StarScream stomped on his back. The decepticon sneered," Why should I waste my time with a useless bot like you. You'll never amount to anything." He hissed out, using his ped to lift and toss the now Energon leaking bot to the side. He turned grumbling and complaining about small Sparklings and their uselessness. As the colors on StarScream got blurrier and blurrier, BumbleBee cried. Wires in his spark chamber were ripped, and he had dents in him, it hurt especially for a sparkling equivalent to a 2 month old. Blue optics looked to the side, a black and white blur was coming closer but the Sparklings optics were on the pool of Energon leaking from his small frame. The blur was even closer now, blue and red mixing into the black and white, he could also hear footsteps but Primus seemed to be frowning on him as his Optics dimmed. Everything was fading, turning into nothing, a blank dream almost, but he knew what it was. It was stasis lock, and it was coming fast," Sweet Primus.... Uh Prime ahm afraid the distress signal was discovered by the Decepticreeps." The voice said, a sad twinge in his vocal processor," Ah think one might survive but he's in stasis lock, and he's lost a lot of Energon. Ah'll bring him back to base but ah think it'll be best if it's just you and Ratchet in the MedBay." The was a split second of silence, before the voice picked up again," Yes sir." BumbleBee panicked inwardly, as large hands picked him up," Should I wait for the cleanup crew or head back now sir?" BumbleBee felt warmth, he knew it was the strangers warmth and that he shouldn't like it but it was surprisingly kind, and strong," Yes sir, ahm heading back now."