bumblebee's journey (book 1)

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Bumblebees pov:

It was dark outside and cold. I walked for sometime before, so I wouldn't wake the others. My wound was throbbing, but I ignored it, if I wanted to get out of here I had to. When I thought I was far enough away I transformed and started driving back to the town. It wasn't far away I could make it there in 30 minutes, at least. I was finally out of that camp, it made me sick just to think about the smell anymore. I let my thoughts wander as I drove over the battle strewn field.

Ratchets pov:

I walked out of the med tent finally able to smell somewhat fresh air. The night was cold and bitter at lest it would help with the smell. I turned to walk to the sleeping hall to see if anyone needed anything. Highfire walked out and up to me, I had a feeling I knew what it was about.

"He made a break for it again" he said, pointing his finger over his back. I sighed but thanked him. I had recruited him to tell me if he ever did. He was also worried about B-127. I sighed B-127 didn't know . . . I hadn't told him that the town he was so desperately trying to get back to was completely leveled after a missile strike.

 I commed two of the guards on duty and informed them about the situation. They would go after him if he didn't get serious medical treatment then he would just continue to get worse. He never told anyone about what happened before we found him knocked out on the battle field but I knew something was wrong something that wouldn't be fixed if he kept quiet.

I waved my hand for highfire to leave. He shrugged and walked back into the sleeping hall. B-127 might be a kid but he's strong, yet I can't shake the feeling something is qrong. I walked into the sleeping hall and heard the engine noise of one flyer and one car. Good B-127 was good at out maneuvering if they were ether both flyers or both ground vehicles. I continue to walk through the sleeping hall seeing if anyone needed help.

Bumblebees pov:

After about 35 minutes I arrived at the edge of the cliff overlooking the town. I couldn't see the town yet but transformed and started walking to the edge. The wind was blowing cold off the front and fog rolled close to the ground. It gave the night a chill to it but I'm sure that when I see the town it would go away. I walked up to the edge of the cliff the horror struck me like a grenade. The town was gone the houses lay in shambles. The giant hole in the center and everything being blown away by it. A missile strike that whipped out the only thing I had left. I fall to my knees clutching the ground.

"no no NO" I say, as the lubricant starts to leak from my optics. I can feel my spark tightening with grief.

 I squint trying to see if anything survived all I saw were the corps of the town people littering the ground. the lubricant streaming down my face,  I remember everything the war took from me. how I watched the decepticons kill my family in front of me how I watched as Megatron ripped the spark from my best friend for simply being a autobot. and now destroying the only thing in this world that could possibly bring things back to normal. 

I stand up overlooking my broken town wiping the lubricant from my optics, though they are still blurry. I want to go elsewhere, no I need to get out of here away from all the grief of the war. I needed it to stop, Stop hurting, stop being true, i needed it all to just stop. after I stood there my frame shuddered in the night air, but not from the cold. 

then there is a hum of a flyers engine in the dictense coming towards me. I see a rust red cargo plane flying towards me. I cant see if its an autobot or decepticon .I activate my gun and mask and aim at the cargo plain flying to me. the night is dark and I cant see clearly through the thick cloud coverage. a bot suddenly jumps at me pushing my gun away and pining me the the ground. I squirm against the bot a mech trying to get free. its no use he is twice my size. 

"B-127 stand down its us the autobots" I stop trashing and get a clear look at the mech. he is a deep blue mech, a car. I stop fighting and relaxed for him to get off, they were not my enemies he gets up and helped me up. he looks over to the decimated town I can see the sorrow in his optics. 

"did some one you know live their" he asks. did some one I know, yeah my enter life lived there. but I don't say it out loud and instead just nod.

 "B-127 you know we have to take you back please don't make this hard" I step back a few times getting some distance between us so I can run if needed. 

"why, why do I have to go back if I don't want to. just leave me here" I say my servos balling up into fists, as I backed away further. 

"I know what your going through. I lost a friend to the war" he says, putting his hands he obviously noticed my distress. 

"how could you possibly know" I say and start backing um more. he takes a step forward. he points a diget at me.

"don't you adr run, do not run" he says sternly, I shake me helm to clear my thoughts. 

"I'm sorry I cant do that" I say and begin running he was quickly in pursuit. I can hear him comm for someone behind me.

 "cascade, I need you down here" he commed to someone. I could out run him he was heavy equipment and I was a sports car, the cargo plane is going to be the problem.