How it began

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(G1 Universe)

"THAT'S IT!!" Prowl had enough. The twins had pulled the final straw. He grabbed them by the backs of their neck cables and dragged them to the brig. "If you two don't get your act together I will personally make sure you stay there!" He then slammed the door and locked it. 

As he was rounding the corner what he wasn't prepared for was a certain yellow bot to have overheard everything. Bumblebee was standing there with tears forming in his optics. "You, don't, really, mean it. Do you, Prowl?" He asked between sobs. "Oh, um, ah- well..." He rubbed the back of his helm trying to come up with an excuse.

"You're so mean!" Bee then yelled at him and ran away in tears. "Wait! Bumblebee!" Prowl called after him, but it was no use. He covered his faceplate with one servo and sent up a silent plea.  'Primus please, let him forgive me.' 

Meanwhile, Bee had half blindly run almost all the way to the door of Wheeljack's lab, just letting his peds take him where ever. On the other side Ratchet, Prime, Jazz, Wheeljack, and Perceptor were having a private meeting. "Ok everyone," Wheeljack was eagerly rubbing his servos together. "if this works we will be able to travel anywhere on the planet instantaneously! Preceptor if you would do the honors." 

Preceptor activated a machine that formed a circular arch, it gave a few sputters at first then the portal whirred to life. "It's working!" To say Wheeljack was overjoyed would be an understatement. Everyone else was in pure shock and thinking the same thing 'It's working, it's actually working.' Unfortunately it began to malfunction and everything not welded or tied down was starting to be sucked into the portal. 

Including the bots.

Both scientists took shelter behind a cabinet that was bolted to the floor and wall. Prime had grabed ahold of the same cabinet with Jazz clinging to his struts in a death grip. As Ratchet held on to one of the tables, he accidentally pressed the button that opened the door.

If you remember Bee was running on the other side of said door. Due to his light weight, well light to a Cybertronian, he was almost instantly picked up. "Prime! Ratchet! Help!" They tried to reach out to him, but he was  moving to fast and was pulled into the vortex before a human could blink. As soon as his out stretched servo disappeared from sight the machine blew a fuse, fell apart, and emitted black smoke. 

With the intense pull gone they all could stand up again. However the only noise was the static and sparks from the pile of parts at the end of the room. Jazz was the one who broke the silence "He's, gone." That was all he said before dropping to his knee joints and servos.

(Prime Universe)

"Arcee wait up!" A human named Jack was running after his guardian. The blue femme stopped and turned around. He put on his helmet as he came to a stop beside her. "Ready to go?" He gave a thumbs up and the two-wheeler transformed into a sleek blue motorcycle. Being the only ones in the base besides Ratchet they were the obvious choice to investigate an an unusual energy surge. 

When they exited the ground bridge they were in a dense forest with many trees that dwarfed even Megatron. Ratchet briefed them over the com link. :Now I wasn't able to bridge you directly to the location of the surge due to some interference, so you'll have to walk. This is observation only. If something's there radio for back up, we don't know what this is yet. Or what it's capable of.: "Copy that Ratchet." 

When they came to a sudden clearing she suddenly stopped. Jack was worried, "Arcee what's wrong?" He looked to the spot her gaze had landed on and there, laying curled up in the grass, was a small, yellow bot.

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