Ch.4

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Arcee jumped up, kicking Thunderhoof in the jaw.

"Dont touch me, Decepticon scum!" She snarled.

Thunderhoof being Thunderhoof had loosened her restraints.

She took off in a sprint, her T-cog was damaged, courtesy of Steeljaw.

She growled, her side still hurt from her damaged T-cog, She knew she wouldnt get far, she just needed to get away from them.

She stopped, leaning against a tree, She heard a loud voice, taking her chances, she limped towards it.

::Not to far away::

"Arcee?!" Grimlock shouted.

The Dinobot sniffed again, catching a faint scent he jogged deeper into the woods.

::Back with Arcee::

Dropping from exhaustion, Arcee rolled onto her back, struggling to vent in air, those Decepticons really did some damage.

Her vision was blurry, but she could make out a large green figure bend down to her level and scoop her up.

Her servos weakly gripped her saviours forearms, the world spinning around her.

Grimlock's pov

Walking towards the scrapyard doors I looked down at the teensy blue frame in my arms.

The doors opened and I stepped through.

"Bumblebee!" I yelled and he and everybody else followed him towards me.

"Grimlock, What-" He said stopping when he saw Arcee.

"Leta get her to fixit." I said and Bumblebee nodded.

::No one pov::

Fixit had finished his work and was waiting for the femme to wake up, as was everyone else who were crowded around her medical berth.

Blinking a couple times, Arcee opened her optics, now blinking rapidly from the white light being shone in her optics.

"Hello?" Arcee asked.

"Cee!" About 3 people shouted making her flinch, she recognised the voices to be Bumblebee, Wheeljack and Bulkhead.

"W-Why cant I see you?" She asked worriedly.

"Uou were blinded, most likely from a tree branch." Fixit said.

"Who were those Decepticons?" She asked.

"Thunderhoof and Steeljaw." Bee said looking away angrily.

She swung her legs over the berth and stood up wobbily.

"Guys?"

"We're still here, Cee'." Wheeljack said placing a hand on her winglets.

She glinched, and Wheeljack looked puzzled.

"Cee, your left winglet is chipped at the tip." Wheeljack said looking close at the said appendage.

"Really?" She asked holding her arms out to find some steady leverage.

Wheeljack hummed confirming her question.

She sighed.

When will I get my sight back?

Hey, havent updated this in a while, here ya go!

Crystalarcee out-







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