'Numb'-Linking Park; Don't own it.

'Into the night'-I'm, not entirely sure but i know i don't own it.

'(Call) Me, Maybe' -Again, not sure but i don't own it.

I don't own TF.

A/N: This is TF The Animated Series, as seen on CN some-years ago.


"Bumblebee, did you clean the-?" Pime looked up from the sparring session between Prowl and Bulkhead as i walked past. Those two were really going at it.
'Oh, Sparkplugs! I forgot!' My optics widened, "I'm on it right now, Boss Bot!" I sped away before he could lecture me, again. Couldn't he understand? Sometimes things just slipped my memory banks...Ok, so maybe a lot of the time, but it wasn't like i was doing it on purpose. And do i ever get any credit for actually getting the stuff done? No.

I skidded to a stop in front of the machines, only to realize that i had already cleaned them. Things were slipping more and more often, and i am only just realizing how serious this has gotten. This was worrying me but i didn't want anyone to worry. I didn't want them hovering, especially Sari. I mean, i love the human and all, but even i can get tired of her stubborn, have-to-be-in-your-face-thing.

I sighed heavily as i leaned on the machine, idly wondering if i should tell at least Ratchet...He was the medical bot after all.

No, i finally decided with a shake of my head. This was something i would work out, eventually. I'm BumbleBee! What could be wrong with me? Nothing. Boss Bot was just making me edgy, what with his talk of being-

CRASH!

What in Spark's name was that? I pushed off the machine, and rushed to the direction i heard it come from. Ratchet was under a table, groping for a loose lugnut. Whatever had been on the table had fallen off of it. I quirked my...as Sari would say...eyebrows. "You okay?"

"Huh? Oh, uh, yes, BumbleBee. I'm fine." He withdrew from beneath it when he had what he had wanted to grab.
...I hesitated, before asking, "Need any help?"

Ratchet looked taken aback, surprised. It shocked me to see him stunned speechless, but i didn't let it show. It only made me realize how...useless i've been around here, how i've acted more like a human...child, as they call it. "If you...want, that is."
"I'm fine, BumbleBee. But what's on yer mind? It's not like you to offer to help." He righted his tools and i noticed whatever it was he was working on was circular in shape.

"...ER...It's...Nothing, i guess." I finished lamely. "Well, i guess i'll take a drive..." I turned and left before he could even open his mouth to respond.

Once out on the road, i came to terms that i was no longer happy with my exsistance on Earth. I wasn't bored, just...sad. There was rarely any life-threatening adventure anymore, since most of the Decepticons had dispersed, and Sari was spending more time away from us and at other friends' houses

...Human friends, something i'm happy she has. When we first met, she didn't have any. Now, in recent evnts and in light of what all has happened, i understand why her father had...home-schooled her, as Sai had put it. I was just glad that she found a happy medium between being only half organic and her other half being auto-bot, which was a big responsiblity.

Still a sad story, though, if you ask me.

I turned on the radio of my secondary form, switching and serching through the channels, as i drove along the highway before aimlessly turning and switching through the roads and alleyways.

'I've become so numb...'

'Into the night...'

'...me, maybe...'

I switched back to the first station, but was disappointed that the song was over and someone else was speaking. I like to think of that as my personel song. Don't know the name of ths song or who sings it and i can't say i really care. Its the lyrics that had me the first time i listened to it. It showed an inner world and opened my eyes to feelings i didn't even know i had.

...It also made me realize how much of a loner i've become.

Worse than Prowl had been when we first joined up as a group of saviors for the humans, if that were possible, and just as cold. I've drifted away from the others and i know they've noticed, especially Bulkhead. Where we used to play video games togther is now the place we argue.

...It worries me more than i care to admit, more than i can say aloud.

"BumbleBee, come back to base." my monitor flashed with the sound of his voice.

"On it, Prowl." I did an illegal U-turn and rushed back. Just because i have become distant didn't mean i didn't worry about the others. It meant i was going to try to reconnect with them.

-XX-

"Target in sight." Growled a low, mechanical voice.

They stood atop one of the buildings as the auto-bot sped by. One crouched lowly while the other stood tall against the fading sunlight.

"Proceed with your assignment. I've completed mine." With a dismissive flick of the fingers, the tall figure turned and walked away, as casual as a man walzing away from the office and headed home. "I've tampered with his memory banks."

-XX-

"So, what's going on?" I asked, curious as to why i was headed back to base.

"Do you even realize what time it is?" Optimus asked instead. He wasn't sounding overjoyed, but he was still far from being angry. He was just weary.

"...Sorry, guys. Lost track of time, i guess." i answered sheepishly, instead of coming back with a sure-fired retort that would've sent Prime through the warehouse roof.

"You sure you're feeling fine?" asked our leader, the concern in his voice making me wince.

"Totally!" i said with fake enthusiasm. Even though i couldn't see them, i could tell they weren't convinced just by the pause.

"Alright."

Now defensive, i was about to snap something completly out of context, right before something behind me, twoards my right, exploded. It sent me skidding sideways andIi crashed into the gaurd-rail. I trenaformed into my Auto-bot self, only to see a deserted street in the gloom of on-coming night.

"BumbleBee! What was that?" Bulkhead's voice crackled across the Comm. link.

"I don't know!" I looked around, trying to find whoever had attacked me but came up with nothing...Until i looked up. "Starscream!" As i shouted his name, I heard gasps from the Comm. link and saw him jump down.

As he hit the concrete, it cracked under his sudden weight and I heard Prime give some shouts. My back-up was already on route to my location, but that didn't confort me in the least. They were at least a Delta Cycle away...or as Sari would say, an hour.

"Well, well, well..." He chuckled calmly, standing straight up. "When I was told of a legendary figure to come, I had no idea it was to be you of all bots, BumbleBlunder!"

"What are you rambling about now, Starsucker?" I rolled by optics.

Instead of answering, he lunged at me. His fingers had become like claws, razor sharp and deadly. I jumped to the side and brought my knee into his chestplate before dancing away. Literally. Some habits die hard...

To my surprise, he didn't even stop or realize, it seemed, that I had dented his armor. He just jumped at me again, this time screaming in rage. I was knocked off my feet by the newly-cracked pavement. He was literally right on top of me. I brought my legs up and shoved him hard in the stomach, sending him flying over my head.

Scrambling, I lurched to my feet and drove back a few feet. I watched as he heaved himself off the ground and glare at me. But then he smiled.

The sun had disappeared.

Strong arms wrapped around me, pinning my own to my sides. I kicked out and let out a frustrated growl, but it was no use. There was no way i was going to be able to get out of his grip. I shouted in anger.

But who was holding me?

The thought stopped my useless struggling for a moment. I craned my neck to look and see but was unable to. I caught the site of black and red metal, a purple eye, and that was it. The horror was that I didn't know this bot. That meant I didn't know his weak spots, his fighting technique...Nothing...Ziltch.

I looked back to see Starscream's face just inches from my own. I tried to jerk away but, of course, being pinned, it didn't work. He pulled something from his armour. It was a small square...something. Isquinted in the darkness but it was too dark to see and the object was too small. He swung back to face me.

Grabbing my head, he twisted it slightly, though I was fighting him the entire time. I bit his fingertips. He jerked his hand away, wincing in pain. He glared at me a momemtn later. Growling, he punched me square in face, hard enough to make me dizzy. Whatever he wanted, he found and there was nothing i could do to put up any sort of resistance.

I realized with a sickening feeling it had been one of my ports he was searching for. He found one and shoved something cold and hard into it. It must have been whatever he had in his hand...

Then the pain began.

It seared all thought from my mind. There was nothing else. The only thought was the pain, the sheer agony. I could feel something cold coiling around my wireing and my other insides.

Vaugely, i was aware of being released, of dropping to my knees. I couldn't even scream, it was driving all of my control out and stealing it.

I withered on the ground and the last thing I saw was Starscream bent over me, smiling in triumph. Then everything went completly and utterly black.