There was no telling what would erupt from behind the grounder's vermillion optics once they were powered off for the much needed rest. Having just returned from his 'assumed imprisonment' from the Decepticons, he hoped he would sleep better than he did most other nights.
He was wrong.
The nightmare was simple, it was happy at first. The voices of the Prime, Ratchet, BumbleBee, BulkHead and Arcee filled his processor. There was an absence of SmokeScreen since he was not yet introduced to the team and CliffJumper (from what he learned) had been killed before he arrived.
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The cheers were heavy and the air was light, the grounder was glad to be a part of this little 'family' as he grinned widely.
"Another successful raid on a Decepticon mine!" BulkHead exclaimed as he clapped both CliffJumper and BumbleBee on the back, causing them to slightly stagger. BumbleBee beeped in agreement, clapping his servos together in enthusiasm.
CliffJumper only fake blushed and rubbed the space between his optics with a digit. "Awe, shucks y' guys!" He said with a laugh. Optimus only smiled and nodded his helm to the team. Arcee had her servos out in front of her, re-enacting a scene that happened in the mine, causing all of them to laugh. Even Ratchet.
The base flickered red, a warning sign as Ratchet was taken back to the main console in the main room of the Auto Bot base. A worried look crossed his faceplate as he ran the data through his processor, trying to understand the meaning of the message. "There's been sightings of Decepticon activity near an old construction site. It seems more Energon had been uncovered and Fowler was on his way to the Capital to speak with several agents there when he noticed it." Turning, his hip plating hissed as he looked to Optimus for orders.
"CliffJumper, BumbleBee, come with me and Ratchet, prepare a ground bridge." He ordered, Arcee and BulkHead seemed disappointed they were being left behind, but a nudge from CliffJumper to both of them told them not to worry, they were needed with Ratchet in case something happened in their absence.
The medical officer typed in the co-ordinates and pulled down the lever, activating an immediate ground bridge to their next task at hand. Little to all of their knowledge, the sides of the bridge's arches clicked and hissed with electricity. It didn't affect the performance of the ground bridge in the slightest. At least not yet.
Optimus prime stood before the two companions he would be taking with him and gave them a stern nod, turning on pede and starting for the ground bridge. "Auto Bots, transform and roll out!" He ordered, semi- leaping into the air and the hissing of components dragged over metal, cables stretched and the tires of the Prime's alternate mode- a blue and red semi-truck –thundered down the span of the bridge, soon vanishing in a mist of energy.
BumbleBee was quick to follow, nearly sprinting before transforming, the stinging yellow Camaro squealed down the span. Electricity cracked along the arches, more noticeable. Soon BumbleBee vanished.
Now that CliffJumper was the last to go, he gave his comrades a big ole smile and a small salute as he made his way to the bridge, transforming and squealing his tiers like BumbleBee did, but he wasn't as fancy as the scout.
Electricity crackled and the colors of the portal started to become infected, starting from under the bridge to the arches, changing every small atom to a reverse color. It spread so fast that the sound of Ratchet's voice screaming for him to stop went unheard as his alternate mode was laced with electricity.
And he was gone.
