Burning
Bumblebee looked past the bodies of his friends and foes, and looked to the stars above. They are gone, no one is left, Bumblebee thought. All is gone, everyone is dead. How? Why am I not dead?
The world that was their new home now burns. No life, no humans left, just one lone figure among this battle field. All burning a hot white flame. Nothing left just flame and ashes that were humans, Autobots, and Decepticons alike.
'Bee' will never forget his human friends burning, screaming, and begging for help and at the end begging for death.
Bumblebee turned on his scanners hoping to find life among this battle field. Nothing. This world is dead. Nothing is left. Bumblebee looked around not knowing what to do.
Everything burns, the bodies slowing burning. 'Bee' wanted to cry like the humans. Their plan to stop Megatron killed everything. Animals, plants, even his friends.
He looked to the burning battle field and looked away. Not wanting to see his friends go. Bumblebee cried out.
Bumblebee knew want he had to do. Look for people who lived. His spark knew no one on this world lived. He looked at his dead friends, sorrow in his optics, and turned away. Walking away, from his old life and beginning a new, a different bot.
Bumblebee walked through the flames and away from the ones he cared about.
The farer he walked the more he thought.
From space this world looked so alive. The little blue planet. His new home, now gone. Now from space this world is dead. The little red burning planet. This little red planet now looks like a burning star.
Bumblebee kept walking not looking back. The flames not hurting him.
It's as if this world is laughing at his misery.
Hoped you liked it. It's short, but it was fun to write. I might write the story to this, you can write the story if you wish just tell me.
...Have fun, go cazy...