Behind Mask
Chapter one: Reveal (written by General cupcake)
Blue optic's stared out of the window and upon the city of Cybertron. "Bumblebee, where here." The yellow mech put up a smile as he followed the Autobot guards. His spark pulsed nervously as he continued down the hall, counting the number of guards. The yellow mech gathered his wits and continued following the guards. Optics calculating before returning back to innocent idiocy whenever his friends looked back at him.
He followed his friends and turned his helm slightly to see half the guards following them. "What are they all doing here?" He asked quietly. He continued his pace, only looking back a few times to see the guards behind him, some breaking off from the groups he has passed.
Continuing down the seemingly long hallway, Bumblebee started to wonder the unlikely. As the guards got closer Bumblebee nervousness went up too. Soon, but slowly, they all came to a council like room, decorated in the emblem of the Autobots. With Optimus, bulkhead, Ratchet, and Prowl in front, Bumblebee walked forwards by a couple feet in front of them. Ultra Magnus stood in the center with Longarm standing beside him.
"Welcome Bumblebee! How have you been!?" Optimus Prime called out to his friend with open arms. "Aw why am I asking you that?" He boomed to him. Bumblebee optics caught the gaurds moving around them in what seemed like a large circle, if he was truly an idiot he would have thought this wasn't some trap-so he played along.
"Ha, ha. I'm as fine as ever. How about you guys?" Bumblebee replied back. His baby blue colored optics brightening with happiness of seeing his friends once again. The yellow mini-bot spark started to pulse with unease, the tension started to grow in the air.
Then Optimus face grew darker. "We...I... What have you been hiding from us, Bee?" He asked softly. "Please don't lie to us, we found this." He pasted to file to Bumblebee. The yellow mech pretend to look confused only to stare at the file with his designation plastered onto it.
Bumblebee opened it and saw a picture of him. Reading the paper his face went from a fake smile to pure horror. His frame started shaking; he turned his helm to see the surrounding guards moved a bit closer. Longarm face-plate was neutral until his doubts where settled. "Whe-where did you fi-find this." Looking at all the Autobots, Bumblebee then realized he was found, dropping the file's he glared at the guards.
They raised their weapons at him, non-lethal ones such as sedatives. One of the yellow mech stingers came out and glared at the others. His optics no longer showing stupidity nor innocence. Cursing under his breath put his servo near his helm and pressed a tiny button. His com. Link came on and sent a distress signal on a secret channel. "I-I have to go!" He backed away. A few guards approached him with stasis cuffs and he reacted violently. Grabbing one of the guard's wrist components he pulled the mech forward while his elbow joint capped the poor mech in the face-plate. Two more charged at him and he dodged each move, optics looking for entries and he japed one in the neck cables shocking him to the point of forced stasis. The other one grabbed him from behind, he used the back of his helm to hit the face-plate.
The mech stumbled letting the yellow mini-bot go, Bumblebee turned-his pede stepping onto the others and his servo capping the neck cables. The elite guard stumbled in surprise and Bumblebee was ontop of him, his stinger pointed at him.
Optimus stepped towards him only for Bumblebee to grab a gun next to the fallen guard and pointed at his friend face-plate. His stinger back to his servo and he stood and stepped back, optics looking for something till it spotted a window and the sound of engines in the air. "DON'T MOVE!" Bumblebee yelled optics hardening at his own friend. "You can't follow me."Bumblebee said with soft hurt and sadness in his voice. Then a loud booming sound filled the air, along with smoke...