Megatron stood in the command centre, his body tense as they started take off procedure; not many knew that the Decepticons main base, the Nemesis, was actually a spacecraft. Large enough to carry enough supplies to last them months, and ships; such as the Deaths Head, as well as its crew. He was about to give another order when suddenly Lockdown came crashing into the room, his red optics blazing in rage and fear. "Lockdown" the mech said, completely surprised by the mechs entrance. "Where's Turbo?" he asked, watching as the hunters optics suddenly dropped.

"I don't know" Lockdown said quickly. "She was right behind us, but she didn't make it back" he continued, suddenly approaching the silver mech. "I need a team to go out with me and help find her. I can't leave her out…" he couldn't finish his sentence as he was interrupted.

"I'm sorry" Megatron whispered, his own faceplates contorting with anger. "We have to take off now. The Autobots are started to close in" he continued as he turned back to the monitors. "I have to get my bots out of here. Lugnut initiate take off"

Suddenly Lockdown pulled out his weapon, aiming for the large purple bot. "Don't even think about it" he started, causing the purple bot to stop; not willing to move. Lockdown suddenly looked back to the Decepticon leader. "I'm not leaving her here" he hissed, his frame shaking in fear and anger. "I can't just leave her"

"We will send a rescue team for her when we know where she is" Megatron started, hoping to defuse the situation. "We don't even know where she is, or even who took her" he said, as he took a careful step towards the mech; he was not angry at Lockdown, knowing just how the bot must be feeling. "I have already lost enough mechs today, I will not lose anymore" the silver mech said softly.

"So her life doesn't matter?" Lockdown yelled in rage, his weapon cocking as it suddenly turned towards the Decepticon leader.

Megatron narrowed his optics as he darted forward, one servo grapping the gun; ripping it from the hunter's grasp, before throwing it away; he other servo grabbing the mechs chest as he pushed Lockdown backwards, easily pinning him against a wall, gaining the attention of all bots in the command centre. "Do not think for a moment that you are the only mech who cares for her" he growled lowly, as a single tear left his optic. "You think I don't want to storm Autobot headquarters now to find her. But I have a duty to protect me people" he said, as he held the struggling bot against the wall. "You are not the only mech who cares for her, you are not the only mech who loves her" he yelled, causing the hunter to stop. "That femme has become like a sister to me, and I want nothing more than to wring Ultra Magnus' neck till he tells me where she is, but I can not risk the lives of anymore of my people. When we know where she is, I will send a rescue party" he said, as he let the mech go, noticing the tears streaming down his faceplates. He had to admit, he had never seen Lockdown cry, but then again, Lockdown had never had a reason to till now.

Lockdown slid down the wall, his servo coming up to cover his faceplates. "I can't lose her now" he whispered, his spark clenching at the thought of the small femme who had stolen his spark.

Megatron sighed as he knelt down, placing a servo on the mechs shoulder. "And you won't" he said, as he tried his best to comfort the black and green mech. "I will not rest until we have brought her home" he whispered, watching as the mech looked up to him; his optics so full of pain, before nodding. Megatron gave Lockdowns shoulder a comforting squeeze, before standing, turning to Lugnut as he did. "Lugnut, initiate take off" he said, before looking down at the hunter; who still hadn't move. "Lockdown, you need to rest" he said, causing the other to shake his helm.

"No" he growled, as he lifted himself to his pedes. "I wouldn't be able to recharge knowing she's out there somewhere alone and probably scared" he said, as he tried to compose himself; though none of the Decepticons would ever hold his behaviour against him, they all knew what is was like to lose someone. "If it's alright with you, I'd like to stay here" he said, as he retrieved his weapon; immediately putting it away.

"Very well" Megatron said, as he stood with his servos held behind his back. He tried his best to be brave for his mechs, but deep down he was worried about the femme's safety. He sighed as he prayed to primus that the femme was ok.

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Lockdown sat in one of the chairs in the command centre sharpening his hook, as he tried to distract himself. It had been a few hours since the Nemesis had left Cybertron, though staying fairly close to planet; just outside of radar signal, to ensure they could send a rescue party the moment any information came in about Turbo. He sighed as he looked at Megatron, who now sat in the command chair; looking as though he were deep in thought. Lockdown was glad when Megatron said they would not leave Cybertron fully until they had retrieved the femme saying that he refused to leave family behind. Lockdown had not realised how much the Decepticon leader had adored the femme until today, though he should have known by the way the two communicated.

All attention was suddenly brought back to the present by a loud beeping coming from the monitor. "What is it?" Megatron asked, as he stood from his chair to approach the monitor.

Blitzwing looked up at the screen his optics widened as he realised what it was. "It's a new entry into the Iacon database sir" he said, although they had kept the database open after Turbo had hacked it for them, this was the first time a new entry had activated a warning. "It appears to be a live stream sir. In Operation: Turbostrike" he said, as he looked further into it.

"Well open it" the silver mech growled, preying to primus they would not be watching her offline.

Blitzwing opened the file, watching as it came up on the main screen; allowing all mechs or femmes in the room to see it; and everyone tensed at what they saw. It was Turbo; and she was hanging from stasis fields by her wrists, growling as she struggled.