Sideswipe slowly opened his optics to see nothing but darkness. He was laying on a hard floor on his side. He could barely move, his whole body was aching thanks to the electric shock that took him out. Then he started to remember what happened and started to panic. Sideswipe knew he needed to calm down so he took deep vents to relax himself. It also helped get his body to move again. When he felt that he could move again, he tried to sit up. But it proved to be a challenge. With a groan he sat up and looked around at his surroundings. Everything was dark. With no items, or boxes or… anything.
Suddenly a bright light appeared blinding Sideswipe for a moment, and his optics slowly readjusted. As he looked at the small window that produced the light, stood a mech that he recognised as Dromus who chased and shocked him, somehow.
"You're awake. Good. This will make everything more fun." Dromus said emotionlessly and chuckled darkly. His voice seemed to be crackling, which Sideswipe assumed Dromus was speaking through a microphone/speaker.
"What do you want from me?" Sideswipe sneered.
"Absolutely nothing." He said innocently. "Well, I guess to torture you." He smiled darkly.
Sideswipe's optics went wide at that statement and started to panic, but he tried his best to keep his cool. "W-What are you going to do to me?" He barely breathed out.
"Oh, don't worry, you'll start to feel it soon." And with that the light of the window went completely dark, leaving Sideswipe by himself. He stood up and turned on his headlights, as he was trying to find a door or a vent he could escape through. Then a strange low rumbling sound started to fill Sideswipe's audio receptor. He looked everywhere to find the source of that sound, but before he could he started feeling cold… and colder.
Sideswipe checked his internal temperature and saw that it was slowly dropping. "Scrap." He grumbled, as he moved to the nearest wall and tried to desperately look for something to escape this freezer. He started to really panic when he searched the walls and found nothing. The ceiling, nothing. The small window, couldn't even break through it since they took his Decepticon Hunter and the glass was too thick.
He was getting colder.
He needed to keep moving. However he felt his joints starting to freeze up.
"Keep moving." Sideswipe mumbled to himself.
He started to feel weak. He could barely move his legs. They were frozen.
"Come on legs!" He yelled, as he pulled with all his might for his legs to move, but they didn't.
He was venting hard to calm his rapid pulsing spark. Sideswipe then fell to the floor on his side, with his right elbow supporting him. He was getting colder… his optics darker… tired… he was tired… and cold… and… alone. No one was going to rescue him. Not even Jazz.
At the thought of Jazz, his optics brightened a little. He remembered when he first met him… their spar session, which made his cheeks heat up and made his body shiver from the contrast of the coldness… the day they raced and went to that beautiful waterfall, and played in the water, laughing together, seeing the way the sun reflected off of the water and onto Jazz's body glistening in the sun.
At some point, during those thoughts Sideswipe's elbow gave out and was lying on the floor, motionless.
Then his optics went dark.
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At the scrapyard
"I'm trying to lock on to Sideswipe's coordinates, but something is jamming the signal." Fixit said as he typed into the console.
"Then can you give us a location closest to his coordinates?" Bumblebee asked.
Fixit pauses for a moment, thinking then typed into his console again. "Yes. A dam, a few miles from here." As he spoke a large holographic map appeared in front of Fixit to show what route to take.
"Bee can I talk to you for a second?" Jazz said as he moved away from everybody else, with following close behind.
"What is it Jazz?"
Jazz sighed before speaking, "First, thanks for your team's help in finding Sideswipe. Second, I know more of who Dromus is, I know what he's capable of, so this something I have to do on my own." Jazz explained.
Bee looked at Jazz like he was crazy, "Jazz, Sideswipe is part of my team and it is my responsibility to save him." Bumblebee reasoned calmly.
"Bee, your team is inexperienced with what Dromus can do, and so are you," Bumblebee's optics widened at that, "I am. And I don't want you to feel responsible or guilty if something should happen to your teammates." Jazz countered.
Bumblebee sighed and looked over at his team, waiting patiently for them to finish talking. He turned back to Jazz and huffed, "If you need back up comm. us. We will be there."
Jazz nodded, his expression neutral. He transformed and drove out to find Sideswipe, hoping he's still alive, otherwise… no he can't think about that, he has to focus on finding him. He drove as fast and carefully as he could.
When Jazz arrived at the coordinates it was oddly quiet. He surveyed the area to make sure that he wouldn't be ambushed. He started to walk towards the warehouse, hiding in the shadows. He creeped around the different shelves and floors and doors. Nothing. He started to worry and his spark started hurting, but he ignored it and kept searching for another five minutes.
Then he noticed that there was a door behind a shelf. He pulled the shelf away from the blocked door that had a label 'cooling room'. He started fearing the worst when he opened the door and ran down the hallway. At the end of the hallway was another door, it looked much thicker and had a lock but that wasn't going to stop him. Jazz took out his small dagger that was hidden on his ankle and pick locked the door open. When he did open it, a gust of cold air hit him and he staggered back a bit. What he saw made him freeze to the spot and his mouth open in shock.