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The base was instantly thrown into panic as Optimus yelled over the comms, :Decepticons have located our base! All human counterparts evacuate, all Autobots report to the ground bridge! This is not a drill!:
Agent Fowler and a few of the soldiers took some of the helicopters to keep the Seekers occupied while everyone else evacuated. The remaining soldiers escorted the children through the escape tunnels under the base after saying quick tearful goodbyes to their guardians.
As explosions began to echo above the helms of the Autobots, Ratchet began quickly bridging everyone to separate random locations so the Decepticons wouldn't be able to find them.
Soon only Ratchet, Bumblebee, and Optimus remained. Optimus shouted to the two of them, "Go through! I must stay behind to destroy the ground bridge, so they cannot follow you!"
"Optimus, you'll be killed!" Ratchet shouted back, the fear clear in his optics, and Bumblebee shook his helm.
"I'm sorry you two," Optimus' shoulders slumped, "but sacrifices must be made." The base was collapsing around them as Ratchet reluctantly ran into the bridge, casting one glance desperately back at his oldest friend; and then he was gone.
Bee's optics filled with tears as he looked at the bot he had considered like a father to him for so many years, for what might have been the last time. "Can't just…leave you," Bee choked out, wiping his optics.
Optimus quickly embraced him in a hug and sighed, "I'm sorry I have to leave you like this, Bumblebee. But even if I offline today," Optimus pulled back and looked him in the optics, a sad smile on his faceplates, "I will see you again someday, in the Well of the Allspark." A beam from the ceiling collapsed nearby, nearly burying the two, and Optimus shouted, "You must go now, Bumblebee! Goodbye, my son."
Bumblebee turned and ran through the bridge, looking back only once at Optimus, and then he couldn't see him anymore. The last thing he felt from the base was the warmth of an explosion behind him before the ground bridge closed.
Bumblebee fell to his knees in a desert somewhere in the world and sobbed quietly for the loss of the closest thing he had to a father, Optimus. The world seemed bleak and hopeless; how could they win the war without him, how could they survive? How could Bumblebee survive without Optimus?
He collapsed face down in the sand and simply laid there, gave up. Not a soul could hear his agony and tears, only the whispering wind.
While the Autobots ached at the loss of their home and separation from their family, the Decepticons were celebrating. Most of them nestled comfortably at the top of Darkmount( the name of the new Decepticon tower), chortling with glee over the destruction of the base. All of the humans' helicopters had been shot down, and the Autobot base was a smoking pile of ruins.
Magnia, however, did not feel like celebrating for some odd reason.
She stood at the wreckage, having been ordered by Megatron to find and locate all, or as many as she could, of the deceased forms of the Autobots. But she approached this task with a feeling of dread twisted in her stomach over what she might find.
What if Bumblebee hadn't made it out?, she thought worriedly. What if she found him offline, his beautiful blue optics closed forever? She shook her helm, trying to purge herself of these annoying thoughts. She didn't care about Bumblebee, she couldn't possibly!
Scowling, Magnia ordered her small team of Vehicons to begin excavation and search.
They combed the wreckage of the base for many long hours on end, until Magnia eventually sighed and ordered the search to cease. She wasn't sure if the sigh was one of regret or relief, but she knew she would be returning to Darkmount a failure. Not one Autobot form had been found in the wreckage, which was not going to please Lord Megatron.
She shuddered, wondering what he was going to do to her for her failure this time, but somehow it was worth it knowing Bumblebee had made it out alive.
Reluctantly, Magnia and the other Decepticons transformed and flew back to Darkmount. Megatron ceased the celebrations upon Magnia's entrance and approached her with one of those sinister grins, the closest he could get to a real smile. "Ah, Magnia," he raised a cube of high-grade energon. "The search was successful, I trust?"
"Not exactly, my liege," Magnia murmured, her optics cast down.
The cube of energon he was holding shattered in his grip and he hissed, "What do you mean 'not exactly'?!"
All of the Decepticons froze and watched as Magnia tried to say in a brave voice, "We searched the wreckage for hours, my lord. But…" she hesitated. "We were unable to find a single Autobot form."
Megatron's optics flowed a furious red as he grabbed her tightly by the arm, "Not a single one? So you have failed me yet again, Magnia!"
"No, my lord," Magnia stammered. "I mean, yes my lord. I mean-" she cut herself off with an agonizing scream as Megatron reached behind her and crushed one of her wings. He then dragged her over to Soundwave by her wing, ignoring her writhing in agony.
"Bridge her somewhere unpleasant," he told him brusquely, tightening his grip on her, making her cry out. "And make sure she has a heavy landing. And as for you!" he raised her up and stared her furiously in the optics. "Do not return to Darkmount until you have done something useful to the Decepticon cause, you slagging glitch! You are a failure, and will be marked as so until you redeem yourself and are worthy to rejoin the Decepticon ranks. Do I make myself clear?!"
"Yes my lord," Magnia gasped, and he released her. She crumpled on the floor in front of Soundwave.
"Get her out of my sight," Megatron ordered and stormed away. Roulette hurried forward out of the crowd to help Magnia, but Knockout caught her and held her back.
"It's no use," Knockout said as she struggled. "Soundwave will offline both of you." Roulette watched in horror as her best friend was kicked through the bridge by Soundwave and vanished.
Magnia suddenly felt herself falling through the air, and as she glanced below her, her optics widened. The sandy floor of a desert was fast approaching, and she desperately tried to right herself so she could fly. But her wing! It was no use.
Magnia braced for impact and felt her left leg snap and shatter beneath her as she landed. She screamed in agony and sank into blackness as the pain overwhelmed her systems and sent them offline.