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A Mech walks alone. He steps silently for if his Mentor Saw or even heard him walking around at night let alone near the well he would never hear the end of it... The Mech stops then, he hears a whimper from near the edge of the well on the dark side where shadows were overwhelming. He walks closer when he then spots a small yellow young bot the size of his hands it opens its eyes and looks up at the mech. When the yellow Bot saw the Mech it smiled a little and reached up its arms wanting to be held by the mech. At that moment the Mech felt something strange happen in his spark. something he never felt before. so He picked up the little bot, and held it close. “There, There little one. As long as i am here no one will ever hurt you. I promise.” He whispered to the yellow bot...
" Outta my way! excuse me! Optimus sir! Blur reporting from High council in Iacon! Sentinel has been captured by Megatron and his desepticons! The rest of the council has requested your presence immediately!” the bot speedily said. Little Bumble bee only 7 at the time understood little of what the bot had just said but his father understood it all. ” Tell them i am on my way.” Optimus replied. When the bot was gone Optimus turned to his son who seemingly wanted to join on the mission. “You are to stay here. okay? If anything drastic happens... let’s just say it is better for you to be here.” He said. “If Sentinel Is captured by Megatron... You need all the help you can get.” Bee said as he looked at his father. ” I have studied every battle tactic. I past my Scout testing. I can help.” he continued. ” I would never forgive myself if i lost you.” Optimus replied. He took his son’s hands, which were attempting to try to form canons... something Bee never was able to master.
“I do not want you to come with me this time, sweet spark. Maybe next time” Optimus persuaded with a small smile. Bumblebee frowned, looking away think. After a moment Bumblebee smiled brightly and looked up at his father’s dark blue optics “Okay!” Optimus’ smile grew. He rubbed Bumblebee’s helm, making the small bot giggle and flutter his door-wings before leaving the room. “You do know Megatron will see them coming right?” A voice asked as soon as Optimus left. Bumblebee’s wings shot up in surprise. Startled, Bumblebee turned around to quickly and fell on his rear. “Hot Rod!” He whined, pouting. Brushing himself off he got up from the ground much to Hot Rod’s amusement. “Awe! Did I scare the big baby?” He asked mockingly. Bumblebee huffed and crossed his little arms. Hot Rod smirked but then gasped as he thought of a plan. “Do you wanna know something you can do to help your daddy?” He hummed. Bumblebee, forgetting about Hot Rod scaring him, smiled brightly and started lightly jumping up and down slightly on his peds “Yeah! What is it Roddy?” -To easy...- Hot Rod thought, ignoring the nickname the small bot had given him. He wrapped an arm around Bumblebee. “You can distract Megatron....“Hot rod Began.
(Quick information point: Hot Rod was 9)
“HELP ME!! THIS AUTOBOT IS TRYING TO EAT ME FOR BREAKFAST!!” Hot Rod screamed to the red optic cons, gaining their attention. Those cons immediately took out their weapons and ain at them. Bumblebee whimpered and clung to Hot Rod, hiding behind him. “Roddy...” He whispered with fright. Both young-lings looked up to the sound of a jet engine. Hot Rod took this chance to run. He quickly turned and ran, making Bumblebee loose his grip of the bot. He fell to the ground with a grunt. He looks up to see Hot Rod running away. “Roddy?” he questioned in a whimper. “Well, well, well. Who do we have here?” A sinister voice asked. Bumblebee squeaked out in surprise when a large ped rolled him over to see who he was. The scary mech chuckled and smirked “Ah, you must be Prime’s sparkling. Lord Megatron would be pleased to have you as a slave. And imagine how much glory I’ll have!” The mech made an attempt to grab the young-ling. In fright, Bumblebee screamed. “No!” Bumblebee tried to get up and run but he was quickly grabbed by the stranger. The mech’s claws dug into the little bot’s armor, making him whimper in pain and squirm more. Tears flown down Bumblebee’s face “HOT ROD!!!” He screamed desperately. “Ugh” the mech said in annoyance. He hit Bumblebee in the back of the helm, making him fall unconscious. “Finally” the mech mumbled as he stasis cuffed the young-ling. He carried him over his shoulder as he followed the other cons to their lord
