Transformers Prime: Crash Landing

Blue Blood

The carcasses were gently placed in the boxes. One for the sire, One for the child. Soft murmurs of apologies echoed off the walls as the carier weeped. Her silver tears made a contrast to her dark frame. A white and blue femme held her in a sad embrace.
"I'm sorry Moonshine, we loved them most dearly."
"I know Apollo it's just"
"Shh, it'll be ok mam." A red minibot whispered
"*####SYSTEM OVERRIDE###*"
"EVERYONE TO YOUR DORMS IN A CALM AND ORDERLY FASHION!!!"

CRAAASSSSHHHHH!!!

gunfire...
gunfire north... south... east..Energon? Everywhe.....................

"WE'VE LOST QUICKSILVER!!!!"

Circuit opened his optics. The ship had crashed after it went into overdrive. He rose up, acknowledging the battle around him.  Bots and Cons. Almost instinctively he ran to the Autobots. As he reached them he turned around the Decepticons had Apollo and Hijack... Then he ran at the 'Cons his small pistol hands firing quickly. A large warrior drone shot at him. And it all went black.

When the ship sailed 13 boarded, on the way 3 died. Two of injuries, one of the Cybonic Plague.
When the ship landed 3 more died. A widow and an old couple.

Apollo couldn't wake up. She could feel and sense. But she couldn't see.

Hijack and Circuit were holding eachother. Brotherly love. Such a darling thing. Tears covered their faces.
"Tsk. How sweet" the seeker snarled looking into the minibots fear brimmed optics.
"Now, tell me the location of the Autobot's base"
"Like we'd know!" Hijack barked
-starscream-
"Urrghh" -Yes Shockwave?-
-Do. not. Harm. The . minibots.-
-yes Shockwave.- "more like Shockass...." Starscream paused. "He said nothing about the femme." He slyly walked over.
"Starscream. Take one of the minibots to that berth." Starscream slowly turned around.
"Yes Shockwave."

The four new bots to the base were traumatised. Ratchet requested that he moved them out of the main base and to a more comfortable environment. Smokescreen helped. He wanted to be of more use to the base so he asked Ratchet about medical training. The base had never been so quiet... I mean seriously? Who saw that coming? But anyway... Ratchet agreed, as long as nothing was broken.

The Decepticons had looked through all the captive's minds via the patch. Apollo seemed to be the only who held any use. Well Megatron seemed to think anyway. Femmes were such a valuable resource in this current stage of war and Apollo was a well educated, beautiful femme. She was perfect. And Decepticons were known for Deception. He would tell he'd kill the minibots if she didn't cooperate, if she did he'd hand them over to the Autobots.

Once again Smokescreen impressed Ratchet. He had gone out with the others when they went energon scouting bumped into some 'cons and took on the role of field medic.

Apollo awoke, this time she could open her optics. She was then quickly escorted to a divine room, it was finely decorated with gorgeous ornaments.