Desperate To Survive

"First step; Locate Energon."

"Stay together at all time.
No matter what you think is going on you never leave your partner until your back safe at the base.
Protect each other, stay alert, and if you run into an Autobot...
Try and get out of a confrontation.
I don't want any deaths on either side, you hear me?"

~SPARKS TRAPPED IN DARK~

"Sir! " Bumblebee moved away from the six o'clock saturday cartoons Russel had been watching, and instead focused on fixit confused. It had been a quiet day, and it had actually yielded decent results so far. Their stealth team was back, if only for a little while to take a break before heading back out to chase the next signal.

But the blare of red signal across the Alchemors screen to signal the another Decepticon attack, Bumblebee realized that maybe today wasn't going to be as easy going as he thought.

It was only six thirty in the morning, what could go wrong?

"What's going on Fixit?" He asked, instantly going over. Fixit zoomed in on the signal exasperated. He had obviously been working hard to try and figure out whether the signal was fake, a human transmission, or an actual Decepticon.

"I've caught another signal, but it keeps fading in and out from Decepticon to Neutral, and sometimes not even assisting- enlisting-" Fixit smacked his chest plates in order to fix his vocal glitch, "existing! but I've almost got a lock on it, so I should be able to pin point it's exact location." Fixit explained, still hurriedly typing away at the screen. It sounded simple enough, and with the ground bridge out of working order, that meant that both of the teams would either go, or split up again, and Bumblebee wasn't about to send Sideswipe out into the field again.

"Ping Drift, Windblade and Strongarm the coordinates, I'll meet them there to investigate." Bumblebee instructed. Transforming, Bumblebee took off towards the beacon's without allowing the mini to protest.

He knew the location, it had been one of the locations that Decepticons had hit the last time Bumblebee had been on earth. It was an energon mine for primus sake. A stripped mine, but still a mine.

What could a Decepticons possibly want with an empty mine?

~SPARKS TRAPPED IN DARK~

Bumblebee pulled to a stop outside of the Mine, and transformed at the edge of it.  He traced a mark on the wall, and smiled softly in memory. Laughter, gunfire and shouting echoed in his memories as he stepped in, and followed the claw marks within the tunnel.  His Decepticons Hunter was grabbed, and his headlights flickered on as he explored into the cavern.

Empty. Every vein of energon had been picked dry or had exploded in an attack.

Sweet Solus Prime, it had been far too long since he had been here. He had to try and catch up with his friends after this.

The scraping of metal against the wall signaled something was here scavenging, possibly looking for more energon.

"Lieutenant," Bumblebee turned as Strongarm, Drift and Windblade approached him, weapons drawn and expressions confused. "What's going on? Fixit said that your signal disappeared." Strongarm asked frowning.

"I don't blame him for saying that. This is an old energon mine from the days of the war," Bumblebee said, turning back into the blackness, and heading down it.