“O-optimus, where are we....” The young scout questioned shakily, his frame slightly tembling with coldness. The large mech named Optimus Prime, turned to the young mech. “Don't worry, Bumblebee. We'll find the way out.”

【⊹】A mere promise. Even Optimus didn't knew what is going on, much less where they are, yet put on a tough and calm front as he led the group of four that contained of Wheeljack, Bumblebee, Ratchet, Optimus and you, thier trusted warrior and strategist. They were lost. Like, completly. Although Optimus didn't lost faith and stomped through the wet snow that clung onto his pedes, his helm raised and seemed confident, while inside he felt like a tiny Mechlet who was alone and lost, crying out for his Creators.【⊹】

【⊹】It didn't took long until the group of Autobots heard a piercing roar from nearby, it was hard to tell as it echoed through the entire forest and fields. Wheeljack looked uncomfortable and anxious, and Ratchet wasn't better, if not worse. The old medic looked distressed, almost scared, but tagged along, not feeling comfortable here. But who was? Not even you knew where we are, much less know what is happening.【⊹】

“Were lost, aren't we?” Wheeljack stated, looking around with one of his katana-like swords raised if anything happened. “And I doubt it that anyone is in the base to open the GroundBridge—”

【⊹】Don't jinx it, they say, but oh well, looks like Wheeljack just did so. A large, serpent-like creature slithered up behind the Autobots and hissed obnoxiously. It's eyes were glistening with maline. You and Ratchet jumped, as Optimus bristled up and transformed his servos into Ion blasters.【⊹】