Bumblebee woke up in some mysterious room as he looked around, his blue optics opening up as he looked around. The lights were barely turned on as the floor had this uncomfortable cold feeling against his own pedes as he got up from the chair. He couldn't really see a light around as he began to walk to where he could see the door as he felt around the textured wall which felt smooth in a plastic way and feeling around the bumps he noticed something like a curved shape? He flipped it on, revealing the room and suddenly felt something wet and painful on his face as he rubbed his hand against it. He winced in pain as he slowly put down his hand, showing a green liquid on his hand. Bumblebee realized that he had a large scar on his own face which was not that deep but it left behind a large curved gash which had layers of metallic plating open and he felt the scar going slightly through his eye. He looked upwards as he saw that there was a bunch of different furniture in the room such as chairs, desks, some small random objects such as tissues, a small water fountain and a mug full of different pens. Bumblebee noticed a sense of haze on his mind as he rubbed the back of his head.
He attempted to open the door to not much avail as he said to himself "You have got to be kidding me!" He cursed under his breath as he soon used his stringers to cut open the door handle as it took him a lot of effort to do so as he began walking out with his gun in his own hand. He soon heard someone coming this way as he soon saw a low rank Decepticon warrior come his way. With anger and panic in his spark, he shot and pulled his blaster out as he shot the Decepticon square in the chest as their spark which was a shiny, crystal blue colour started to leak out of the unrounded hole which had a bunch of internal circuits and organs which spilled out. Wires were like intestines as orange, red, yellow and black thin wires fell out of them as their fuel tank was visible a small crack was seen. Bumblebee stepped back looking at his gun then at Decepitcons with a small scowl on his face. He could hear pounding in his own audio receptors as he began to step over the body.
He went outside in the corridor as he looked around, it was a little impossible to tell what certain shapes were due to the scar making some shapes more blurry than they should be as Bumblebee began to slowly press through through what looks to be a oddly tided up hallway. It was way too clean for his tastes and his nose ridge wrinkled at the smell of different types of cleaning fluids that was used around the hallway. The lights turned on as it flashed Bumblebee's eyes. There was a large white hallway that had lights attached to the ceiling with flowers in a vase nearby with pond water smell coming out as he looked seeing hanged pictures on the walls each with a different landscape and background. He could see a white table nearby, only with another glass of flowers, this time they were purple tulips. The room felt perfect, too perfect in fact as he exited the area in suspicion.
He saw a map hung on the wall curiously that showed him in some sort of really old museum which would explain the hallway and right now he was near the lounge area. But what was the Decepticon doing here and why did he wake up here of all places? He began to search around for any sign of other people. There seemed to be no people around the area as he began to the next area which looked to be a history gallery and some of the cases were smashed in bits as dead animals and fossils were sprawled out all over the floor, with dried fur falling like clumps and sliced skin of different mammals was squashed and put into clumps and some bits made Bumblebee a little sick as he quickly got out of there as he noticed some shuffling. He glanced over the stairs seeing Scavenger who was just doing his own business overall. He aimed his gun but missed and fell backwards against the floor, making the Constructicon look over.
Immediately Scavenger began to look over as Bumblebee got on the stairs but unfortunately Scavenger found him and immediately tried to tackle him as Bumblebee fought back hitting him with a punch which made Scavenger mind go fuzzy. Soon as he looked upwards seeing Bumblebee fling something which sent him back as he got upwards before he hit Bumblebee in his face. Bumblebee tried to put up his stringers but didn't have much of a choice but to kick him and try to go up the stairs. Immediately Scavenger who had a brownish bruise on his faceplate looked towards where the younger Autobot was running to. He immediately chased after him as Bumblebee ran all the way from the upper gallery to the corridor as Scavenger threw a bullet damaging the walls slighty. He stopped at the corridor which seemed to be filled with yellow coating as Bumblebee noticed the crowbar nearby and grabbed it. He turned seeing the burly Decepticon charge at him as he gave on sharp smack with the crowbar as he closed his optics.
He opened them and in surprise saw the crowbar in Scavenger's collarbone. Immediately the Decepticon gave a yelp as he fell backwards feeling energon gush out of the large slit. He pushed Bumblebee in retaliation who had his hand outstretched before feeling his hand land on the yellow puddle. He could feel a sudden sharp pain as he got up seeing blue bumpy lines on his hand with some small holes from where the corrosive chemical had affected him. He gritted his teeth in pain as he noticed the Decepticon presumably ran off. His grey hand became a sort of teal colour as he could felt every single bump on his fingers and palm combined with the holes. He struggled to feel the pain all over his hand as he soon noticed footsteps coming along his way. He was about to pull out his blaster until he noticed Cliff coming his way "Cliff!?" He yelled in surprise as the red Autobot noticed him "Oh didn't expect you here. You alright?" Bumblebee nodded at his question before they heard something play in the background as they followed after it.
Bumblebee and Cliff soon found a dusty room with a movie screen and there looked to be different types of films on the computer. Some lost media ones were also there as Bumblebee soon said "Look at this on!" He pointed at Murder's grace. "This one looks interesting, let's play it." Cliffjumper rolled his optics and pressed on it as both of them began to watch it.