-𝐁𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐄-(𝟐)

Bumblebee always considered himself an expert scout, someone capable of tracking an Energon signal from miles away. But there was one signal he couldn't track, one that pulsed in his central processor every time silence fell over the Witwicky bunker: your memory.
How had this happened? He was an Autobot, a soldier of Optimus. You were the direct descendant of Megatron, the heir to Decepticon tyranny. Yet there was nothing tyrannical about the way you questioned your father's orders or the way your optics glowed when they spoke of a Cybertron without war.
Bumblebee remembered the last time he saw you, just before the space bridge closed and the AllSpark was lost. In the chaos of the peace treaty and Megatron's redemption, you vanished. While Megatron learned to work with humans, you became a ghost.
One afternoon, while "helping" Dot Malto with the inventory (although he was actually eavesdropping on GHOST's transmissions out of pure curiosity), Bee froze.
Dot: ...the target is elusive...He's evaded three containment perimeters in the Philadelphia sector. He's no ordinary Decepticon. Heat readings vanish in seconds. He blends into his surroundings like a chameleon.
Bumblebee's processor twitched. That ability... he only knew of one Cybertronian capable of fragmenting the light of his armor to become invisible to sensors.
"It can't be," Bee thought, feeling her circuits strain as if they were about to melt. "Are you here? Are you on Earth? "