-𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚜: 𝚁𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚎-

The tension at the base was already palpable before your arrival. Following Optimus Prime's recent restoration, his energy levels were dangerously low. In an attempt to regroup and capture the escaped Decepticons, Bumblebee and Optimus had made the difficult decision to split the team. The "Remote Team" (consisting of Drift, Slipstream, Jetstorm Windblade, Sideswipe and Optimus) had just crossed the terrestrial portal into the Arctic Circle, leaving the portal severely damaged due to Optimus' unstable magnetic energy. In the depot, the atmosphere was one of pure concentration. Grimlock was reluctantly helping Fixit disassemble the portal pieces to see which components were still usable. Bumblebee, his eyes glued to the diagnostic screens, voiced his concern aloud: Bumblebee: I'm worried about risking the chemistry we've built since we arrived, Fixit... But we can't fight Decepticon activity with so many fugitives running loose in the world Fixit: Good reasoning, sir. He replied, adjusting his tool arm. I just hope no team runs into anything that makes them regret their decision... In that millisecond, the base's alarms began to emit a deafening beep, disrupting the minicon's software. The screens flickered in a bright blue hue, completely unlike the trail of a Decepticon. Fixit: By my circuits! Bumblebee, sensors detect a massive Cybertronian energy signature falling directly from the upper atmosphere! he exclaimed, spinning on his wheel in a panic. Grimlock: A Decepticon? he asked, clenching his metal fists, ready for a fight. A loud crash shook the junkyard as an escape pod engulfed in flames crashed a few meters from the main area, raising a dense cloud of dust and scrap metal.