Vampire bumblebee au short story
'All gone'
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A hand grabbed his shoulder, yanking him back just in time for a missile to explode where he had been kneeling. The blast sent him skidding across the ground, his old joints screaming in protest.
Bulkhead was already pulling him up, voice panicked. “We gotta go! Now!”
Ratchet twisted back toward Bumblebee’s body—but it was already being swallowed by the dust and smoke.
The battlefield was collapsing. They had seconds.
And he knew.
He knew they wouldn’t reach him in time.
Because Bee wasn’t getting up.
And they couldn’t afford to die with him.
Optimus’s voice was final. Heavy. Like it hurt to say it.
“Autobots—retreat.”
Ratchet froze.
His processor blanked for a second, his entire frame locking up in horrified disbelief—
Leave him?
Leave Bumblebee?
“No!” Ratchet snarled, struggling against Bulkhead’s grip. “I’m not leaving him out here, Prime! We can’t just—just—!”
But another explosion rocked the ground beneath them, and suddenly they weren’t given a choice.
The fight was lost.
The Autobots fell back.
