Absolute silence. Emptiness looms within the air as cold Cybertronian wind seeps into the cracks on the armor of a metallic titan. He surveys the area, emitting a blue scanning laser from his eyes. The laser sweeps over a sea of iron corpses, processing feedback to the robot. "No..." the robot sighs softly, as no signs of life were detected. He looks closely. Most of the wreckage is of Eradicons - Decepticon footsoldiers of different mass-produced templates. A few Autotroopers are piled within the Eradicon graveyard - most of their visors smashed to pieces. A Decepticon commander's body is found as the robot picks it up to identify it. It's body is blue, but tiny Scraplets have already begun gnawing away at the rusting chassis. "Zzshtttt....cm....dd," the robot's communicator activates as he tries lowering the volume. "Soldier..." the robot whispers, surveying the smoking horizon cautiously, "Come in?" "Can't....awa....s...a...ru...." the transmission is static. "Soldier?! Come in!" the robot raises his voice a little, the white noise still echoing in the air. "Sa....yo....RUN!!!!!" the voice shouts as a loud shriek, followed by a roar is heard in the background. The transmission breaks the emptiness in the air. The robot immediately disengages his comlink and surveys the horizon once more. He hears something. First the collapse of a small building far out in the distance. And then a low buzzing noise. They've heard him. There's no certainty of where the noise is coming from, other than it is approaching him. Quickly, he dives into the body of robot corpses, trying to avoid detection. In the distance, six plane-like objects zoom quickly toward the battlefield. Each one is equipped with a red monocular sensor at the front. They circle above Cybertron's closest moon as it barely shines through the polluted sky. The objects transform into bird-like robots, and touch ground upon the corpses. A red beam emits from each one of their eyes as they scan the area for life. The titan, however, sees the bird-drones from cracks underneath the corpses. He can feel the Scraplets beginning to bite at his feet as they move away from the rusting bodies. He's afraid, but stays alert. "Life signs positive," one of the bird drones states monotonously. The robot rolls his eyes. "Options." another bird drone states. "Excavate, salvage, report, or exterminate." "What is the will of the transmitter?" asked another. The air stood quietly for another moment. "Operation: Extermination." On cue, a giant blue plasma beam shot up from the corpse layer and killed three of the six bird drones. The remaining three were taken back, but quickly regained momentum in mid air. The titanic robot climbed to his feet; his smoking ion blaster unfolding into a larger plasma cannon. "Identification...scanning." a bird drone said the robot came forward, swinging the cannon at the bird, swatting it into the ground where the Scraplets began eating away at it. "You two," he said, firing the plasma cannon, blowing the other two bird drones into thin air. The smoking wreckage came cascading down on the corpses below as the titan walked on. The titan reactivated his communications relay, "Autobot Headquarters...come in!" There was no response, just the same white noise he'd heard for days. "Autobot Headquarters, please respond..." "He...hello?" said a younger voice on the other end, "This is Helion." "Who?" asked the titan. "Helion, sir. I was just promoted to this post a few days ago..." "Understood, soldier. Where's Optimus Prime?" "Optimus hasn't been sighted for at least a week now." "What do you mean 'at least'?" "Our records here haven't been exactly stellar since Lunix fell." "Agh...what about Impactor?" "Impactor's been heading the siege of Kaon - afraid he's unavailable." "Roadbuster?" "Also at the siege." "Who can you spare?" "We have a few flight-capable Autobots we can spare. We're sending you the most capable ones we have right now. Where is your location?" "Ruins of Zea. They'll have a hard time finding it by sight alone. Every building here's been blown to dust by the 'Cons. Send them here quickly. Something's of interest here to the 'Cons that they didn't get the first time around." "Understood, sir. They'll be arriving shortly." The robot continued to traverse the area on foot. Black soot continued to collect upon his blue and red legs, while his white and blue arms were scratched with battle scars. Twin energy pylons on his back grew a dimmer red as his Energon supply faded. Quickly, he began searching the corpses for additional Energon he could salvage for himself. As he moved the corpses around, he noticed a silver hammer with blue Energon pulsating through it. The hammer was grasped in the hand of another Decepticon commander, deceased from the battle. Effortlessly, the robot picked up the hammer - it's head glowing as the robot smirked in a moment of brief victory.