Alexa was holding her gun close to herself as she looked out from the bushes and aimed her revolver at what looks to be one of the more weaker Decepticons. She turned and pulled the trigger hitting them in one of their optics which they immediately yelled covering their own optic as a stream of energon fell out, coating the floor as the yellow and green Decepticon got out his gun and immediately shooting without looking due to the pain as bullets spread all across the floor as one bullet missed Alexa which flew past her. She quickly grabbed out a large screwdriver and soon ran up to the Decepticon who found his gun jammed as Alexa jumped on his shoulder which he yelled as Alexa grabbed his head and stabbed the other optic with the sharp end of the screwdriver as it plunged deep into the soft metal. The Decepitcon screamed in pain as Alexa silenced him with a shot of her gun through his neck. He fell to the ground as Alexa had blood sprayed all across her white t-shirt as she heard a whirring of a large gun nearby and noticed that a tanky Decepitcon came as the sound of human guns and Cybertronain weapons were hearing loudly through the area. Alexa immediately began to run as the Decepticon attention was focused on a human that was nearby. Alexa ran until her breath seemed to falter and she looked out of breath as she steadied herself.
She looked up smelling smoke as the smell of burning wood and smoke came from trees nearby as some of the buildings which had plants close to them also began to burn down. There was humans running, fighting each other and the parents got the kids out as quickly as they could. Gore and viscera was seen all over the floor as bones were in the ground such as rib bones and other stuff. Alexa could feel a line of energon come down from her mouth as she looked seeing that her hands were splattered with Cybertronian blood while her eyes looked up seeing the sound of something driving to her way. Her attention was instantly snapped as she saw a large white van driving her way, what she didn't expect was it's large size, which was the size of a truck. Immediately the back doors of the van opened and Wheeljack revealed himself as he waved "Alexa! Over here!" As she looked seeing that Wheeljack had used human bandages to bandage up his own bulb. She couldn't blame him, he didn't have much in his own subspace after all. She soon entered the back of the van as she saw that Bumblebee was in the front of the van, driving as his hands were on the wheel as Alexa sat down at the side of the rather dark van. "So to risk less detection from the Decepticons, we kind of had to grab a lost vehicle. So then! Are we going to find Optimus first or the rest of the Autobots?"
"We need to find where Hoist, Optimus and everyone else is." She said as her iris seemed to be drained of colour for a second. There was no windows in the back of the van but rather the front of the van as Bumblebee inserted the key and began to drive while trying to figure out how the human GPS worked. His eyes looked baggy but for now he seemed a little positive, even if things were falling apart and that's what Alexa wanted from her friend. She looked upwards feeling the wind blow through the doors, it was pretty chilly overall. Wheeljack soon asked with something "Is your gun working correctly?" As Alexa looked over her revolver which she noticed looked to be rusty "It's kind of old and it doesn't fire very quickly. Why do you ask?" She questioned giving eye-contact. "I think I could try to fix it but I can't do major adjustments. Give me it." He put out his hand as he said that and she gave him the revolver, as she was curious. It was a momentary distraction from their usual hostile situation and she leaned back as he grabbed out his old golden rusty wrench and her eyebrow raised upwards "I haven't seen you use that lately?" She asked and he shook his head by saying "I been using my inventions more often and this rusty wrench, it's been gathering dust in my lab."
He soon fixed up her revolver and gave her it back as she looked seeing that it seemed to smell less rusty and look a lot cleaner. She looked up asking "How did you fix this? Aren't your wrenches big?" He nodded as he pressed on a button on the back of the wrench and the back opened up, showing a human-sized wrench that had a claw around it and he pulled it off there. Of course, it was not a wonder that Wheeljack would make a small sized replica of his wrench. She felt it with her fingers, trying to remove the numbness that the coldness made for her as the human sized golden wrench felt smooth and slick. Wheeljack immediately looked like he was about to pull her wrench but he paused seeing that she wasn't pulling away. She looked up and let go by saying a quiet "I'm sorry." Before pulling her hand to herself. Bumblebee meanwhile was looking out at the window as he turned his head to look at both of them. He saw that Alexa had her hands in her face while Wheeljack looked to be closed in himself. His bulb still sparking out as his irises moved and dilated as he looked away. "You two... I can't say a lot about what happened. But Alexa, know that you aren't to blame." At the sound of Bumblebee's voice, her breath hitched as she slowly pulled down her hands, her eyes looking red and her holding back her words.
"I feel confused, maybe even upset at myself." She gave a huge breath while Wheeljack said "Would have things turned out better if Starscream didn't get involved with everything?" Wheeljack seemed to put that question more to himself while Bumblebee turned his head away while putting his hand on his faceplate as he seemed to think. Maybe everything could have changed... Bumblebee sat upwards again as Alexa finally calmed down her breathing slightly while she seemed to be restraining her own emotions. It was hard not to cry, she was a child after all. But she couldn't give herself the energy to cry like she did before. Slight tears fell down her face as the transparent glint of drops fell on the floor while covering her mouth with her hands.
"Alexa?" Wheeljack seemed to think as he asked a concerned question. She turned as her eyes looked glassy and her breathing restrained as the van seemed to drive through the road and bumping gently as Bumblebee also looked at her for a moment seeing her face which showed tear stains. And she looked young, around 14? Wheeljack guessed as he looked over her peach face which had bags. She hung down her head as she felt uncomfortably sick and gave a long breath. She put down her hands by her sides as her brown eyes seemed to be staring wide with a intensity both of them had never seen before but it didn't feel angry, maybe hurt or frustrated? It was quite hard to tell what was going through her own mind. Bumblebee grabbed firmly the steering wheel while Wheeljack tinkered with something small in his servos while Alexa grabbed water out of her backpack and took a massive gulp of it. She choked slightly and forced down the water through her throat. She put it back in the backpack and asked "Anyone got a plastic bag close to them?" Wheeljack shook his head while Bumblebee found a clean plastic roll. He gave it to her as she became to organize her food and water in the bag.
Alexa was done as Bumblebee soon said "Well, we are nearly here." And at that a bit of colour went back to Alexa's face while Wheeljack gave a thumps up. Soon the Van stopped and they had arrived to the edge of a forest where brown, small fences were seen in the dirt. They got out and looked up at the horizon, their eyes widening in shock at a large crystal that was down below them that was cracked and the cracks seemed to get bigger at every moment.