Optimus felt a chill go down his spinal cord as the winds were getting hefty and he could feel his systems trying to keep him warm despite the cruel circumstances as he noticed a cool temperature symbol around his HUD which said "Coldness is starting to increase at a 16%! You need to get to a warmer place immediately." As his system started to slow down while his vision had static movement for a moment. It was extremely distracting and made him instantly froze. He soon began to run and soon found a another abandoned building, he didn't trust buildings that seem to be abandoned but he didn't have much of a choice and the human winter can get extreme real quick. He ran inside and immediately closed the door to the building as he sighed in relief. The building certainly felt warmer but something felt off. He could sense it as his pedes hit the wooden floorboards and he soon opened the door which was nearby him. He opened it up as there was a hallway that stretched out miles and miles on end as he entered a room where he saw a warm fireplace, with two armchairs, a couch and there was beds with red and purple soft blankets. The area was one that would remind you of a warm home around the early 201os. He sighed in relief as he had gotten some warmth. But was worried that his friends may be in danger and he would have no way to find them.
Optimus looked more around the room, there seemed to be no actual pictures of humans, but only paintings of landscapes as his optics landed on what was on the couch. It was a blurry photo, which seemed to be faces of different people. One of them looked to be a butler, a kid that looked to be 8 was in a wheelchair and was wearing winter clothing while what looked to be his siblings, one a boy and the other a girl was near their mother who was wearing a black formal dress and a fascinator was on her head with a bow firmly tight. While the man, who looked to be carrying a shovel in his hands was wearing a black jacket, grey jeans and a rather stoic smile on his face. They were all together, which gave Optimus the idea that they were together like family. He then saw a package nearby and opened it and in surprise he said to himself "These purple crystals, aren't they used for extractions and extra rations? These are quite odd to see them appearing here." As he thought about the implications of this, these purple crystals while from earth, not Cybertron itself, these were quite popular since they were used when Cybertronic energon starts to become drastically low. Maybe the human needed them for a important reason? He examined the rest of the package seeing more packets of crystals until he found a thick enveloped letter as he ripped off the paper and began to read what was in there.
Dear Mr Yin, I heard about your increase of demanding of Irsa crystals and have brought them as quickly as possible. I apologise for the interference since we had a strike which lasted for two weeks at best and production has been slow. We also had trouble of depositing other types of crystals and our operations have been under strain. I think we should expect an answer from you. From, Jain.
Optimus was a little confused but knew it was talking about a strike and depositing issues but what caught his optics was the Cybertronian language used at the bottom of the note as it seemed to trigger something in him.
ሪድ ዳንስ ፍላይ ታሪኮ ስላት ሶ/ ፅ አ ሶ ሊስን አ ዋልክ ዳንስ ስላት_ሪድ አ ዳንስ ዳንስ://ቯ ድሬቪ ኢት ስላት ሶ ጥ ጃምፓ አ ዳንስ ስላት.ስፓክ ወሬት ስላት ስዊም
Immediately Optimus'optics became black as they turned light red for a moment as he passed out and he swore he could see more writing as he fell offline. He woke up a bit later, his blue optics looked around wonder what just happened to him. He was still in the room, in the same position but now he felt incredibly light-headed overall, what just happened? He wondered as he got upwards. He felt like he was about to fall "Oh primus almighty... That code seemed to have really done me well for sure. But now I'm thinking, why are those crystals suddenly making me alert?" He questioned afterwards as he got red flags from this place. And he could smell chemicals coming from nearby as he turned seeing that there was something new. There was a large symbol which was a white human eye with a red X symbol crossed out over it as the message said MURDER'S GRACE. This made Optimus instantly get upwards and point his gun at the wall before yelling out "Whoever is here, show yourself!" As nobody replied to him. Leaving only silence. Optimus put his weapon by the side, detecting no heat signatures. So whatever came in the room and left like that? Was his mind messing with him? He had so many unanswered questions in his head.
Optimus felt exhausted as he now felt that his mind was starting to give him weird stuff he could see. He strolled outside of the room as he saw that the floors started to have cracks and the noises of something like a oven/microwave was heard nearby as he turned his head around. Optimus started to look afraid and immediately got out from the building as he noticed the weather was starting to get mild. He could feel pain around his back and straightened himself up as there was the gross smell of bugs nearby as he held his head up. "I assume it's not going to get any better later on. I still need to find where my team is and... Everyone else. Starscream really screwed it up for the rest for us, hasn't he?" He mused. He just hoped that they were okay. He noticed how foggy it was as he frowned thinking about Ratchet's death, he noticed how less stoic he has been ever since Starscream became 'absent' as he recalled it, he remembered how serious he used to be back when he first came on earth. He didn't let anyone try to interrupt him but now he wasn't fighting alone anymore, he was fighting with his friends. As he reflected, he noticed something soft and squishy on the floor and grabbed it up. Immediately, Optimus felt a sense of disgust while holding the object as he realized what it in fact was. A child's arm, which was mutilated. And Optimus could feel rage wash over to him holding the squishy arm which had no blemishes on it.
"A kid was hurt... A kid." He muttered to himself with his voice full of restrained rage as he realized he was grabbing the arm too hard. He soon said "Those Decepticons, I guess." Now Optimus really had enough of them and he could feel his respect for them completely disappear. He could feel his frustration aimed mostly at himself as he remembered what his friends would say about him trying too hard as he held his own antennas before hearing some of buzzing noise which made him not grip his antennas anymore. He began to slowly began to move and tried to find where it exactly came from. He started to feel uneasy as he looked up at the sky. The sky was starting to look more red than blue anyways. He could feel a pain in his own spark as he heard the rustling of bushes. He immediately ran to see what it was as he came across nothing which made his confusion go even further. What was just that? He wondered in his own mind as the thick stench of mud seemed to be clear in the air. His optics seemed to falling slightly until he saw harsh glitches across his interface which made him stumble back as they disappeared. It wasn't going to get easier from here now on...