Breakdown was hesitant when he approached Airachnid he could tell something was wrong, there was a strange feeling in the air as if something was going to happen as he went to attack her, she lunged at him tearing at him with her spider arms slamming them down into his chassis, he tried to fight back but was unable to, Breakdown grabbed at her in attempt to get her off but that only caused more pain and he felt a sudden jolt in his left arm then nothing as she pulled it off. He was kicked and tumbled down into a ditch his head hurting then nothing. 

Breakdown didn't know how long he was out, but he could tell he was low on energon the next thing he picked up on was the fact he could hear voices from some bots as he focused on, he could slightly recognize their voice's. "I'm not seeing anything out here maybe it was just some humans doing something stupid. Fowler probably got something wrong." said what sounded like a femme's voice. 

"I don't know Arcee, I think we have something else going on. Is that an arm?" Said a deeper voice and it took Breakdown a moment before it clicked that was Bulkhead's voice, he'd almost recognize it anywhere, there was just one mech's voice he'd recognize more than his. 

"I think your right; that's a lot of energon. Oh primus! look over there, that's Breakdown!" Said Arcee, she didn't sound angry more on guard than anything else. Breakdown heard some shuffling and then a bot adjusting him slightly which made him groan in pain as his servos hurt. 

"And he's online." Said Bulkhead who was much closer to him. Breakdown opened his working optic slightly and his optic took in the sight of Arcee turned away talking on her com-link, her voice was hushed or was that because Breakdowns head was still ringing? Either way he could tell she was talking; it took him a second before he realized Bulkhead was holding him in a sitting position. He soon heard the other bot speak. "Arcee, we need to take him back to base there is no way he's going to survive."

Arcee turned and the look of hesitation was clear on her faceplates she didn't want to bring him back and well Breakdown wouldn't blame her; he'd probably just leave her out here if it was him. "Are you crazy? He's a con! Bulkhead what if he tries to kill someone? What if he hurts one of the humans, hasn't he tried to squish Miko before?" Arcee rattled on, her voice full of concern for the other's. 

"We can't leave him out here, what if someone like MECH comes along and uses him for something bad? I don't want to see what he could be used for, so come on and get Ratchet to open a ground bridge." Bulkhead wasn't about to take no for an answer. He lifted Breakdown up who made another sound of pain. "And I think he's somewhat conscious I can't leave some poor bot out here even if he's a con."

"Know what fine but if he kills someone it's your fault." Arcee snapped her optics looking over Breakdown then she sighed. "He does look awful. I'll get Ratchet to open a ground bridge here." She put a hand up to the side of her helm. "Ratchet I need you get a ground bridge ASAP; we have an injured bot here who needs medical attention now." Her voice was a bit harsh, but she always seemed the that type to Breakdown, he watched as a ground bridge opened so it did seem to work in her favor to be harsh. 

Next thing Breakdown was aware of was him getting picked up by Bulkhead, it hurt, it hurt a lot. "Arcee can you grab his arm? Ratchet should be able to reattach it, if he can't at least no humans can use it." Said Bulkhead as he walks to the bridge. Breakdown heard a sound from Arcee that he couldn't make out, but it seemed like she went to get it.

Breakdown could tell he was heading towards the ground bridge through his slightly working optic, he wasn't sure if the light was on for it or not but that didn't matter there will be a medic who will work on him, hopefully.

So, my TF addiction has caused me to write fics. I know I should work on my MCYT fics but this is my calling right now.