3rd pov- mostly autobots))

"What is it old friend?" Optimus hummed softly 

"A relic signal." The orange and white mech stated 

The large prime nodded a little, "Of course, Acree, gather Bumblebee and Bulkhead we shall go investigate this signal." He spoke to the passing blue femme 

"Of course optimus." She nodded and turned on her pedes to gather the two requested bots 

Optimus hummed and looked back to the elder medic, "Any decepticons close?"

"None that I can scan for." the medic replied optics remaining on the screen

Optimus nodded humming as he turned to face the requested team Arcee had gathered as told. He looked at each of the three bots for a brief moment before looking back to the medic who had moved to the ground bridge controls. 

He nodded a little and Ratchet opened the bridge. The prime led the small group out transforming halfway through the bridge and driving through. 

Ratchets scanner just so happened to be wrong about deceptions in the area. Because as soon  as the bots neared the source of the signal cons were seen trying to break through the pinky purple shield around the relic. They weren't very successful.

The four autobots hid themselves behind a cluster of boulders as the prime scanned the situation trying to decide on the best course of action. Acree hissed softly as the sky rippled as a few jets ripped through the skies. 

"New 'cons?" Bulkhead whispered in question as the flying machines neared the group of cons only to start an attack

"Definitely not friendly to their own kind if they are..." Acree replied activating her blasters 

"Autobots," Optimus softly called, "This may be our moment of opportunity. Lets move." 

Arcee took note bout how there was only two seekers of more vibrant colors than the bland purple and grey color scheme of the cons as they slowly worked their way towards where the cons had step up a camp to test and try to get the shield down. Though, their hopes to go unnoticed quickly perished when one of the cons still working to open the shield noticed them and fired. 

That drew the attention of the two seekers, but it did not slow their attack on the clone deceptions. The autobots had their own group to fight through the area was growing to chaos as the number of clones lessened and the seekers had drawn nearer. Seemingly out of no where another jet began to descend from the sky. 

It was a majestic and intimidating sight for the grounders as the jet transformed and landed sending a large cloud of dust up cloaking the bots frame for a nano-kilk. The dust was soon to settle as a large seeker strode out into plain view wings raised high and mightily. 

Their helm shape is what caught Arcees optics the most the three metal spikes reaching up as though to claw the sky. It was a beautifully terrifying crown built into the masked bots helm. Their visor glittered as they marched across the field fearless of the high danger of getting got at.

Bee was the one to rush out to strike the bot from behind a boulder. only to have his arm grabbed and ripped clean off as the seeker kept walking. To as insult to injury he was struck with this severed arm and sent flying.

"Bee!" Acree called out