- Motto: "Transform and smoke 'em!"
- Weapon: Twin Shoulder-Mounted Rocket Launchers
Gulf of Mexico - On the Oil Platform
Smokescreen couldn't believe what he was hearing. We're retreating? We're actually going to leave one of our own behind to these Decepticon scum! He shook his head once again, understanding that there were few options open to them and most, if not all, would lead to Bumblebee's untimely end. Perhaps Prowl was doing the right thing by retreating. Live to fight another day or die fighting a losing battle now. However, it still didn't feel right to the diversionary tactician. Smokey didn't like to lose, after all, and he hated the idea of leaving behind a fellow comrade and friend. Smokey was known for doing whatever it took to win, even if that meant bending the rules or outright cheating. Unfortunately, neither of those options were open to him in this situation.
Smokescreen glanced over to Hound, who was standing nearby. "Looks like we lost this one, bud," the red and blue mech said with a look that expressed both anger and sadness at the same time. "Lets get back to base and get you patched up proper." Releasing a heavy sigh, Smokey positioned himself with the other Autobots. Astroseconds later, Prowl pressed the activation button and they were gone from the platform.
Skywarp looked down on the beaten Autobots as they initiated an orbital bounce back to their base. "Good riddance," the teleporter muttered as he then listened to Thundercracker complain about the joys of gathering fuel. "Heh, you should've been there for the Alaskan raid. While it was fun squashing those pesky organic slugs, it got boring after a while. They don't put up much of a fight. At least here we had the Autobots to make things a bit more exciting."
Skywarp smiled as he turned and followed Thundercracker over to where the other seekers were beginning to load up Astrotrain with the captured fuel. "And it's always a good feeling when we win," Skywarp continued speaking to his friend as he grabbed a bunch of the energy cubes and carried them into the Decepticon shuttle.
After placing the cubes against a back wall, 'Warp turned and glared down at Bumblebee, who was shackled and helpless. The yellow minibot was only a scout and not very strong to say the least. It amazed Skywarp that the Autobots would care so much about such an insignificant little mech that they would actually retreat in order to save his small spark. "Pathetic," the black and purple seeker said plainly before turning away from the prisoner and exiting Astrotrain in order to retrieve more storage cubes.