The Tetrajet turned his attention back towards the ship for a moment as he heard a noise only to find the carrier had ejected it's rear storage. Slag... He hoped some of it was recoverable. The thought of zooming over and helping soften it's landing did cross his mind, but even if his other three Seeker companions were here, it would be highly unlikely they would have to combined thrust to make much of a difference and risked damaging themselves. He would just have to hope it more or less survived with how heavily armored it seemed to be. For now he would have to work on continuing to feebly draw away the Autobot fi....re...? His glowing red optics widened as he spotted an Autobot leaving the ship to join the battler only to screech in pain as he was hit. He pulled away and struggled to land himself behind come cover. He lay on his belly for a moment, part of his right wing sparking. He whimpered softly knowing this would hurt, transforming into robot mode with another pained cry. Now he had a new problem. He stood there, back to the half crumbled wall with Iacon behind him and an Autobot car speeding towards him from the opposite direction.<br/><br/>It had to be an Autobot ship then and considering the size of the ship, it is likely carrying several though at least one had to be left behind to pilot. He was in trouble now... He opened up his comm and called out to his raiding party. "Sir!! Iacon is aware of my presence and I---" He blinked as he was cut off, systems chirping in surprise. "I-I can't come back with more supplies I'm under fire and damaged! An Autobot ship has---" His optics grew wide as he was cut off again, this time with very grave news. "B-but...!! Wait!! Sir!!!" But he could feel the tank cutting the transmission from the other end. He'd just been abandoned.<br/><br/>This was bad... This was<em>really</em>bad... He couldn't fly and now he had nowhere safe to warp away to. He needed repairs, too... His intake started to become uneven as he began to panic, pressing his back against the wall in fear. He was quickly running out of options! He wouldn't fire upon the car racing towards him. He would be safer as an Autobot prisoner than he would be as a damaged lone scavenger. He had no doubt in his processor that he wouldn't survive long enough to find himself a new group to fly with. However... There was the oncoming fire to deal with... He took a chance, disengaging and locking up his weapons...<br/><br/>"Autobot!! I have disengaged my weapons!! Those are your friends firing upon us!! Open your com and tell them to cease fire!! Or we'll all be slagged!!" He called out loudly to the oncoming car riding on the fact that as he hadn't opened fire, he might not be attacked.