Captain and Optimus in Camelot

[The Vision]

The light vanished as quickly as it appeared, leaving spots across Cap's vision. From what he could tell, they were in some sort of forest, mildly remeniscient of an English Summer. He wondered for a fleeting moment if they had ended up in the Savage Land.

"Interesting," Optimus observed. "These kinds of environments never existed on Cybertron."

Cap nodded in silent acknowledgement and scanned his surroundings more carefully. He could hear the twitters and wingbeats of various birds and spotted tracks of what looked like horses and bears scattered around the clearing where they stood. Rogers notice what seemed to be a partially worn path through the brush and pointed towards it. "My instincts say we follow these tracks. And trust me... my instincts are never wrong." He drew his shield out of habit and submerged himself in the thick foliage.

Captain America didn't know what to expect besides trouble. He could hear as much as feel the Autobot's heavy footsteps... unless that was his heartbeat? People make the mistake of assuming Steve was never afraid. They couldn't be more wrong. As a soldier, Cap had made fear go from a hated enemy to trusted ally. Hopefully the fear he felt now wouldn't be the former.

There were voices whispering through the trees as the two warriors silently traveled on their way. "Perhaps we may find refuge among these people," Optimus rumbled quietly. Cap was more cautious. "Can't just barge in there and assume their friendly, soldier." His vernacular reverted to his Nazi-fighting days, Cap continued his warning. "Last time I made an assumption I lost a friend." Bucky's face as Steve fell away from that dreaded missile flashed for a moment in his mind. He then remembered that he spoke to an equally qualified leader and turned to speak directly to the Prime. "Any ideas?"

Optimus frowned and gazed upon the trees. "Of course they are not to be trusted. But... frankly, I don't think stealth is my strong suit, in this case. I have a big head... and also big arms."

Captain looked the robot up and down. "That... That is true."

"Perhaps... You can be stealthy," Optimus rumbled, "I will attract their attention. If they are hostile, I am sure that I can take their fire. Meanwhile, you could probably use your own fire to take some of them out. Do you have any firepower?"

Captain chuckled, slightly embarrassed. "Gotta admit, no. I don't do guns much. But I do have an ace up my sleeve."

Optimus frowned. "I... do not understand."

Captain laughed and said, "Oh, believe me, Optimus, I know that feeling."

The robot turned his head. "Very well. I'll make myself conspicuous, pretend to be unaware of their presence. You will disguise yourself and attack if the targets are hostile. Do you agree?"