How to save a life.

Summary: Ratchet has been a medic for a long time since he could remember. He has gone through a lot of deaths both of friends and family. This is his story on how he deals with each death.

A/N: I think this was a great idea and I got encouragement from one of my friends THANKS KRISTA! :) This story is going to be one shots with each death different.


Today was a slow day for me since no bot was injured. I started to think about my first death I had directly caused when I was a new medic with the Cybertronian Medic Corps. This was before the war...


Cliffjumper..

I just graduated from the Iacon Medical Academy among the top 10 of my class. With being in the top ten of my class I got a lot offers to work for prestigious hospitals. I turned them all down and I accepted a lower caste hospital's approach. My classmates thought I was insane since I wanted to work with the lower caste. I wanted to legitmatly help bots that cant get the best care on Cybertron. After my graduation I moved to the lowest levels of Koan to take care of the Koanians there.

I moved into my semi decent apartment that I picked up from my creators before they had moved to Iacon they still kept the apartment. Most bots never guessed that I was from Koan but thats because I never showed it. Looking around my sensors picked up a dank smell but that was understandable because it hadn't been lived in for vorns. Putting my stuff in my bedroom I walked out into the hallway to get situated at work before my first day at work tomorrow.

After walking in the hallway I locked my door then walked out of the building to find the hospital well it was a clinic. Walking around I stopped walking when I found the clinic that looked like it was falling apart outside and maybe it was inside. "Oh Slag." I muttered while avoiding the bodies laying in front of the door that looked expired.

Pushing in the door to get into the clinic was noisy and the secretary looked up with a bewildered expression. She went back to what she was doing I walked up to her. "Excuse me I'm Ratchet I'm supposed to start tomorrow but I would like to speak the director here" She let out a giggle and she had something with optics. "The director is dead you're the only living doctor in this are" She replied and giggled at some hidden jokie. I took it as a go ahead then walked behind the double doors that looked ominous.

'Try to make this place brighter' I noted and I was stopped by a nurse who looked over worked. "Sir you cannot be in here" She tried to usher me out but I silenced her with replying "I'm the new director and the only doctor here apparently. What do you need?" She looked relieved.

I followed the nurse to the only room in the building to treat a shooting victim. I walked in and I noticed the equipment was old models. "Our budget is tiny we haven't updated in vorns. Me and the Secretary are the only workers here." She muttered to me and left me with the patient.

Looking at the patient I saw multiple gun shots from the shooting the poor mech looked to be in pain. "Don't touch me" The patient muttered to me hoarsley. His red paint was scarred by years of living in the lower levels of Koan.

I put my servo on his forehead to get scans on whats going on besides the fact he is bleeding to offlining. "You're dying Mech" and the mech just let out a hoarse laugh. "Yeah I know that doc." He retorted sarcastically and I smiled a little bit. "what is your designation?" I asked him and he replied with "Cliffjumper yours doc?" I answered with a soft "Ratchet".

His optics flickered off and one then he asked me a favor "Get that Megatronus. He caused this." I looked at him questioningly but his frame started to turn grey.

Turning away from the dead body I went out to see the Nurse to tell her to remove the body. I sat down with a sigh and rubbed my faceplates knowing that I couldn't save him in time but I have a feeling that my life was about to get more complicated with this Megatronus.


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