Authors Note: Had this idea crawling in my head for a while and decided to give it a try. This story takes place one year after the battle of Mission City and since I love Ratchet to death, I decided to write this story dedicated to him. This story is rated M for later chapters. Everything bolded is spoken in Cybertronian. I'm also adding Arcee into this fic because she's an awesome character, I think. Please do not flame me since I haven't flamed you.
Summary: It has been a year since the battle at Mission City and everything is at peace until one day a distressed single and a Decepticon femme is found by Optimus and gets repaired by Ratchet. A series of unfortunate events unfolds itself, as Ratchet is more concerned about what happened to her. Series of chaos, trust, friendship, and romance.
Disclaimer: Transformers belongs to Hasbro and Michael Bay. I only own my character Windbreaker and the plot.
Unfortunate Events
Chapter One
It had been a year since the battle at Mission City and everything was quiet and peaceful, too quiet for Optimus's taste. With the Decepticons gone (or so he thought) everything had turned to normal inside the base. Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, and Arcee had helped them during their battle at Mission City and had been introduced to the humans. Bumblebee had taken a liking to the twins and Arcee was still trying to get use to Earth since she was Mikeala's guardian, so Arcee was hardly at the base. The twins were troublemakers as usual and Ironhide was angry with them for pulling a prank on him, when Sunstreaker had pulled a bucket of pink paint all over him. Ironhide had chased the twins all over the base and they ended up in the medical bay with a pissed off Ratchet. Optimus had assigned the twins clean up duty for a week.
The government had been kind to them and given them a base hidden in the woods, away from humans since they had forgotten about them and the battle that had taken place a year ago. The ones that haven't forgotten about them were Sam, Mikeala, Lennox and the government. It had been a few days when Optimus had gotten a weird signal coming from the woods.
"What is it Optimus?" Ratchet questioned, as he gave his leader an odd look.
"I'm not sure Ratchet. I'm getting a weird signal coming from the woods. I'm going to check it out. It might be injured so get the medical bay ready," Optimus instructed.
Ratchet nodded, "Yes sir."
Optimus transformed as he headed out of the base and drove east where he had gotten the signal. Once he had gotten to the sight, he transformed and gasped at the sight before him. Tress was scattered and broken from their limbs as a female robot lay there. He was shocked since seeing a femme was a rare sight and the AllSpark was destroyed since it couldn't create life forms. She was gorgeous. She was blue and gold in coloring and her optics were closed and he noticed a Decepticon logo on her chest plate. He winced when he saw a large gash on her chest plate, which was leaking energon. Both her legs also looked in bad shape and he presumed that they were broken. Her right shoulder was dislocated and various scrapes covered her body. Optimus pressed the side of his head, which there was a communication link.
"Optimus to Ratchet."
"Ratchet here. What is it Optimus?"
"I have an injured female. Do you have the medical bay all ready for her arrival?"
"Yes sir."
"Good. Optimus out."
Optimus sighed as he gathered the injured femme in his arms. She was very light in weight and he noticed how small she was. She was compared to Jazz in size. He wondered what happened to her and who could have treated her with such treatment. Optimus made his way to the med bay as Ratchet looked at the femme in his arms. He nodded as he instructed Optimus to place her on the metal table, which Optimus did so with such care.
"A Decepticon female?" Ratchet questioned. He was shocked beyond belief. Besides Arcee, seeing a femme was rare and a Decepticon no doubt.
"Quite rare isn't it Ratchet? Most females on Cybertron were killed due to the war, I'm surprised that Arcee and this femme are still alive," Optimus pointed out. "I'll leave you to attend to her wounds. When you're finished, please tell me her status."
Ratchet nodded as Optimus headed out of the medical bay. Ratchet sighed as he looked at the femme on the exanimation table. He wondered what had happened to her and who could have done this to her. Amongst the various scratches, dents and a long gash on her chest plate, she was gorgeous. She was small in her size and he wondered how on earth this femme could have survived such treatment. He was just thankful that she had put herself in stasis when she had landed, or used a warp gate on her arrival. Getting his tools out, Ratchet decided to get to work.
"Optimus, sir?" Ratchet used his communication link
"This is Optimus. How is she?"
Ratchet sighed, "I've tried everything that I can do for her. I'm not sure if she'll survive the night Optimus."
Optimus sighed. He wanted to know what happened to this female and who could have done such a thing to her. It was unnecessary for such treatment, but Decepticons were Decepticons and they thought of punishment was to set things right.
"Everything else is up to her now Optimus. I'll be staying in the medical bay until morning."
"Very well. Can you give me her background information?"
"Yes sir. Ratchet out."
Ratchet sat down on the chair in front of the computer as he found background information on the mysterious femme.
Subject's Name:
Windbreaker
Alliance:
Decepticon
Physical Attributes:
Strength: 9
Intelligence: 10
Speed: 10
Endurance: 10
Rank in Army: 8
Firepower: 9
Skill in Training:
10
Rank in Skill: 10Finding everything that he needed, Ratchet printed out the background information and noticed that she was quite skillful in battle and firepower, the rest laid in mystery about this femme. He gave Optimus the information.
There was nothing but darkness around her. Windbreaker back up against the wall as she braced herself for the impact of disobeying her leader…Starscream.
"You worthless piece scrap metal! How dare you disobey my orders!" Starscream screamed in front of her face, causing her to wince. He punched her in the stomach as Windbreaker doubled over from the pain. Starscream than twisted her right arm behind her back, until it popped out of place. Windbreaker held back her scream as tears leaked down her optics from the pain, as Starscream slashed one of his clawed fingers down her chest plate. Windbreaker screamed as Starscream grabbed hold of her throat.
"I should have you discompiscated worthless piece of trash!"
Starscream slammed her against the wall, as she coughed up energon. Her vision was blurred as she felt pain in both her legs and than darkness took her.
"Wake up"
Red optics fluttered open as Windbreaker winced when she tried to place her right hand to shield the light, but she remembered that Starscream had dislocated it. Her whole body was sore and hurting and something or someone had told her to wake up. She noticed that she wasn't in the Decepticon medical bay (as usual) attended by Hook or Skywarp, and she started to panic when she saw an angry face with blue optics looking at her. All of primus luck she had to be attended by her enemies, the Autobots.
"Where am I?" Windbreaker squeaked out her answer.
"You're in the Autobots medical bay and my name is Ratchet. I was the one that attended your wounds. Be lucky enough that you survived Decepticon."
Windbreaker winced at the tone of his voice, but she knew why he hated her. She hated when people yelled or screamed, but she was a Decepticon and she ended up putting that behind her as Windbreaker averted her optics away from the medic.
"I am thankful for your help Ratchet," Windbreaker whispered. Her voice was soft and quiet and someone none-human wouldn't have heard it, but Ratchet did and he smiled slightly. He had a feeling that this Decepticon wasn't like the others, but looks can always be deceiving.
"Do you have a name?" Ratchet questioned.
"Yes. It is Windbreaker."
"Very well Windbreaker. I will notify your status to Optimus. You will be staying here in the medical bay for the night."
"W-What about you?" Windbreaker questioned timidly.
"I'll be in the next room if you need me," Ratchet replied.
Windbreaker nodded as she watched Ratchet used his communication link to talk to Optimus.
Optimus had made his way into the medical bay as he watched the blue and gold femme tense up. Her red optics looked everywhere but his, and Ratchet had done a nice job on fixing her, but the gash on her chest plate looked permeate, other than that, she looked well and Optimus was thankful. The doors hissed closed behind him as the Autobot leader stood next to the medic.
"Does she have a name?"
"Yes sir. She said her name is Windbreaker."
Optimus nodded. "Windbreaker?"
The femme looked up at him, fear clearly visible in her red optics.
"You do not have to fear me, young one. I will make sure you will get the best care that you need."
Windbreaker nodded as she smiled slightly. She thought she had forgotten how to smile and she usually hid her emotions to anyone she came close to, or an attachment for a mech she liked. Of course, they never liked her since she was too mature for her age and she was an outcast since she was little. She never had a real friend other than Barricade, or so she thought. That's when Windbreaker began to go quiet and decided she ended up in Megatron's army. She had spoken little since than.
"Can you tell me what happened?"
Windbreaker looked up at the Autobot leader as she opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. She felt tears weld up in her optics but she forced them back down and told herself to be strong. Crying in front of the mech's made her feel weak to her fuel tank. Optimus sighed as he looked at Ratchet for help. He knew nothing how to calm down an upset female since he was always fighting and telling orders, or locked up in his office doing paper work.
"It's all right Windbreaker. If you need to cry, you can cry. There are no rules here that says you can't cry," Optimus replied.
Optimus witnessed her whole body shaking as Ratchet was by her side in an instant. Ratchet took the femme in his arms and what felt like eons for Windbreaker, she cried.
DietyofDeath17: Wow…a new fanfic by yours truly and I can't wait to see where this story is heading to. Very much indeed. Anyways, Ironhide makes an appearance in the next chapter and it can't be too good since he hates Decepticons with passion. I probably should write my other stories and I really need to update my Optimus and Elita real badly, but work is always to blame. If you want the next chapter you know what to do!
