History
Now that the all spark was safely in their possession, it made Ratchet ease a little in the spark. Oh how this had reminded him of the war, and his patients he had met, and cared for.
Optimus always asked him about the war, and Ratchet always grumbled and shook off the question. Yet again, he could see the question form on the kids' processor.
"Hey Ratchet. Since we've got the all spark, tell us about what the war was like." Optimus asked. Cunning, kid. Ratchet thought. He looked around at all the expectant faces around him. Shuttering his optics for a brief klik, he sighed.
"I'm sitting down with some energon before I get into it. . ." Ratchet answered, making his way to the sofa in the warehouse where they called home.
The grumpy bot sat down heavily upon the sofa, and looked at his audience.
Bulkhead, Bumblebee, Sari, Prowl, and Optimus were waiting with grins on their faces and face plates. Kids. He looked at the all spark and started the story as the painful memories flooded back.
-----Ratchet finished fixing up a poor bot, and turned to find Ultra Magnus standing at the door.
"Yes Magnus? What is it?" Ratchet asked. Magnus waved him to follow.
"You need to come with me now, Ratchet. Your help is needed on the field." Magnus' reply came. Ratchet could only try to swallow the clog that seemed to form in his oxygen intake mechanism. Yet he followed his leader into the ferocious and appaling field of death. Transforming to vehicle mode made the trip faster, even though it was heading away from the war field. They came upon a dark fortress, and Magnus stopped with brakes locking up and dust flying up in clouds. Ratched transformed and gasped.
"Megatron's keep? Why here?" Ratched asked quietly, then, "I'm NOT helping any con in there that-"
"Ratchet, just come with me." Came Magnus' order. They ran blindly into the fortress, and down the first hallway into a very large chamber area where other autobots were waiting. Magnus merely nodded at them, and they fell into line. They charged yet into another room, this one holding the deadly Decepticons Megatron and Blitzwing.
"Stop what you're doing, Megatron!!" Yelled Magnus. Ratchet saw that Blitzwing was holding a femme flier mech still as wires dangled from her body. Megatron threw a switch on a nearby panel, despite Magnus' yells. Megatron and the hysterically laughing Blitzwing watched as the mech writhed on the ground, screaming in pain. It was sickening to see Megatron smile at the scene. Magnus charged at Megatron, the other bots following, as Megatron turned his evil optics on them.----
"So, what were they doing, Ratchet?" Came a query. Ratchet was yanked to reality as the question was repeated. Bumblebee. Ratchet shook his head.
"Kid, back then, the decepticons used an earlier version of converting the mechs into cons. It was much more harsh, and torturous. I don't want to know what they do now. . . "
Ratchet explained. Bumblebee thought.
"Who was she?" Sari asked. Ratchet blinked, then narrowed his optics at her.
"She-was--WOULD YOU JUST WAIT??!! I'm getting there!!!!" Ratchet snapped. Sari spat her tongue out, crossing her arms.
Ratchet scratched his chin, and went back to the story.
-----The final battle. Magnus vs. Megatron. The other bots chased Blitzwing off, and left the mech girl to writhe in pain. Ratchet couldn't stand the harsh screams of pain in his audio receptors, yet he could still hear the painful wail echo through his spark today.
He ran over to the mech, and disabled the machine with his EMPs. The other bots yanked the wires off the mech, and one named Sentinel scooped the mech up.
"Doc, you gotta help her. She doesn't stand a chance with that creep." He begged.
Ratchet nodded, and they proceeded to leave when they heard the most menacing growl that sent chills up their motherboards.
"No! You leave her here!!" Megatron yelled, and leapt for them. Ratchet raised his EMPs, but that's when the blue hammer came into view, and smashed Megatron's helmet into his face. Magnus shoved Ratchet.
"Retreat! Let's get out before he gets up!!" Magnus yelled. "Weaklings!!" Yelled Megatron, and slammed Magnus into the far wall of the chamber, making the wall crack, spidering up to the ceiling. Megatron reached for the femme mech, snarling at Sentinel with his fangs. "She belongs to ME."
Sentinel chickened out, dropping the mech and escaped the scene, leaving Ratchet and another bot staring after Sentinel. Megatron carefully picked up his femme mech, and charged his cannons, aiming at the bots. Ratchet, thinking quickly, charged his EMPs and blasted Megatron away, past the control boards. The femme mech fell to the ground, bouncing to a halt. The other bot picked the mech up, and proceeded outside. Ratchet glanced around the room, searching for Magnus. There he was, crumpled against the wall. Ratchet ran over, making sure the High Commander was still online. Using his EMPs, he and Magnus got out of there before the chamber decided to cave in.-------
"What was it like in there?" Bulkhead interrupted. Ratchet's optic ridge twitched.
"Look here, kid. If you want me to tell you little details about what it looked like, we'd be here for stellar cycles!!" Ratched snapped, waving hs arm. Ratchet's cooling system kicked on loudly, pronouncing that the old bot was fed up with the kids. Optimus shook his head.
"Bots, let's not interrupt again. Ratchet? Please continue." Prime asked. With a loud harumph, the bot continued.
-----The war was over. After the Autobots reclaimed the AllSpark, and the Decepticons were forced out of Cybertron, it was completely done. Well, not for Ratchet, and Magnus anyway.
"I need you to run a diagnostics on her processors, see what she has stored in her memory." Magnus ordered. Ratchet held up his hands.
"Magnus, I'm only a medic. . . I can't-"
"Then I will assign a tech that will assist you in that area. Before then, I want this femme up and running to be interrogated." Magnus said, and exited the med bay.
Ratchet looked sadly down at the femme mech that laid before him.
"Poor kid. Look at you. You're burned from helm to landing gear, your processors are scrambled, your wings are fractured, and-" He checked his EKG, watching the green line bounce up and down erratically, "I don't think you'll be online for long." Yet, not to disobey orders, Ratchet continued flawlessly in his work.------
"Then," Ratchet said, coming back to real-time, "Believe it or not, that femme had all their attack plans downloaded onto her motherboard. And get this!" Ratchet said, leaning foreward in excitement, "She was programmed to be Megatron's second in command!
To be honest, she was good looking, she was powerfull--"
"How powerful?" Bumblebee asked. Ratchet smiled.
"Kid, this mech leveled the whole med bay in one shot..." He shook his head, "Luckily, there wasn't anyone there but Magnus and I. Trust me, you've seen Lugnut's power punch, right?" Ratchet asked. Nods all around.
"Lugnut's punch radius spanned a good 50 feet... The med bay was the largest one on Cybertron... It was 6,000 square feet... Gone." He let it sink in. Optimus' face plates' shade lightned, and Bumblebee's circuits shivered.
"T-That's big..." Bulkhead answered.
"Not to mention deadly. That's probably why she was supposed to be his second command." Prowl added. Ratchet sadly shook his head. "No?"
"Not close. Kid, she was fast. Faster than Starscream. She was intelligent, she was cunning. Dear Primus, if she ever were a true con, all Autobots would be offline right now..." Ratchet murmured. Optimus thought.
"Wait. You said if she ever would become a con- Are you saying she wasn't one?" He asked.
"She wasn't." Ratchet answered, sighing, "When I fixed her up, Magnus had me and the techs to get her to be an Autobot, downloading, installing, everything we could to subdue the Con part of her motherboard... And it was successful! Last time I heard, she was sent to the Autobot academy, and blasted through ranks. . . Don't know how she ended up, but, a happy ending at the least." Ratchet said with a small smile.
Bulkhead sighed happily.
"I like happy endings. That's it?" He asked. Ratchet glared.
"Well, kid, I'm not telling another story!" He stood up, and stalked off, "Who do you think I am, your mother?" He grumbled.
"Yet I would still be cautious around her..." Prowl mumbled, rubbing his chin. Optimus nodded.
"I would. I'm curious though, what she ended up to be?" He wondered aloud.
"You think Doc Bot had a soft spot for her?" Bumblebee asked. Sari giggled. "I wonder if we'll ever get to meet her... She sounds cool!"