Okay so my muse has been a little all over the place lately, and between RL issues and things being over all BAD, my brain started this little plot bunny which is technically a MFking sequel to Ooops? which I am still currently writing. So this is your last warning if you don't want anything spoiled for that story (though I am trying really hard NOT to truly spoil that fic but we will see. So this is your last warning to jump ship oif you don't want any spoilers.
Warning: This is a DRABBLE story. CHAPTERS WILL BE SHORT.
This is fanfiction. Any brand name characters and properties are not mine. The Oc is. Thank you and good day.
Chapter 1: Wake
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Roddy woke stiff... and oddly enough standing on his feet. he blinked his optics several times before the static cleared from them to stare into the darkness.. He frowned as he took a step forward only to knock his knees into something and trip over the item in general as his stiff limbs failed to react in time.
He landed hard with a groan as the object he landed on dug into the seams of his armor. He pushed himself up off the object only to yelp and scramble back as he stared at the stiff frame of Tailgate? His spoiler twitched knocking into whatever he had come to lean against, which turned out to be the still, motionless frame of... "Magnus?"
He glanced down to where his hand was resting against his second in command's pede... the pede in question was cold... and covered in a layer of dust... Rodimus found himself moving his gaze to the rest of his surroundings... Familiar faces surrounded him, ranging from friends to enemies, to those he had never seen before... but they all had one thing in common... not a single one of them were alive.. not a system hummed not an optic lit... Just what was happening here?
He had long sense gotten to his knees and was eyeing the still form of Ratchet before he made a misstep and found himself free-falling into the air.