Chapter 1 - The fluid stained bar

A red , blue and white sportscar drove along the unkept rusty streets of the forgotten cybertronian town known as "Elois" . An outskirts town near the former decepticon kapital of 'kaon'. This town was almost forgetten or ignored by its city neighbors , making it a safe place for bots who have no faction or those who just needs to get away from everything.

The sports car drove up on what used to be a known as a bar , but as of now it is a scene of a mass slaughter .

Highway transformed , all tired and weary. Another slaughter in a remote town , another long hard case.

Footsteps soft and full of grace , as the young detective made his way through the massacare. He watched as three of the police department's finest forensic coroners drag away the bodies on a stretcher. Nothing is out of the ordinary. He made his way to his assistant whoom was currently interrogating a waiter bot . He whistled which caused him to immediately look at him with his old blank face.

"what are the casualties?" He asked as he whipped his hand on the mech fluid stain on the wall.

"2 autobots , 5 neutrals...no witnesses . But we identified the two autobots" the grumpy old mech said with almost no emotion. " we also have one survivor"

"who are they...the autobot casualties ?" Highway asked as he looked around .

"first casualty is swevre , a mini autobot who left the ranks for a peaceful quiet life and to start his dream of opening a bar . " he replied while taking pictures of the holes in the walls and the foot prints the killers left behind.

highway walked over to the bar to see the small autobot slumped over the 'vintage oil cabinet ' with large hole in his chest . His optics were lifeless and his color was gone , he was mostly likely doing his duty when the killers broke in and shot him. He was probably the first victim, for the bar was the closest to the door.

"Second autobot casualty?" Highway asked as he did the holy sign of primus , a blessing to swevres spark.

the assistant merely pointed to a corpse near the center of the bar , which was wrapped in a forensic blanket . "I'm sorry for your lost"

Highway raised an optic ridge and walked towards the corpse , he knelt down beside and he hesitated before pulling the sheet off. He felt his spark stop and everything slowed down around him . "Ratchet?!"

He stared into the autobot medics dimmed optics , he then felt tears fall down his eyes . His felt his spark stop , as he clutched the corpse of the only mech he considered as a brother .

but then he felt something breathing on his neck , he raised an optic ridge and backed his head away from the corpse of the once adored medic. Did he just breathe ?

highway let out a small gasp as he noticed the hole on ratchet's chest is getting smaller and the medic let out a soft exhale. Its breath was noticed by highway.

"oh my primus " the assistant said before doing the holy sign.

"Yup, old doc is alive"

Chapter 2 - sleeping beauty

Ratchet's body laid on the medical berth as the soft beep of the spark beat machine sounded . He was in stasis for almost 20 earth days, yet his vital signs remained the same as he was brought in the first day...he was just a sleeping beauty. His spark beated softly and the machine's beats echoed the halls.

Suddenly heavy footsteps and a eerie catchie whistle broke the silence , the whistle got louder and louder as the mysterious female figure dressed up as a medicfemme arrived at ratchet's door window.

she smirked as she watched the medic lay on his bert unmoving. "Easy prey"

She Opened the door and began to menancinly walked toward the berth like a spider crawling to his prey that has been tangled on his web.

"well hello doctor ~ , still alive eh?" She said with a hint of violence and pleasure.

The femme took out a syringe from her side and inserted it in ratchet's life support " dying in our stasis is so peaceful"

But before she could inject the fluid of doom , her comm. beeped. DANG!

she took the syringe out and answered the call . "Hello prime~ " she said with a seductive voice.

"Whats his condition , elita?" Optimus Asked with a stern voice from the other end.

"he's in stasis " she replied looking back to the berth.

"listen elita ... i need you to abort what you're doing." optimus replied with a hint of relief and sterness.

Elita felt her rage build. "Abort?!...ABORT?!"

"Keep your beautiful voice down , my love " optimus kindly demanded from the other line.

"WHY?"

"You all beated thattraitor til' he couldnt walk and i blasted his spark open , yet with his healing powers his spark just kept beating. We can order his execution at anytime , but one thing we cannot dois sneak up in his ward at night like a filthy vermin and kill him. Its dishonor". So if you kill him now , than your no better than him"

Elita sighed , guess my hubby is right. "Alright "

"Come home , darling " optimus said flirtatiously from the other end.

"Alright , i love you " elita smiled

"love you"

elita turned off her comm. before letting a sigh of disappointment, dang! she was this close!

She turned her head back to the bed before smirking. "Thought that was pretty funny huh,* ***head?...word of advice don't you ever wake up!"

**********************************************6 solar cycles later******************************************

The coma ward is one peaceful silent place , sounds of the sparkbeat monitor gave the room a chilling aura. Ratchet still laid on the same berth , for nearly 6 solar cycles. He was dreaming...he was dreaming of his beloved "Miss and his soon to be beautiful sparkling".

"Dream world"
He was dreaming of him cuddling her , as she held their offspring in her arms...it was so beautiful. He nibbled on her neck , before looking into the cute face of his child. He closed his eyes for a second but when he opened them...Miss and his child was dead.

He collapsed in sadness, before he heard those awful words "Your a disgrace to the autobot cause",he felt unstoppable rage burned his spark "YOU ALL WILL PAY!"

"Real world"

Ratchet woke up and threw off the covers off of him, he took a deep breathe as he analyzed his surroundings. he ripped off the medical devices strapped to his arm, he tried moving his legs but it was to no use. The cosmic rust had corroded his wires , he had to move around and he had to find an electric remover to free his legs from the crippling rust. He leaped from the berth , but he soon collapsed . Man! his legs hurt from the intense rust.

Ratchet growled from the pain and he began to crawl towards the door, he then heard loud footsteps approaching.

"scrap!" He thought as he behind the door , his anger was so great he was gonna kill who ever enters that door. He unleashed his right blade and he got into position.

*******
First aid whistled quite happily as he skipped his way towards the coma ward, this day was good for he had just been promoted to a fully licensed doctor for the autobots.

He opened the door to the coma ward , but he then felt sharp pain on his left leg. He looked down as huge blade pierced it and before he could scream , a servo wrapped around his leg and pulled him to the ground. he banged his head on the floor "oww" he shrieked as a huge hand grabbed his throat .

He cacked a bit and he looked on his assailant's face...he knew this mech.

"Ratch-.. AH!" he screamed as ratchet dug his blade deeper into his leg.

"Where is optimus?!" He demanded before smashing the little medic's head on the floor . "WHERE IS HE?!

"I I...IDk" the little medic tried to say as he almost lost his conscious.

"B*llsh*t!" The angry awoken medic said before grabbing his throat and began to choke him. "He he..."

"What?" Ratchet asked clearly enraged , he slowly loosened his grip making first aid cough and gasp for air.

"He he went into to a mission on on ..."

"where?!"

"he didn't say anything."

Ratchet had enough , he tightened his grip on first aid's throat making the little medic faint. he slumped next to him before taking his keycard and rust remover."

Ratchet removed the joint rust from his knee ,allowing him to finally move it after almost 6 solar cycles.

He hid first aid's KOED body and he snuck out of the hospital, before transforming into his ambulance form and drove into the setting sun .

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Chapter 3 - A mentor and his student reunited

*1 stellar cycle later"

Ratchet drove on the smooth roads of the remote cybertronian town known to everyone as "Nagasaki". The town was only a few minutes east of "Crystal city" and it is a popular rest stop among travelers. The town was usually populated by bots who had what an earthling call an "Asian accent ".

Ratchet stopped in front of what appears to be an antique shop, he transformed and look at it. "heh...not much changed"

He shrugged himself and push the old squeaky doors, he looked around and sighed "nothing really changed".

The shop was filled with antique stuff , it looked like (to a human) "an old japanese shop". The walls were covered with old cybertronian stuff...stuff as old since cybertron's birth. There were also weapons , swords, and antique warrior stuff only for display.

Ratchet walked , footsteps graceful he looked over the counter to see a cybertronian figure working on something...He knew who it was...

"hello" he greeted with a smirk.

" Why he-" The mech frozed the moment he saw ratchet's sexy smile.

"Hello master yoketron" He began "It's been a long time."

"It has... ratchet" the old mech said as soon as he recovered from his shock.

Ratchet smiled back.

Yoketron smiled as well and he wiped the counter with his robe sleeve. "so what brings you here?"

"I need a blade " he replied as he drew circles on the space dust ridden counter.

Yoketron chuckled " heh you must have a big pest or your blades have gone rotten."

"yes , i do have pest and that pest used to be a student of yours" Ratchet said looking up to him with a hint of hatred.

yoketron felt his spark stop , he knew who that mech was...

The old mech traced his digit on the dust before walking into his backroom "follow me"

Ratchet followed , but one thing caught his optic. It was the words on the desk , which read "Optimus "

He felt rage burned up his spark , he felt sick when someone says, hears or even writes that name. The medic drew a digit and wiped the desktop clean, before he continued to the back room.

*******backroom***********

Ratchet widened his optics in amazement of his surroundings, memories starting to return. He looked around the room to see it was filled with various swords , nun-chucks and other ninja stuff. Ratchet smiled as he saw a picture on the wall, It was a picture of him and yoketron when he was still a young student in training.

Ratchet closed his eyes and smiled , as the good memories flew into his mind. He remembered that he would always fall from the post ,where he would train his balance and yoketron was always there to help him. he remembered him giving him energon cookies after a day of training. Those were good times , but then he remembered that young blue mech named"orion".Rage filled him once more, he was about to punch the wall when a call echoed "Ratchet!"

He looked back to see yoketron sitting like the earth god "buddha".

"so what may I be of service to you?" yoketron asked as he pulled out a portable table towards himself.

"I need new blades" ratchet said before tearing the blades off his servos and placed them on the table.

yoketron smiled "You don't need these " he pushed the blades off the table, which made ratchet raise his brows.

"you'll see soon." The old mech smiled before he began to work with his tools.

**************************************** 1 solar cycle later

Ratchet sat down in a room surrounded by energon candles , giving the room of an aura of relaxation.

He stood up, when yoketron entered along with an assistant who has holding a golden case.

The medic bowed a bit before looking his master straight in the optic.

"are you ready ratchet?" the old mech asked, the medic nodded in return.

Yoketron nodded before gently grabbing ratchet's left arm , while the assistant opened the case. The old master installed a device on ratchet's left arm and he did the same on the right.

Yoketron stood back , as ratchet looked onto his new upgrades he shifted his arms turning it both into long steel chrome blades with yoketron's symbols on the center of both blades. The medic smirked.

"May your enemies fall by your hand ." The old master said before sitting down on the ground like a monk.

Ratchet nodded before walking to the door, but he stopped when a cough caught his attention he looked back to his master who has writing some manuscripts.

"Ratchet, revenge is not a straight line , it is a forest. Your rage will blind you and make you go lost . when facing it , you must face it with pure calmness with this you can accomplish anything". The old mech advised.

The old medic gave a nod and left the room.

Epilogue

Ratchet sat down in a booth at a shuttle heading towards "iacon" , he was busy writing on a little red notebook which he named 'Ratchet's personal death list"

He prepared his black pen and began to plan, who to kill first ; he already knew who to kill last .

A plan formed up in his head , he began to write down;

"DEath list Five"
1. Chromia
2. Wheeljack
3. Ultra-magnus
4. Elita-one

5.Optimus prime

he will make them all die the worse way possible...

TBC