A/N: Cheetor in Beast Wars reminds me of a 12 year old... -giggles- He's so CUTE!
Dis/Claimer: I only own the idea of this fic, and the OC Raptor.
Chapter 2
"Rattrap! Rattrap where are you!" 29 vorn old Cheetor screamed, running from the burning Towers. He cried, terrified. "Rhinox! Dinobot! Tigatron!" He couldn't find anyone. The Towers, the place of Noblemechs and, by request of the Council, the Beastformers. He shuddered, searching for his family. He froze in his tracks, seeing what he was dreading.
Megatron had his family in cuffs, taking them away. He met optics with Rattrap.
'Run fuzzy.' His friend said through the bond they had created during a life-threatening situation. And he did just that. The tone his older companion had used, was full of the 'Don't Question Me' orders. He ran as fast as he could.
He found Raptor, the young 15 vorn old mechling of his friends, Rattrap and Dinobot.
"Chee-!" Cheetor covered the mechling's mouth, silencing him. He made the 'Shh' motion, and the youngling nodded, optics wet. He lead the mech off, both terrified. The war had ended when he was 13, a vorn after he and the others landed on Earth, and a vorn before Raptor was created.
"Cheetor!" Cheetor stopped and turned, seeing his co-creation(1) on the ground, having tripped. He went forward, but felt a pain in his spark, causing him to fall, screaming.
"RATTRAP!" Mirage shrieked, optic snapping online immediately. Hound was holding him, online and looking at him with worry.
"Mirage..." Mirage started crying, hugging his mate. Hound tightened his grip, frowning. "Should I go get Ratchet...?" Mirage shook his head.
'No... I'm fine... Don't get Ratchet...' He said, starting to calm down. He took a deep shuddering breath, before Hound started singing the soft Cybertronian lullaby he used to recharge to.
Next Morning
Mirage was on shift in the Medbay with Ratchet, Hound being off that day. Ratchet was eerily quiet, normally chattering with Wheeljack, his bonded, out loud, or talking to Mirage. Finally, Mirage had it.
"What's wrong?" He asked. Ratchet remained silent before,
"I heard you scream last night." Mirage tensed.
"Ratchet, I..."
"If your still having nightmares... Mirage you should have come to me!" Ratchet said, hurt.
"I'm not about to go to my co-creation about this." Mirage snapped.
"Damnit Cheetor-!"
"Just shut up Ratchet!" Mirage growled. Ratchet snarled. Wheeljack got up from repairing a very confused Hot Spot, and put a hand on Ratchet's shoulder.
"Ratch', go repair Hot Spot." Ratchet didn't move. "Ratchet." Ratchet's harsh expression crumbled, and he went to his creation in defeat. Wheeljack took Mirage into Ratchet's office. "Talk. Now." Mirage never answered. "Before I go into my bond with Ratchet and dig up the events myself." Slowly, ever so slowly, Mirage started telling the Chief Engineer about the nightmares.
1- A Co-Creation is like a God-Child, generally used by 'bots who believe in Primus.