Past awakening
-Ratchet POV-
I onlined my optics to see Him standing over me in my room I tried to scoot away from Him but he pinned me to the berth an evil look in his red optics.
"Hello Ratchet, did you really think you could get away from me that easily?" he asked.
I struggled against his grip as he pinned my arms above my helm and with his free hand he punched me in the stomach causing me to gasp in pain. He repeatedly punched me in the stomach making it hard for me to breathe, when he got bored of that he let go of one of my arms and grabbed it with his other hand and twisted it painfully and my arm let off a painful snap making my cry out in pain.
"St-stop" I begged tears leaking out of my optics.
"No. You don't deserve to feel safe, you don't deserve to live!" He stabbed me in the leg and stomach.
I let out a scream of pain and struggled only make the two swords go deeper.
"Soon your friends and family will be mine to do whatever I want." He snarled than everything darkened.
I jerked awake with a gasp and felt pain erupt in in stomach, leg, and left arm. I gasped and tried to move my arm but nothing happened, I looked down at my leg and stomach and saw the stab wounds. I let out a groan and stood up; I walked out of my room and into the main room and walked out of base after checking the time it said 11:29pm. The clock said 3:00am when I got to 4 mesa's standing as a square and I saw his red and black metal near a mesa side. I backed away as far as I could but I stepped on a twig and a loud snap sounded throughout the quiet night. I cursed under my breath and hoped that he didn't hear the sound but my wish didn't come true when he looked and walked my way.
"Hello Ratchet." He said smirking when he was in front of me but I just ignored the greeting.
"What do you want?" I growled keeping my optics away from his.
"Look me in the optics when you talk." He ordered slapping me on the cheek.
I ignored his order and the sting on my cheek which got him even madder and grabbed me by my chevron and threw me into the mesa back first. I fell to the ground and got to my hands and knees when he walked over to me and picked me up by my throat cables and tightened his grasp hard making it hard for me to breathe. He was about to say something when he got shot in the back and dropped me and turned around, I looked behind him while gasping for air and noticed Optimus, Arcee, and Bulkhead with their guns trained on him.
"No get out of here!" I yelled at them before he kicked me in the head hard.
"Shut Up!" he ordered causing me to glare up at him.
"Let Our Medic Go!" Arcee snarled.
He turned to me his optics blazing with rage.
"YOU LITTLE BASTERED, YOU BETTER HAVE NOT TOLD THEM!" he screamed at me, grabbed me by the throat, tightened his grip, and threw me at the other Autobots.
I fell from the air half way and rolled on the ground until I was a few meters away from Bulkhead. I let out a pained groan, sat up and blinked a few times noticing all of the bots were surrounding me and he was gone.
"Ratchet, are you okay?" Optimus asked with concern in his voice.
I felt anger go through me and glared at him, "DO I LOOK OKAY?!" I screamed getting surprised looks from them.
I got up and started to walk away when a hand rested on my shoulder causing me to stop and Arcee was in front of me.
"Ratchet, what happened? What did he mean 'you better have not told them'?" The two-wheeler asked looking concerned.
I glared at her "None of Your Business!" I snarled and pushed past her but I saw the hurt look on her face.
I felt guilt go through me but quickly pushed it away to the back of my head. I tried to transform but nothing happened so I just walked to base with the other Autobots behind me. When I entered the base at around 6:50 I saw the 3 nuisance and glared at them when they asked what happened.
"Personal Problems" was my only response before going to my medbay and slammed the door behind me.
I heard talking and listened in trying to find out how they knew I was gone.
"When I entered the base and went to go to bed I saw Ratchets door open and the light on so I went to investigate when I saw energon on the bed and ground so I got the others up and told them…" Arcee started.
"We went to the computer and got his signal and Groundbridged a few mesas away and went to where his signal was and noticed he was talking to another cybertronian so we listened in…" Bulkhead continued and everything came to me.
They were there at the beginning and saw and heard the whole thing.
"When we interfered he yelled at Ratchet 'you little bastard! You better have not told them!' and then he threw Ratch' and ran through a Groundbridge. Optimus asked Ratchet if he was alright and Ratchet snapped at him and when Arcee questioned Ratchet about what the red and black meant by better not telling us Ratchet snarled at her and we walked the rest of the way here in silence until we got here." When Bulkhead finished there was silence until an energon canister hit the wall I threw it at.
I walked over to the puddle of Energon and to look at my reflection and I only saw a beaten up young mech who was not supposed to be born. I reflected on the first time he got physical.
"YOU LITTLE BRAT, The last thing I needed was you making that meeting bad! I don't even know why I let you live, so tell me, why should I let you live?!" Sire snarled at me with his sword pressed against my chest plating.
I whimpered and looked into his optics, "be-because, that won't be fun for you a-at all, if you offline me than you won't have f-fun, a-and you need fun." I stammered holding back tears.
"Hmm, you're right I do need fun," he moved his sword by my left shoulder and brought it back, "fun and revenge!" and with that said Jusriner slammed his sword into my shoulder and I screamed in complete agony.
I blinked back into reality and noticed a small chill on my back-plating so I turned and saw the team and the three humans standing there looking shocked.
"R-Ratchet" Rafael asked a look of fear in his optics.
I blinked again and looked at them, "What do you want?"
"Your optics," Arcee said in amazement, "they're scarlet."
"What? What do you mean they're scarlet?!" I demanded glaring at her.
"She means they are the same optic color as the mech who had attacked you" Optimus explained walking over to me and put his servo on my shoulder plating.
I slapped his servo away and turned around trying to get my emotions under control, 'they are not him' one part of my processor exclaimed, 'But they are going into your personal business' another part growled, 'they just want to help' the first one tried to reason, 'it is none of their business.' And with that the conversation was over.
"I'm going to bed" I grumbled and walked to my berthroom, laid on the berth, and fell asleep.
