Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Transformers. I just play with them. I only own my OC's.

Time:

Astro-second = 1.258 Earth seconds

1 nanocycle/nanoklik = 10 seconds

1 cycle/klik = 60 nanocycles/nanokliks 120 seconds

Breem = 15 kliks 30 minutes

1 joor = 1.3 Earth days

Solar cycle/orn = 24 joor 31.557 Earth days

Vorn = 10 orn

Groon = 8 vorn

Orbital cycle = 12 groon 83 human years

Deca-cycle = 10 orbital cycles

Centi-cycle/Mega cycle = 100 orbital cycles

Meta cycle = 1,000 orbital cycles

Communication:

:: comm. link ::

- Bondmates/sparkmates -

~: creator/creation bond :~

: sibling bond :

~ spark twin bond ~

Thoughts/memories/flashbacks/dreams/singing

[symbiot/symbiot carrier]

Seeker Cant


The first thing Wing Saber was aware of was the throbbing pain in her processor and shoulder. She mentally groaned. She felt so utterly drained and wanted to go back to recharge, but the pain just wouldn't let it happen.

She started to pick up a weight pressing down on her. It felt smooth and warm against her wings.

Her audios were starting to pick up different sounds; deep, low hums, high pitched rhythmic beeping, pedefalls.

Scents; the sterile chemical scent of a hospital, metals minerals like the ones she would find underground near the river.

Her right arm felt a little weak. There was something on her arm that was vibrating every few astroseconds. It stung a little.

More pedefalls. Wing Saber was now detecting an EM field moving throughout the room. There was someone else with her.

The pain in her left shoulder had increased slightly. She tried to rotate it only to find she couldn't move it. As a matter of fact, she couldn't move her whole left arm.

She opened her optics and noticed that the room she was in was dimly lit. She saw various machines attached to her. She also located the source of the stinging in her right arm; an energon drip. She looked at her left arm and saw she was covered in a blanket.

She heard pedefalls coming towards her medberth. She tried to crane her neck over her shoulder despite the fact it felt too heavy to lift properly. A red and white bot came up to her and placed a servo on her helm, lightly pressing it down to the berth.

"Ep, ep, ep," the bot scolded softly, "don't move too much. The sedative is still running strong in your systems. Are you in any pain?"

Wing Saber tried to speak only to emit static. She reset her vocalizer a few times. "Hurts…" she said, voice thick with static.

"Where does it hurt?" the mech asked, still speaking softly.

Wing Saber stuttered her optics, trying to find the strength to speak again.

"M' helm … shoulder …"

The mech nodded. "Your pain meds worn off. I'll get you some more." He turned to the counter.

Wing Saber tried to remember why her shoulder was injured. The last thing she remembered clearly was running from the Decepticons and getting hit with a bolt of energy. What happened after that was faint and touches of pits and pieces. Mainly just spider webs of bright tendrils of energy. And spark colors. This mech felt vaguely familiar.

"What happened?" she asked, her voice clearing up a bit.

"What was the last thing you remember?" the mech asked, closing a drawer with a soft bang.

"Uh … a Decepticon warship was … chasing us and … they, shot energy at us and … we … fell." They fell. Wing Sabers optics shot open. What happened to her sibling? Were they alright? And Jazz…?

"Jazz! My siblings!" Wing Saber suddenly attempted to sit up and winced as her entire frame protested to the action. Every muscle cable was sore and the throbbing in her increased ten-fold.

"Calm down!" said the mech, running over to her. He eased her back down. "They're fine! They needed fuel and a bath. Recharge took care of what little injuries they had. Your injuries were the worst."

Wing Saber wanted to hold her helm. "How long've I been out?"

"About a vorn. I finished operating on your shoulder this morning. Had to wait for you to regain some strength before I do anything to it. Megatron really did a number on your shoulder. Almost had to replace it entirely."

"Megatron was there?" Wing Saber asked in confusion.

"Yes, and your idiotic brother thought it was a good idea to hand Megatron his aft, which he did. Idiot walked away with only a scratched paint job." The mech took a syringe and injected its contents into the energon drip.

"Apparently, your frame had been hoarding energy, hence why you were always tired. That energy was released when you got hit with the energon cannon. That energy revealed your weapons and empowered the abilities your siblings already had. When you got injured, your frame kicked out all that stored energy and gave Bladestream the edge he needed to eliminate what harmed you."

Wing Saber sighed as the pain meds began to relieve to throbbing in her helm.

"I offlined your feeding protocols. A bonded pair of Autobots has volunteered to act as surrogate creators for your youngest two siblings. It is not healthy to have your protocols active so soon after reaching maturity.

"The same bonded pair also has agreed to take you all in. For safety, you and your siblings will each have your own quarters within the suite of the bonded pair. You will remain here until you've recovered enough to move in with them."

Wing Saber wanted to protest about having the protocols offlined without her approval of the adoptive family, but the pain meds was increasing the heaviness of her frame and effecting her ability to stay online. Her optic stutters were getting difficult to keep open.

"Recharge. You need rest to heal and replenish you energy stores." He stroked her left wing and turned to resume whatever he had been doing before she awoke.

Then she remembered that she had never gotten his designation. "Wait."

The mech turned back to her, curiosity in his pale blue optics.

"What's your designation?"

The red and white mech smiled a bit. "It's Ratchet." he said. She caught a glimpse of the Autobot insignia on his shoulder as he returned to his work.

Wing Saber finally gave in to the meds, her last thoughts on what would happen now that they were with the Autobots.


End of the book. I will post an Author's Note when I post the sequel.