I don't own Asoiaf/Game of thrones and Transformers they belong to the frightful owners.

So, I thought of making a story were Ratchet is being transported to the world of Planetos. Were he will be helping the people of the planet in any way, and slowly pledging his loyalty to house Stark. Now in this story Ratchet won't be the same size as his fellow cybertronians. He's going to be tall as the Mountain as in a head taller.

Furthermore, he will be transported, with his equipment and workshop, and everything else. Also, he is going to be able to transform, in his medical form. The usual as in usual space and size (I know it doesn't make any sense; however, everyone has seen how the movies and most of the series have scenes were, you question the reality of it, and it's my story) which Don't expect too much of it. Since Westeros hasn't the best of roads and the fields aren't reliable for him to move. As for how he can recharge himself with energon (so he won't die), he will have a good amount of it, in his workshop. Of course, that will run out soon and I'll see what resources he can find.

Also, don't forget he is an Engineer, a Scientist and above all A medical officer. Our doctor will be equipped with one blaster and in the mere future he will probably have a new weapon (will see. Probably you guys are going to decide with a poll). Now as to the date, he will be transferred there before the defiance of duskendale and the capture of King Aerys, probably like 3-5 months ago. One last thing the Ratchet that you're going to imagine is the same one from War for Cybertron trilogy just to clearify.

Hope you enjoy.

Cybertron: Unknown location: Workshop.

Ratchet

It's been a long time, since Ratchet has seen the light of day, or in this case any other bot. He's been busy, fixing, reprogramming, creating anything other than a weapon of mass destruction. Thankfully, he wasn't in any case doing anything, that might endanger any cybertronian. He was working on getting himself another chance however.

'That goes there' *click* 'and that goes there' *click* 'right, this should do it in the meantime' he thought, while finishing some touches on the invention "Now let see, some magic" he said, while getting up from where he was kneeling, 'Please, by Primus let it work'. He came upon the control room and started to type for the machine to work. 'here goes nothing' he pushed one last button.

After an astro-second, he saw in the end of the hall, the spacebridge to light itself up, and with a smile on his face he was finally able to fixit the old thing. "Yes, finally haHa" the doc laughed as he was marveling his success on repairing, Alpha Trion old space bridge.

"Congratulations Ratchet, the Spacebridge is functional and ready to be used" said a deep male voice "hahaha thank you Isaac 2! Haha finaly" Ratchet said to the computer. Isaac 2 has been a reliable asset to Ratchet, since fixing him he needed to have a semi-sentient computer to run the workshop.

While his eyes were on his newly reform spacebridge, he couldn't help but wonder 'Never thought that Alpha Trion would leave his workshop untouched'. He started look around as he was seeing that his place is quite a chaos.

"mhmm" he returned to the controls and started typing to close his spacebridge. Once that done, he started moving towards his room, while at the same time, drifting in his thoughts.

All this time, hidden from the war that was continuing between the Autobots for freedom and the Deceptions for destruction. He has never been able to forget the bots that were wounded and needed aid. He has never forgotten, how before the war he was passionate with finding all kinds of medicine and for a life in the galaxy, and how he was able to explore it. Of course, he could never question the Archives of Iacon. But even there he never had the answers he needed to perform his surgery.

So, he went to every planet he could find, and started learning from them, their ways of helping a patient. He remembers, one of the planets he visited. Na'conda and the bitter rivalry between the natives of the planet. 'Last time I was there, the A'ovan and the Thraal, were almost at each other's throats' he thought as he arrived in his room and sat himself on his bed, while charging himself with energon 'Thank Primus the workshop has endless supplies of energon'.

While he knew that the planet supplies of energon started to dwindle day by day. He couldn't risk sharing it, even though it's not fair. He couldn't just risk it.

While staring at the floor the scanner showed him that his fuel tank was at 72%. He remembered that he reinforced his draining of energon to be become more efficient. He hasn't rebooted his fuel for at least 4 weeks and 6 days. However, in order to calculate his way of draining him completely of energon and die. He estimated that he would last for at least a 2 quartex (month), of course without using his mode or his plaster.

75% his scanner showed, while he was waiting, he immediately came to stop on one particular idea he hadn't thought about. 'where do I go from here' he thought as he was so deep in fixing the spacebridge he didn't know where he could actually go.

On his notes from all his travels he remembers the places where war wasn't even a word to spoken to the native populations. He couldn't really think any planet that he could choose. "mhmm" he said as he went to deep sleep.

NEXT DAY

From yesterday until now he still hadn't a clue as to where to go. He even wasn't sure if he wanted to, besides Cybertron is his home.

"Uuuuuhhh all these Cycles for me to stand here fix you and not know what to do next" he said as he stared at the spacebridge. He wasn't really in any mood to think, but he knew sooner or later a decision is to be made. He turned around and saw the control panel. He started moving towards it, still thinking of a place to go.

Until he froze and stopped, and stared at the remote controls and then he came of a planet that he could stay for his life. "Daffodil 2" he smiled at the reflection of his screen and started to type the coordinates of the planet and with a single button the Spacebridge light itself. "right, home sweet home here I come".

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'Right that will do it' he thought as finished typing and moved from the control room to facing the gate in front of him. 'well this is it' he thought as he looked down to the boxes of equipment that he put in, to be immediately transported in the other side. "time to go" he said as he picked up the first box that was in front of him, and started moving towards the light.

*Ttttk* he stopped as he heard something *tttttttkkkk* "Alert! Alert! Alert!" his eyes shifted to the sound of the noise, only for him to see the horror.

The control room started to crack, and with it the controls where starting to malfunction. "malfunctioning detected! repeat malfunction detected!" "no no No!" he yelled as he dropped everything and went to the keyboards to quickly end the malfunctions that where happening.

Fortunately, for him the scanners were indicating that everything was getting back to normal "Controls back in order" said Isaac 2 "uuuhhh thank Primus" Unfortunately the spacebridge started to glow a lot more "Alert! Alert! Detecting a large scale of energy readings in the perimeter Alert!".

"That's not good" he turned to the screen and saw that the coordinates he put for Daffodils 2, suddenly changed to a remove planet called "Planetos" "Alert! Alert! Energy readings increase Alert! Alert!" Ratchet turned to the now Glowing light that was glowing more "scraP, Isaac 2 code yellow342 protect every perimeter in this area" yelled Ratchet to the computer "granted protection system active" *Vvvvvvtttmm* *BOOM*

PLANETOS

Northern Kingdom: The Wolfwood: Cave (close to Crofters Village)

Year 277 AC

Random Villager (POV)

Another day in a heartless winter. A villager returns from his crops, ready to spend his time with his family.

As he walked closer to his home, he couldn't help but notice around him, how northerners never feel the slightest of grumpiness when coming to face with reality, how hard it is to make a living. But the north always did make its people stand against the slightest of problems. Of course, they still die from Winter fever or from famine, but that's life and those problems don't usually have a solution to it, so if it gets worse will face it with courage. The Farmer couldn't help but smile at the night sky and the breeze of air that was passing through the Wolfwood's forest.

However, when he was about to enter his hut, he suddenly saw a bright light coming from the forest, and then the earth suddenly shook. "Wife! Children! Take cover!" he yelled while he purging in.

From the Wall to Dorne the Earth trembled and the people of every corner of Westeros prayed to their gods for Salvation.

Winterfell

"Everyone take cover!" yelled Lord Rickard Stark as he was under the table with his youngest son "don't move Benjen, everything will be alright" he said while holding him, he could feel his son shake of fear "Father!" "Stay down Brandon!" he yelled at his eldest, who was under the table to their right. 'What in god's name is happening' he thought.

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CAVE

"Uuuuuuuuhhh my head" said Ratchet as while waking up from the terrible headache he was feeling. "Isaac 2…report" he stood up as he scanned the workshop. For some reason everything seemed intact. 'huh how' "We apparently have been moved from our previous designated, to a….cave" "what, what do you mean a cave" "we are right now in a cave" "yes I got that Isaac, but how in the world did the spacebridge transported as in a cave, with the workshop" said Ratchet with an annoyance as he tried to figure out what was happening.

"It seems, that our course for our previous designation had changed to this remote planet" "remote…what do you mean" Isaac activated his screen and showed pictures of the planet. "By what the Archives show, Planetos is called the planet we are" "right" "it's natives are using an old way of technology, technically they are still using a medieval way you could say" "right" 'less concern for being turned to pieces for scientific research, good' "and right now, we are located in the region of Westeros, Were Seven kingdoms coexistence, but one king rules them all".

Isaac 2 explained to Ratchet every Kingdoms name, ruler and its history, "right, so the Targaryens rule and the seven kingdoms and now we are in the North ruled by the Starks" "correct" "Well, that's nice and all but I would like a status report for the spacebridge and the workshop Isaac" said Ratchet as Isaac Calculated everything. "The workshop is in full order all three floors are intact" "thank primus" "Unfortunately the Spacebridge has been malfunctioned and with the damaged that has done to its system core it won't probably work" "can we repair it again?" asked Ratchet.

"Yes" "ha" "but only a fraction of it" "…what do you mean" "The spacebridge took heavy damage. Repairing in its previous state is not possible" "so it's useless" "incorrect" Ratchet stared at his computer for a minute "Continue" he said with a stern voice "Repairing it will be possible, by saving some parts of it. We will be able to rework it and activate it again. However, it will only be able to open to reasonable places of the planet" "So in other words, I won't be able to travel through the galaxy, but only here" "correct".

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"UUURRRRRRGGGHHHHHHHH" Ratchet yelled as he fell down and started hitting the floor. For Cycles he tried to fix the bridge, but now it was useless.

"Uuuuhhhh…." Ratchet stopped as he took a minute to rest. He was tired, and he wanted nothing more but to have a new life. But he couldn't, for some reason he believed that the crimes of the past will always hunt him.

"Right" he looked to the screen where he saw pictures of every corner of this world and specifically speaking Westeros. 'maybe I still have a chance' he thought with hope. As he turned towards the once functional Bridge he halted and said "will need a different name, since it won't be able to open in space" "affirmative" "ah Groundbridge" "…." "hey if you have a better name, I'm all ears" "…Groundbridge is exceptional" Ratchet smirk and started reworking on his Groundbridge.

To be continued.