If you already saw the movie then you know that our favourite medic was killed by Lockdown. So what do you think? For me the true heroes are never die.
TFP: Targets Ratchet hissed as he and Wheeljack say down within the jungle confined they now are being held under. Wheeljack laid Ratchet against a tree and moved his servos down to be placed over Ratchet's servo which was holding a burnt wound under it. Ratchet's servo wouldn't let go, the cold surface of the servo being held over the wound must have been giving him so type of comfort but Wheeljack knew the servo wouldn't do any good.TFP: Targets by Smurf-Ninja-Kick
Team Prime was forced to bring all their members on a mission to the rainforest in South America to uncover a great energon mine, one that could supply them for years and years. Rafael was put in charge of Groundbridge and communications from his laptop at HQ. Yes, they should have been focusing on stopping Megatron and befeating Predaking but energon was needed and the human soldiers weren't as good at finding it. Mining it, either. Ultra Magnus made a plan that he, Bulkhead and Wheeljack run in with guns blazing, Bumble Bee and Smokescreen scout for t
Caro Transmutata Metallo 28Caro Transmutata Metallo 28 by Foxbear
Caro Transmutata Metallo 28
A Transformers Prime Fanfiction
Bluestreak shifted slightly on the scaffolding of the half-constructed tower and stretched out into a more comfortable position. The smooth feel of the rust-free metal brought a small smile to his faceplates. This was a building going up, being created; that was not something that had been commonplace on Cybertron for far longer than he cared to remember. The sniper cast another wide-ranging scan around the area, letting his audio re
ceptors soak in the sounds. Vermin scampered through the mazes of streets below him, an entire thriving ecosystem. That sent a thrill right through him. He could never recall the planet feeling this alive. The white and grey mech caught a flicker of movement too near his target and instantly focused on it. A flash of silver darted in and out of the shadows, a turbo-fox hunting for its dinner. A wide grin revealed the Autobot’s denta and he triggered his comm unit,
Unwanted, Uncalled For and Life Changing, ProloguePrologue, Traveling can Take it's TollUnwanted, Uncalled For and Life Changing, Prologue by InkStainedGhost
It was a long, hot summers day, the kind where it seems the majority of people have left to go on holiday, so there's no activity, no buzz at all. At least that what it felt like for a certain lanky teenager.
“Please tell me we're leaving now” Sam grumbled as he stood outside a small dirty garage in the stifling heat.
“Give me a sec...” Mikaela called out from the garage, she was busy finishing off a paint job on a motorbike in her dad's garage, and much to Sam's dislike, it was taking a lot longer than usual. Sam sighed as he went to his car to wait.
Sam's car was a yellow camaro with a black line going down the middle, part from looking like an expensive car, it looked pretty normal.
Except it was far from that.
Oh no, Sam's car was in fact a species not of this planet, an alien you may say, an alien known as a cybertronian. Bumblebee, as he is known, was one of several cybertronians living on earth in secret, disg
Unwanted, Uncalled For and Life Changing, Ch 1Chapter 1, Now You KnowUnwanted, Uncalled For and Life Changing, Ch 1 by InkStainedGhost
Sam woke up hazily, the sun burned through his eyelids. Grudgingly he got out of bed, and like every college boy, he didn't really want to leave the magnet of his bed. But he did, knowing if he didn't, he probably be blasted out of bed by either one of the twins or worse.
Finally, he was up and at the autobot hanger by 9. Only a few autobots were out in their mech form, including Bumblebee, where Mikaela stood by.
“Sup you two” Sam said with a slight yawn
“Morning boss” Bumblebee spoke with the radio
“Morning” Mikaela replied as she approached Sam with a peck on the cheek.
“So, what's going on today?” Sam asked as he did a quick scan of the autobot hanger
“Medical examinations, that's what” Ratchet said as he transformed to his mech form and walked out to his med bay “For all of you”
As soon as he was gone, Sideswipe walked towards the exit, he looked over in the direction of R
Caro Transmutata Metallo 27Caro Transmutata Metallo 27 by Foxbear
Caro Transmutata Metallo 27
A Transformers Prime Fanfiction
“And I am telling you,” Rung repeated with the infuriating precision that Ratchet knew marked everything the orange and white psychologist did, “that I cannot comment on the situation until I know all the facts.”
The two Autobots faced each other across the open space of the room Rung had claimed for his office. The walls were a smooth copper and a few small crystals grew on inset shelves. A stack of archival data pads were lined up neatly on a table against the wall, but other than that and a few chairs the room was bare, reflecting the short time the psychologist had been in residence. It was all in all, a simple, but harmonious place, generating a soothing atmosphere, which was at the moment quiet wasted on the irritated field medic.
Ratchet was having trouble deciding whether it was the utterly calm voice or the small, condesc
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