A/N: The fourth and last series of this fanfic! Thank you for your support!
TW: Vulgar language, angst.
Autobot's and Decepticon's POV
"Autobots! Prepare to roll out! We are getting (Y/N) at ALL COST!" Optimus said, his tone had an edge as he spoke.
"I'll fragging murder those damn humans!" Ratchet growled as he activated the groundbridge. Fowler had already given them the clearance as FBIs, paramedics and SWAT teams were already at the spot, waiting.
With his command, they are going to break down the damn door and bust (Y/N) out of there.
The team transformed and zoomed into the portal with the kids as they prayed that (Y/N) will hold on long enough for them.
'Please young one, be strong. We're coming!' Optimus pleaded internally as he arrived at the girl's house. The area was already secured and blocked; making sure no other civilians are to be near the vicinity without the proper clearance.
Activating his holoform, Optimus stepped out of his vehicle and got ready. With a nod, Fowler commanded his team to break down the door and they all rushed in.
At the same time, the Cons arrived at and landed behind (Y/N)'s house. Activating their holoforms, the team went through the back door, kicking down the wooden barrier and charging straight in.
The team was surprised with a group of humans staring back at them and they growled, brandishing their downsized weapons.
"WHERE THE FRAG IS (Y/N)?" Megatron roared, slashing his sword in the air as he glared at the human before him.
"MEGATRON!?" Jack and the team said from behind. The boy remembered the mech's voice very clearly and the man before them did have the Decepticons' insignia.
Megatron narrowed his eyes at the boy before turning to look at the blue-eyed man in front of him.
"OPTIMUS?!" the silver warlord replied with confusion before shaking his head, not wanting to stray from his objective.
"(Y/N)'s hurt! You fragging idiots better stay-"
"We're going to save her too!" Miko piped in, stomping her feet on the floor. Megatron was about to deny the puny girl's attempt when another scream brought them out of their bickering.
'(Y/N)'s in danger!' was the thought of both teams.
Growling, Ratchet pushed his way out as he rushed onto the stairs, leaping two steps at the time as he raced upstairs. Megatron and Optimus both rushed in at the same time as they chased after the same girl, Soundwave hot on their tail too with the rest of the team.
"(Y/N)!!" Ratchet, Optimus and Megatron yelled in unison. They slammed open the only door with lights pouring through the crevices and found themselves sucking in a harsh breath.
(Y/N) was on the bloodied floor, and she wasn't breathing.
"YOU SLAGGERS! I'LL KILL YOU!" Megatron roared and slammed one hands onto the spectacled boy, Kingston.
"Who the-ACK!" Kingston was thrown onto the wall and had his air knocked out of him. The young adult didn't have time to react as he was then punched square on the face by the gladiator.
Federic was held down by Ratchet as the medic held out his torch, holding the device dangerously close to the human male's eyes as the doctor seethed; blue optics narrowing down on the vile human.
"It seems that you're in for a treatment, human! May I suggest cauterising, YOU FRAGGING GLITCH!?" Ratchet said, pushing down the torch closer to his skin but not touching. Federic yelled for his parents but sadly, the two was also busy.
The evil woman was held down onto the floor by Miko as the teen clawed her face. The mother screamed in agony as she raised up her servo to block the attack but Miko was not done, not yet.
"YOU TOUCH (Y/N) ONE MORE TIME, I FRAGGING DARE YOU! I'LL GAUGE YOUR EYEBALLS OUT!" Miko yelled and was about to dive in for another round when Bulkhead pulled her away, the former screaming profanities at the heartless mother.
The father, on the other hand, was being held by Optimus as the leader spoke, his tone icy cold as he sent his message clear to the human father.
"I will not hesitate to neutralise you if you leave me no choice. Come with us without fighting and I will spare your life." Optimus said, keeping his anger from seeping out.
Though, his mind had a different sentence played out.
'I'll have you neutralised if you take another step closer. Either you come with us quietly, or I'll break your human bones.'
The male human nodded vigorously as he struggled against the Prime's grip. He looked up at the taller man before him as he choked out, begging for mercy.
"P-Please, w-we mean no-no harm!" the man said.
Bad choice of words.
In any given day, Optimus would have been kinder and chided in his normal Prime tone. But today WAS NOT THE DAY.
"No harm? You brutally abused your own DAUGHTER! TO WHAT DID SHE DO TO DESERVE SUCH TREATMENT!?" Optimus roared, losing his temper as he slammed a hand above the father's head. The male cowered and closed his eyes as he tried to wiggle away from the mech's grip, but Optimus had a death grip on him.
"I-I..." the man was not given any more time to explain himself as he was dragged away by Optimus as the Autobot leader practically threw him outside and into the hands of the SWAT Team before rushing back to (Y/N).
Optimus ran back to the room to see that (Y/N) had already been brought away by the human medics. Ratchet, Miko and Megatron was being held down by their respective teammates as the trio glared holes onto the monsters that laid their filthy hands on (Y/N).
The mother of (Y/N), the bitch of the whole ordeal, decided that getting clawed on the face by Miko was not enough and yelled out, screeching maniacally as she was held down by FBIs.
"WE HAVE RIGHTS! YOU GUYS CAN'T JUST FUCKING BARGE IN HERE AND ATTACK US! THAT'S CRIMINAL OFFENSE!" She yelled. Fowler was handed a package by one of the SWAT Team soldiers and he fished out the lady's ID.
"Well Carol," he began, emphasizing on the mother's name. "You DO have rights. You have the right to remain silent; anything and everything you say can be used against you!" he snapped back, crossing his arms in front of him as he watched the crazy women getting hauled over by the authorities.
"YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO HOLD US DOWN! THIS IS ABSURD! HOW THE FUCK CAN YOU GUYS JUST BREAK DOWN OUR DOORS AND HOLD US INTO CUSTODY WITHOUT ANY PROOF!?" Federic snapped; writhing around the best he could in order to get away from the FBIs grasps.
"As much as I love to hear her scream, god is her voice fucking annoying! I say we dig out that larynx of hers! What'dya say, father?" a recording was played over by the Decepticon's communication specialist.
All the while they were getting ready, he was still listening in to the conversation; recording each and every sentence.
Federic's face paled as he shook his head in denial.
"N-NO! I-IT'S NOT W-WHAT YOU THINK!" He denied but alas, no one paid attention to him as they dragged him out of the room forcefully and brought the psychopathic kid into the police car. Kingston saw his family members got dragged away, one by one, and didn't want to end up the same as them.
"I WILL NOT BE TAKEN AWAY BY YOU FOOLS!!" Kingston yelled; refusing to be held down as he punched away an officer and dived onto the ground to pick up the Swiss knife they dropped earlier.
Unfortunately, Ratchet was much faster than the boy and kicked the knife far away from his grasp and stepped onto the boy's hand, hard. A loud crack could be heard as the young adult howled in pain before getting tased by the SWAT team. They dragged the unconscious man off the floor unceremoniously, leaving the Autobots and Decepticons alone with Agent Fowler.
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"You got the transmission too, right?" Ratchet said, looking over to the Decepticon warlord. The mech nodded and stood up, shrugging away Breakdown's hands.
"She called us and we picked up, but she didn't reply. I assumed it's a prank... until I heard her screaming." Megatron growled at the last part. He was angry that he could be here any sooner.
Turning to look at the Autobot liaison, Megatron spoke.
"Where are the humans taking her?" he demanded answer; fearing the worse for his human acq- friend.
Agent Fowler gave the holoformed Decepticon leader a look before sighing, looking down at his phone as he relayed the information to the mech.
"I've got the call from the hospital. The girl...she's barely stable. Several slash wounds, broken bones, fractured nose and a deep cut to her... back. It seems that the boy didn't manage to have a go at her throat; so he went for the next option- her back. She also got one of her lungs punctured... we don't know if she will make it..." Fowler said, gripping his phone tightly as he looked away.
"Excuse me, Agent Fowler? May I have a word with you?" an officer called the man over. Agent Fowler gave the team a solemn nod and went away with the guy to discuss the details, leaving the two factions broken over the girl's condition.
"She was...kind." Starscream began, standing up straight from leaning at the girl's cupboard as he spoke. "I... wanted to know why the femme was...nice to me... she's too pure for her own good." he said and looked down, closing his optics.
"She was quite the charmer; I'll give you that." Knockout said, laughing dryly as he fought tears forming. He was leaning on Breakdown for support, the latter said nothing as he held his friend close.
"I've grown to need her..." Ratchet said and buried his hands into his face; regret and anger coursing through his veins as he lamented on not being fast enough to save her.
"As we all do, old friend..." Optimus spoke softly, setting a servo on the medic's shoulder as he watched his best friend weep quietly.
"The day I met (Y/N), we...had a talk." Megatron spoke up, looking down at his bloodied hands from earlier's brawl. "She told me that she had no regrets in dying... that she was honoured to meet us. I asked her if she craved to know more, to yearn for your presences." He continued, his optics flickering with self-loathing as he spoke. "She replied by saying who was she to ask for more? To ask for such luxuries..." Megatron snapped his eyes shut as he growled lowly.
Turning to look at the Autobots, Megatron spoke up.
"To assume that meeting me is an honour to her, I'll gladly let her indulge in such luxuries of so she speaks. Our war still stands Optimus, but the girl stays far away from our grudge. I want her as much as you bots do, not as a tool...but an...acquaintance... as a friend. Judge me howsoever as you please, I only give my concerns to (Y/N); nothing more, nothing less." Megatron ended his speech and walked away; his team following suit.
The team had their eyes wide as they watched the Cons left without a fight. Optimus had a sad look as he realised that (Y/N) had impacted not only his team, but Megatron's too. Venting out shakingly, he stood up with tears prickling in his optics as he spoke, drawing the team's gaze towards him.
"Autobots...it seems that it's not only us that have grown to need (Y/N). Let us...retreat back to base and pray that...(Y/N) will pull through." He trailed off, breathing heavily at the though of losing the girl.
The brief moments with (Y/N) were undoubtedly satisfying and sweet moments of his life as he entertained the fascinated girl on his world's history and culture. At the same time, (Y/N) showed her world's tradition and history to the Prime too. The two had a thing in common; a love for long meaningful talks and history sharing.
To ponder on the thought of his dutiful listener offlining by the hands of her own caregiver...
Optimus grimaced and turned away, balling his fist as he spoke; his voice cracking.
"Let's ... go home."
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It was 1 month after (Y/N)'s incident.
The girl finally opened her eyes after one month of being under coma. The girl looked around hazily as she tried to speak, but all it came out was raspy breath.
"...-chet..." you said, looking at the figure laying down by your side. The man opened his eyes and whipped his head to you; surprise and concerned clear in his eyes as he stared at you.
"(Y-(Y/N)!" He gasped in surprise and flung close to you.
"You're a-awake! Primus-" the medic could not hold his tears back as he hugged you tight; afraid of you leaving him the minute he lets you go.
"...I-I'm...o-okay..." you said raspily, giving the mech a strained smile. Ratchet managed out a sad smile as he ruffled your hair, giving it a light kiss as he spoke.
"You're okay now (Y/N) ...no one's going to harm you ever again. I promise you that." Ratchet vowed. You became quiet for a moment before looking up at the man.
"H-How... did y-you ... know?" you asked slowly.
"I believed you accidentally triggered your comms open when you went back..." Ratchet trailed off and shuts his eyes, deleting the horrible thoughts that plagued him ever since you fell into coma.
You saw the doctor's expression darkened and gingerly wiggled your fingers to get to his. Ratchet caught on to your intentions and gave his hands to you, interlocking them with his as you let out a small sigh.
"...the team...?" you asked. Ratchet gave you a snort as he replied.
"Which one?" he said, giving you a playful look.
"B-Both..." you said in amusement.
"Optimus is...sparkbroken, along with the humans. Arcee, Bumblebee and Bulkhead are also on edge too. The Cons...they commed us once awhile to get an update on you..." he muttered, raising an eyebrow at you.
"You wanna tell me how you got Megatron to be your...friend?" he said, sighing loudly. You merely gave him a smile as you close your eyes and snuggled into your hospital bed.
"...Long...story..."
"Judging by the fact that you're going to stay here for a long period of time, I think we got all the time in the world for a chat, don't you think?" Ratchet said, using back your words the first time you guys meet.
"Lazy..." you replied and gave the mech a tired smile. Ratchet sighed and relented, but not before wagging his fingers at your in warning.
"When you're better; details."
"...Mhm-hmm..."
Ratchet's eyes softened and made you settled down to rest.
"Go to sleep, I'll see you tomorrow..." he said, placing a soft kiss on your forehead. You mouthed goodbye to the medic and fell back into slumber, peacefully going back to sleep. Ratchet sighed as he fizzled out from the room and into his alt form.
Opening up a groundbridge, he drove back to base. He was greeted with the same expression of the team: worry. Optimus went up to him as Ratchet transformed, hope in his optics as he asked about you.
"Is she-"
"She's finally up from her coma. We've talked for a bit before letting her rest." Ratchet said, a smile on his face as he laughed a little in happiness. The kids perked up at the mention of you waking up.
"IS SHE OK? DID SHE WANT SOMETHING? HOW WAS SHE?!" Miko barraged the medic with questions. The medic knew that the girl was just worried and hiding it by being annoying.
"She's fine...perhaps tomorrow you guys can pay her a visit." Ratchet said, earning smiles from the team.
"Thank you, old friend." Optimus said, setting a servo on the medic's shoulder.
"Please, I've done nothing. It was (Y/N)'s inner strength that made her pulled through, I just stayed by her side every night." Ratchet said and walked off, going to his workspace.
Typing on the computer, he sent a message to Soundwave; updating the Cons on your situation.
"She's awakened from her coma. We talked for a bit and before she fell back to sleep.
-Ratchet."
He received no reply but he didn't care; he knew that the Cons received the message loud and clear.
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Decepticon's POV
"She's awakened from her coma. We talked for a bit and before she fell back to sleep. -Ratchet." Soundwave projected the message to Megatron, who immediately stood up from the Cybertronian-sized chair. Humming, he gave the Decepticon TIC a nod before he chuckled to himself.
"It seems that little (Y/N) is tougher than she looks. You better not die on me that easily young one, you still owe me much more debate." He said to himself before turning to look out through the large window panes.
"We've got more to talk,(Y/N)."