Are You Willing To Write Dratchrod?

Are you willing to write Dratchrod?

Yes I am.

Hot rod desperate to get his sparkling to safety joins the decepticons who aren’t the monsters autobots made them out to be. They’re monsters made of circumstance not born monsters

Before the destruction of Nyon he'd been at a bar when he met someone. He didn't know they were the Decepticons third in command. They were handsome and charming. Both of them looking to relieve some tension.

Going back to his room the two of them interfaced and it was amazing. The best he'd ever had. He thought Soundwave would leave right after but he stayed the night. Letting him snuggle against him which he appreciated. Hating it when his partner left him right after. It always made him feel like he was nothing but shareware and for the next few days he'd feel dirty no matter how much he cleaned himself.

It was a few days after Soundwave had left that he started to feel symptoms. At first it had been easy to brush them off and then Nyon happened and he forgot all about it. So overcome with grief he barely noticed.

The Decepticons at the time had offered him a place amongst their ranks, but he refused. He wanted to stay where he was and join his people in death.

But something stopped him and that was the little spark somehow still flickering in his chest. The last sparkling of Nyon.

He couldn't get rid of it. He owed it to the people of Nyon to raise his sparkling and teach them the traditions of his home city.

He would not let Nyons memory fade away. Determined he knew he couldn't stay there. It wasn't safe and didn't have any resources for sparklings.

He traveled to the next city over. Which was a hard journey with the war destroying roads and him having to walk some ways.

By the time he got there he was exhausted and worried about his sparkling. Terrified that all of this stress would cause him to loose them.

He sat on the ground. Legs aching and unable to stand. He put a hand on his belly trying to figure out what he was going to do. He was in an unfamiliar city and had no idea where to go from there.

Luckily a kind medic offered to help him. He'd been weary at first, but not having another option he followed after them.

They led him to their small clinic where they were helping everyone they could and looked him over. He desperately needed energon. Which they were happy to provide.

They helped find him a shelter where he could stay and would check up on him, making sure the sparkling was developing nicely.

Laying on his back he watched in awe as his sparkling appeared on the screen. He felt tears fall because they were so beautiful and he loved them already.

Wanting to pay the medic back for their kindness. Even though they insisted it wasn't necessary. He helped out around the clinic doing small things like bringing them tools and cleaning up the place.

Things weren't perfect. The clinic was cramped and he slept on the floor. Energon while he was given some at the clinic was becoming harder to come by as the war raged on.

But it was home and he was trying his best to make a bad situation work. Hoping that maybe he'll find a way off world so his little one can be safe.

Of course then the war came and the city was ripped to shreds. He remembered waking up to screaming and panicking. He'd pressed himself against the wall and held on in fear of being trampled.

Looking around he could hear bombs going off as buildings and people burned. Panicking he ran to the clinic. Pushing past the panicking civilians who were trying to get away.

He somehow managed to make it. Gasping at the the horrible sight. The windows were shattered. Glass littering the ground. He could see the bullet holes on the wall and when he looked down. The medic along with the patients they'd been trying to help were all dead. Their bodies already turning gray.

He stared for a long time. The screaming a distant sound. All he could see was the medic laying their. Face twisted in fear and panic. Body riddled with holes. The smell of blood and death made him gag.

Snapping out of it. He knew there was nothing he could do. He needed to protect his little one. With a hand on his belly he joined the crowd who was trying to flee.

Only to be cut down by both sides fighting without a care in the world. So determined to destroy their enemies they didn't see the world around them.

He felt a sharp sting against his arm and he looked down to see himself bleeding. Looking around he needed to find somewhere he could hide.

Spotting an abandoned building nearby. He hid inside. Making himself as small as possible he waited in silence. Every time he heard a plane fly by he'd tense. Waiting for them to drop a bomb on him.

He didn't know how long he stayed there. Until he was found by a group of Autobots. He raised his hands spark pulsing in fear as they pointed their weapons at him.

One of them noticing his swollen belly smirked.

"This one might be of some use to us."

They grabbed him and dragged him to the Autobots base. Where they locked him in a room. Only coming in to give him energon, as they waited for his sparkling to arrive.

Afterwards they planned on using him to make more. Since their numbers were low and they needed more soldiers. They thought forcing carriers to have children would fix the problem.

It was disgusting and he was afraid for his little one. Knowing who the sire was. If they looked anything like him. He had no doubt the Autobots would kill his sparkling.

He couldn't let that happen and needed to find a way to escape.

Looking around he took note of everything. There were no guards outside his room and the base wasn't as secure as he's sure they'd like.

His room was completely empty. Which means it would be of no use to him. There were no windows so he couldn't use those.

When the base was attacked. He finally got his chance to escape. While everyone was busy fighting, he snuck out the back door. Only stopping to grab as much energon as he could before leaving.

Looking around. He needed to figure out what he was going to do next. He needed to find a way off world.

He decided to go to the nearby city hoping it wasn't completely destroyed. The journey wasn't as long, but he was a lot further along. Having to take frequent breaks to rest.

By the time he reached the city. He found it under Decepticon occupation. Exhausted,.he couldn't go somewhere else and had to find a way to make it work.

He kept his head low and took up all sorts of odd jobs to support himself and hopefully get enough money to leave. It seemed like others had the same idea. Because he heard whispers about the Decepticons having jobs that didn't involve joining their cause.

He was reluctant to take any of those jobs. Worried because of what happened with the Autobots. He'd always been under the impression that the Decepticons were crueler.

As the war continued raging. Jobs became harder to come by. Until he had no choice. He applied to work in their kitchens. Which seemed like a safer job than most.

Things were going well. He was safe and stayed in the kitchen. Rarely speaking to anyone outside of those who worked there.

He was as content as he could be. It was hard work but he was able to save money. Which he could hopefully use to get off world.

He'd been working late, cleaning up the kitchen before going to bed. When he heard people run inside.

Looking over he was surprised to find Soundwave along with his cassettes. The Decepticon didn't seem to recognize him as Rumble and Frenzy asked for milk.

He quickly made them both a glass of warm milk. Trying to hide how exhausted he was. Worried about loosing his job.

He could see Soundwave watching him but he didn't say anything.

He had no idea what the Decepticon was thinking and it made him nervous. He didn't know how he'd react if he learned the truth. Not wanting to put his sparkling in harm's way. He decided not to tell him knowing it was for the best.

Soundwave was busy helping lead the Decepticons. He didn't have time for a sparkling. If he even wanted their little one.

If anyone found out who the sire was. His little one could also be in danger. Autobots might try to use his sparkling as a hostage or kill them out of revenge.

It was best if Soundwave didn't know. Hopefully he wouldn't realize who he was.

The next day when he went into work. There was a chair waiting for him. He also noticed people seemed nicer and was surprised when Decepticons started giving him tips. Even though they usually didn't do that.

They'd also make sure he'd eaten and that he wasn't overexerting himself. They'd use the excuse that his food was really good whenever he asked and they didn't want to lose that.

Even though he could see them looking at his growing belly.

He was surprised that they seemed concerned about his well-being and didn't do anything to him. Now that they knew he was carrying. They continued treating him as a normal Cybertronian and didn't try to keep him for themselves.

They continued giving him money. Even though he tried to refuse they always insisted. Giving what little they had which he was thankful for.

It wasn't long before he had enough money and could buy a ticket to escape. Although he appreciated the Decepticons and all they had done for him. He couldn't let his sparkling be raised in a war zone. They deserved so much more than being forced to fight if they wanted to live.

He climbed onto the transport and looked at his home world one last time. Having no idea when he'd be back.

Maybe one day he'd see Soundwave again and he'd finally tell him the truth. Until then he was on his own.

Soundwave confronting Hot Rod because he can't understand why Hot Rod can be so chill about the fact that Soundwave ordered Clobber to deactivate Hot Rod.

Hot Rod finding it funny because he doesn't because enough self preservation and is too fed up to care if he lives or not.

Thanks

He walked towards the elevator planning on grabbing himself some energon, after a long day of training. When Soundwave came out of nowhere and blocked him.

"What are you doing?"

"We need to talk."

Soundwave grabbed him and pulled him into a nearby room ignoring his protests.

"Let go of me!"

Soundwave finally released him while glaring down at him.

"I sent someone to kill you and yet you let me live. Why?"

He shrugged.

"Are you really that stupid? I could try again."

"I don't care if you do."

"What?"

The Decepticon looked surprised.

"Soundwave I'm tired. The world is basically ending and I don't care about your assassination attempts. Kill me. Don't kill me. I don't care."

"How can you say that!?"

Soundwave demanded looking upset which surprised him.

"You're the one trying to kill me. Shouldn't you be happy?"

"No. I want my enemies to go down fighting. I want them to be worthy of an assassination attempt. Not whatever this is."

Soundwave gestured and he crossed his arms.

"Sorry to disappoint, but I'm not Optimus."

"I don't care about Optimus."

"Really? Because you love comparing the two of us."

"Because you are acting like someone you are not. Optimus leadership will not make us want to help you."

"What will?"

"You, acting like the leader you are meant to be, but first you need to want to live."

"What?"

"Fight me."

"I'm not going to fight you, we're at peace."

"I never agreed to that. Fight me or else I'm taking over."

"I already told you I don't care."

"I'll kill those Autobots upstairs and all your pathetic friends who are vulnerable right now under the Quintessons control."

His optics narrowed and when Soundwave attacked he fought back.

"There's the spirit."

"Stay away from my friends!"

"You won't fight to save yourself, but you'll fight to save others?"

Soundwave gave him a confused look.

"They're more important."

Soundwave's engine growled and he looked angry.

"You are just as important."

"Why do you care?"

"Because I want you to live. The others listen to you and see you as their leader. Even the Decepticons. You and me we are the future."

"You don't think we'll get them out?"

"Think bigger than that. I mean after we defeat the Quintessons. I'm tired of this war, we all are. Optimus and Megatron are determined to destroy each other and take all of us with them."

"That's not true Optimus wants peace."

"But the Decepticons will never listen to him. I can see a fire burning inside of you. One that can end this war. You and me together, but first you need to want to live."

Soundwave turned around and left. Leaving him to his thoughts.

Original Medic Roddi AU asker here :) I was thinking of a part 2

(Before I started I just want to say, I read the story and I loved it, I actually was a asker for other AU's like Deity Roddi and one of the Preceptor carrier AU. Every time you make magic whit the prompt you get.)

(By the way I am surprised no one makes more Medic Roddi AU since in the movie 86 Hot Rod fixes Kup on a alien planet perfectly. I just think Roddi should get his medic skills back even if basic medicine. Like he has a fire ability that will help wild metals back together, it would be perfect for that type of job, he used it for Kup in the movie 86. Sorry I will stop rambling and go for the prompt.)

After the death of zeta and the success of the rescue of the people. The people of Nyon are quite mad at the Autobots and Decepticons for not helping still are more tolerant of the decepticons since it 2 of them informed the medics. This might start a fight of the Autobots accusing the Decepticons to have planned this and only helped for recruitment.

Hot Rod and Ratchet will try to go back to the clinic but it was destroyed in the blast that killed Zeta, they will want to build a new clinic maybe a bigger one fir the ones that lost they're homes in the blast.

Some of the people of Nyon might try to help in any way they can so Hot Rod and Ratchet could relax a bit so they won't fall down from overworking as the war gets worse and worse, whit more death and more patience.

Soundwave and Deathlock try to visit as much as they can but can't since they have to fight and the war is now all over cybertron so they don't have time.

I do think both sides will send people to cause problems wearing the other sides badge in hope they won't take them as patient or send patients so they will not lose material.

All of this will be hard on Hot Rod and exhaust him to the point of collapse. But he always manages to do it out of view so not to worry anyone. He might even be cutting his energeon so there will be more for the patients.

He does take a few breaks but really rarely and most of the time only went his adoptive creators are both here or when Soundwave and his cassettes are here.

The clinic will be starting to be seen as torn in both sides eyes since they keep soldiers alive so they will just be send back to fight. The Autobots might be more against it since the decepticons third in command is close to one of the Medics, so they go against one of the rules in the official war declaration. They start attacking the clinic.

It would be a attack at night to try to kill all the patients and make the place not usable, but like always Hot Rod was there taking care of new arrived patients, only for a big explosion and a 'earthquake' to happen, the building fell.

In the morning the new was send. The neutral clinic was bombed and destroyed, no information on survivals or who did it.

After Zeta was destroyed, they all cheered. Relieved that he was gone and couldn't hurt the people of Nyon anymore. Soundwave wrapped an arm around him, relieved he was safe.

Once they knew the threat was over they returned to Nyon. Most of the city was untouched except for the clinic. He gasped running towards it in horror when he realized it was on fire.

The people of Nyon quickly helped them put out the fire but it was too late. The place was destroyed. Ratchet looked at it sadly knowing they didn't have the resources to rebuild.

To their surprise the people of Nyon volunteered to help.

"We don't have much but we have each other."

Both of them smiled and he felt a tear fall as he looked at the people of Nyon. Who were eager to help them after all the work they've done.

Together they began to rebuild. The two of them sketched a new clinic with more space. Because the war was still raging and from Soundwave's reports it was going to get worse.

They still tried to help people where they could. Using the limited resources they had to make it work.

Soundwave and Deadlock helped them rebuild when they could and brought them resources.

He was out on patrol looking for any injured who'd found their way to Nyon. Soundwave was behind him as they walked around keeping watch. In case anyone tried to attack him.

Although some buildings had been partially or completely destroyed most of Nyon was fine. He shivered not wanting to think about what could have happened if Zeta had used his weapon. There might be nothing left of Nyon if his plans had succeeded.

"Are you okay?"

He nodded, letting Soundwave hold his hand. He turned towards the Decepticon about to reassure him when someone shouted at them.

"Get away from him Decepticreep!"

He looked over giving what appeared to be an Autobot a confused look.

"What?"

"He's not what he seems. He's trying to recruit you to his horrible cause."

When he continued giving her a blank look. The Autobot pointed at the badge on his chest.

"He's a Decepticon."

"So?"

"He's trying to recruit you."

"He knows I'm not joining the Decepticons. This is my home and I'm not leaving it."

"You're from Nyon?"

The Autobot looked surprised and he gave her a confused look.

"Yes. Do you know where you are? We have a clinic not far from here. Let me check you over and make sure you didn't hit your head."

"I know where I am. I'm just surprised you'd let Decepticons around, after they refused to help your city."

The Autobot sneered and Soundwave looked like he was about to say something when he stopped him.

"Like your faction helped?"

The Autobot sputtered looking shocked.

"No. I mean. We tried but the Decepticons wouldn't let us."

"That didn't stop two of them from risking their lives and warning us. We wouldn't be here if it wasn't for them."

He got between the Autobot and Soundwave.

"If you're not injured. I think it's best you leave. We don't want any part of your war."

"Why does he get to stay he's not injured?"

She argued glaring at Soundwave.

"He's one of the Decepticons who risked his life to help us. Now leave."

He turned away ignoring the Autobot who continued sputtering in shock. Shouting that he'd regret this and that if he didn't abandon Soundwave. He would go down with him.

He looked at Soundwave who was about to fight the Autobot. When he told him to stop because she wasn't worth it.

Soundwave followed after him and wrapped an arm around his waist.

"I know you don't want to get involved with the war but that was hot."

He smiled faintly leaning towards him.

"Really?"

Soundwave nodded pulling him into a nearby alleyway.

"Definitely. I loved the way you put her in her place. Going no nonsense medic on her."

The two kissed each other with Soundwave pressing him against a wall.

When they got back to the clinic. Deadlock gave him an amused look.

"You two were gone for a while."

"We... Got held up."

"I'd clean up a little and try to hide that hickey before Ratchet sees."

He blushed and went to clean up. Not wanting his carrier to lecture him about fragging in public.

After cleaning up. He said goodbye to Soundwave. Who had to go back to the front lines with Deadlock. He hugged him, reminding him to stay safe.

"I will I promise."

He nodded feeling his spark squeeze in his chest when he watched them walk away.

"They'll be okay."

Ratchet put a reassuring hand on his shoulder and led him inside. Distracting him with some of their patients.

The clinic while not completely finished, had come a long way and they were finally able to start taking patients. Not that they stopped. At least now they got to be inside the clinic.

They'd also gotten new or at least newer supplies, from either Soundwave, Deadlock or whatever the people of Nyon could scrounge up.

They worked tirelessly to help whoever they could. He was wrapping one of his patients arms. After she broke it trying to help rebuild.

When Ratchet recieved a message from the clinic in the Dead End. Although he'd only met the medics there a handful of times. They regularly sent each other messages. Wanting to know how the other was doing and seeing if they could share resources.

The clinic had been struggling with an influx of patients, and he thought the message was about patients being delivered to them. He was excited to see whoever they sent to come with the patients. Hoping they could stick around for a few days and he could show them around.

His carrier gasped and he looked over in alarm. Feeling his spark sink when he saw the look on Ratchets face. He immediately knew it was bad news.

Finishing what he was doing. The Nyonian pushed him towards his carrier with her good hand.

"Go to him."

He walked over. Worried the clinic was being forced to close. Scanning the message they received. He felt tears in his optics. The clinic had also held out on picking a side, wanting to stay neutral and help everyone they could.

The fighting had been outside of the Dead End so far. Although they still collected patients from both sides.

They say it was an accident. A stray bomb had been dropped and it ended up blowing the clinic and everyone inside to pieces. There were no survivors. Everyone his carrier had taught was dead. So many good medics were lost.

Ratchet broke down and he held his carrier close letting him cry. Until he forced himself to get up and to keep working. They still had patients that needed help.

He gave him a worried look watching the way his hands shook as he worked. His optics dull as he tried to stop himself from thinking too much.

Worried about his carrier. He sent a quick message to Deadlock telling him what happened and that he needed to return quickly.

He kept working. Waiting for Soundwave and Deadlock to return. It seemed to be taking a long time and it made him worried that something had happened.

He continued helping both sides. Bringing them back to the clinic and fixing them up. Ignoring the tension between both sides as they glared at each other.

Occasionally they'd make snide comments at each other. Which he mostly ignored until it got out of hand. He also noticed the Autobots would occasionally complain, about Decepticons getting faster and better treatment. Ratchet always shut them up.

He was more closed off than usual and more no nonsense. Whenever he heard either side antagonize the other. He'd always get them to shut up real fast. He knew his carrier was grieving and he tried to be there for him.

He was worried and wished Deadlock would hurry up. Even though the clinic had been rebuilt. It felt like everything was falling apart around him.

The clinic wasn't the only place where he heard those comments. It seemed the Autobots believed the people of Nyon preferred the Decepticons over them.

Whenever they did something wrong and anyone pointed it out. They'd always accuse them of preferring the Decepticons.

Sometimes they'd give loud speeches in the middle of town. Telling them they were being deceived and that the Decepticons were trying to recruit them for their bloody war. Telling them to become an Autobot and ignoring them when they repeatedly told them they were neutral. It seemed like they didn't want the Decepticons around at all. Trying to drive them out of businesses and even the clinic.

Which caused fighting and ended in people of Nyon getting hurt. No one wanted to pick a side. They were angry at both sides for not helping. The only ones they trusted were Soundwave and Deadlock who'd helped them.

They were just trying to survive and didn't care about the war. Neutrals from all over were starting to come to Nyon and they didn't need to be further traumatized, by both sides fighting in the middle of town.

The neutrals were more honest with them. Telling them about what was happening as they repaired them. So many were injured and in desperate need of help. Somehow managing to walk or even crawl their way to Nyon. Knowing this was the only place where they could get help. Many were desperate to leave Cybertron all together. Worried it was only a matter of time before the war came to Nyon.

There were so many neutrals and even with a bigger clinic, they still didn't have enough room. A lot of them were on deaths door by the time they arrived. Their bodies too weak from all they've endured.

It was hard losing so many patients. Their cries through the night haunted him, but he had to push forward. Ratchet was drowning in his own grief and he was so exhausted, but there was never a moment to rest. All he could do was keep going and trying to save as many as he could.

After a long grueling shift. He had a few minutes to himself and he broke down, wishing Soundwave was there. He hid at the back of the clinic not wanting anyone to see him cry. He missed him so much and he was so worried about him.

He was distracted by someone walking over. He looked over to see a Decepticon staring at him. He gave them a confused look wondering if they were injured.

"Can I help you?"

"You're Hot Rod, right?"

"Yes?"

He gave them a confused look. Wondering if they wanted to see him personally.

"I have a message from Soundwave."

His spoiler perked up in excitement expecting a letter. Instead they pulled out a gun and pointed it at him.

"Soundwave is a Decepticon and he doesn't want you holding him back."

He stared at the gun in shock. He's had weapons pointed at him before and being threatened is nothing new. The fact they spoke of Soundwave is what bothers him.

He flinched hearing a blaster go off. He expected to get hit but the pain never came. Looking at the Decepticon he could see a hole in their chest. With Deadlock standing on the other side.

The Decepticon collapsed to the ground already dead and he looked at Deadlock in surprise. Because that was a fellow Decepticon even if they were trying to kill him.

"That wasn't a Decepticon."

Deadlock pulled him into a hug and he buried his face into his chest. Relieved that he was finally back.

"Who was it then?"

"An Autobot pretending to be a Decepticon. You're going to be getting a lot more of them."

"Why?"

"The Autobots think the people of Nyon. Specifically the medics at this clinic favor Decepticons, because we helped when Zeta planned to kill everyone here."

"But it was only you and Soundwave."

"They don't care. They hate our relationship and are going to try and sabotage the clinic. I won't be surprised if Decepticons start doing the same thing. They want you to pick a side and they think by wearing the other sides badge you'll choose their side."

"Why would they want that?"

"Isn't it obvious. You help both sides. If you heal a Decepticon that's another one the Autobots have to fight. They want you on their side and we want you on ours."

"But we're neutral."

"I know and I'll do everything to protect both of you."

Deadlock gave him a sad look and he felt his spoiler droop thinking about the Dead End clinic.

"Do you know?"

"I came back here as soon as I heard. How is he?"

"Not good. He's been out of it ever since he recieved the news. He's overworking himself and I'm worried about him."

"I'll talk to him."

He nodded leading him inside to where Ratchet was working on a patient. When he noticed Deadlock his optics brightened slightly but they were still a little dull.

He watched as Deadlock pushed past all of Ratchets defenses, knowing exactly what he needed. He took over the patient Ratchet was working on when he broke down. Letting Deadlock take him away so he could finally rest a little.

Even though Deadlock warned him. It was still annoying having people sabotage them. They'd break the clinics windows. Throwing bricks at them and spitting on them before running off.

Everytime they went on patrol they'd try to Jump him or Ratchet. Remembering Soundwave and Deadlocks trainings. He tried his best to fight them off. The two of them even carrying weapons when he was almost stabbed by a Decepticon pretending to be an Autobot.

They'd intentionally mess up equipment. Trying to damage it as much as possible. Which they would have to try and fix because it was so hard to come by now. The worst was when they attacked patients who couldn't defend themselves. It was getting out of hand and the people of Nyon were not happy.

Especially when a Decepticon pretending to be an Autobot tried to kidnap him and force themselves on him. He shivered. Trying not to think about it. Luckily he'd managed to get away and limp back to the clinic.

The people of Nyon were angry. They didn't like the idea of people attacking the clinic. Not when it had helped so many of them.

Now their clinic had guards posted around it. People volunteering to watch over the clinic and keep them safe. Even when he went on patrol he had guards following him.

He knew it was necessary but it made him miss Soundwave even more. He'd see a shadow behind him and look back expecting to see Soundwave watching over him. Only for it to be someone else.

He missed him so much and was really worried about him. Deadlock couldn't stay for long and was already gone. Ratchet seemed better at least which was good. He'd asked him about Soundwave and had almost cried, when he learned Deadlock didn't know where he was.

Although he did promise to look out for him and send him a message when he found him. He worried all the time. Unable to sleep or eat as he imagined the worst.

He knew what he was doing wasn't healthy. If Ratchet wasn't so busy and dealing with his own problems. He probably would have lectured him and forced him to take a break.

But he couldn't. Not without Soundwave. He missed him so much. Everything seemed to remind him of Soundwave. When he'd get energon. He'd remember Soundwave bringing it to him because he oftentimes forgot. Made exactly the way he usually drank it, because of course he'd remember. The two sitting together with their legs brushing together as they talked about nothing and everything at the same time.

He missed snuggling again him and his cassettes while falling asleep. Listening to his spark spin in his chest. The warmth of his body wrapped around his own.

He tried not to think about it. He had work that needed to be done. Patients that needed to be taken care of.

When someone sabotaged their energon Despenser. It had been devastating for the clinic. To the point they almost had to shut down for a few days.

He'd stared at it hopelessly. Feeling exhausted. His patients came first though and he made sure they were able to eat. Even at the expense of himself.

Every chance he could. He'd give his energon to others who needed it more. He knew the sudden increase in people was putting a strain on their already limited energon supply and he didn't want to be a burden. Other people needed it more than him.

He lost a lot of weight and yet he kept pushing. He needed to help as many as he could. It felt like so many were dying and the constant sabotage on both sides was making it worse.

Every day he waited for Soundwave or Deadlocks return. Or at least a message telling him they were alive.

It had been so long since Deadlocks last visit. He had no idea where he was or if he ever found Soundwave.

He missed them both so much, especially Soundwave. He needed him now more than ever. As more and more people died unable to be saved.

He was so tired and one day he'd collapsed. His body unable to take it anymore. When he awoke he found his entire body sore from falling on the ground. Looking at the time he panicked because hours had passed.

He'd rushed to the clinic thankful no one had seen him. Ratchet assumed he'd been on patrol and didn't question it as he got to work helping patients.

He began passing out more frequently after that. He'd always make sure it was somewhere hidden. Setting multiple alarms to wake him up as soon as possible, so he could get back to work. He didn't have time to properly rest and everyone else needed his fuel more. He needed to just keep pushing through.

He'd been working on a patient when Ratchet came to him with a letter from Deadlock. For the first time in a long time he felt hope.

The two huddled together reading his message. Deadlock had been sent off world for a mission. Which meant he couldn't communicate with them. He was coming back though and would get to stay in Nyon for a few days.

They both looked at each other in excitement having missed the Decepticon, especially Ratchet.

Then he read the next part of the letter excited to hear what he had to say about Soundwave. Only for his smile to fall as he began to sob uncontrollably.

Soundwave had gone missing, likely presumed dead. He could see Ratchet reaching for him. Wanting to comfort him but he dodged his touch.

Looking around the room. It felt too small and everyone was looking at him. He needed to get out. He felt about ready to pass out as his mind swam with images of Soundwave's death. He stumbled out of the clinic tears blocking his vision.

He ran somewhere where he could hide and just be alone. His body unable to take the stress causing him to pass out.

When he awoke it was almost morning again. This was the longest he'd ever passed out for. He knew he should be worried but all he could think about was Soundwave. He sobbed unable to process the idea that he was dead.

Exhausted and having work to do he stumbled back to the clinic, where Ratchet was waiting for him.

"Oh... Hot Rod."

He collapsed into his arms and broke down. Sobbing as he clung to his carrier feeling his spark break.

"How am I supposed to go on?"

"I don't know Hot Rod. Please just find a way I know I'm being selfish but I can't loose you too."

He looked up at his carrier. Who's servos trembled as they brushed the tears out of his optics. He's already lost so much he doesn't need to loose a sparkling as well.

"Okay I'll try and hold on."

The next few days were agony as he threw himself into work. Trying to push the thought of Soundwave out of his mind or else he'd start crying.

He didn't think he'd ever be the same. He knew there was a chance. They we're at war after all, but he never wanted to believe it could happen.

The people of Nyon after recieving the news tried to give him space and also their condolences. They planned on having a funeral for Soundwave in a week. Using Nyonian traditions because he was one of them.

He became Nyonian the day he saved Nyon and would be remembered as a hero.

Deadlock came two days later looking exhausted and injured. He watched Ratchet run out to hug him while he stood by the clinic. His limbs trembling. As he forced himself to stay, even as tears fell down his face.

The two made optic contact and then Deadlock gestured towards his ship. He looked over and gasped in excitement when he saw Soundwave.

He rushed over grabbing him just before his legs gave out. Looking him over it appeared he'd been tortured.

"What happened?"

"Autobots."

He glanced over at Deadlock who'd come to help.

"I found him on my way home. He'd managed to escape but was in bad shape."

"Help me get him to the clinic."

The two of them picked him up and carried him inside. Soundwave was unconscious but alive. He squeezed his hand and got to work falling into medic mode with Ratchets help.

The two worked non stop until he was repaired. He felt tears fall as he pressed his forehead against Soundwave's.

"You're alive."

He whispered feeling Soundwave come online.

"Hot Rod? Is that really you?"

"Yes."

He smiled tears falling as he stroked Soundwave's face.

"I tried so hard to get back to you."

"I know. Rest and save your strength."

"Energon."

His voice rasped and he grabbed a nearby cube. Helping him drink from it. He felt a weight lift off his shoulders knowing he was alive.

When Soundwave was done he moved over slightly, gesturing for him to lay down. He hesitated thinking about all the work he needed to do.

"You are exhausted. Lay with me."

Unable to resist he laid down and felt Soundwave wrap his arms around him. Breathing in his scent. He listened to his spark beat and found himself relaxing.

He didn't even realize his optics closed, until he fell asleep. Safe in Soundwave's arms.

When he awoke the two of them talked about everything that had happened. Soundwave was angry that either side would dare to attack the clinic. He was also worried about him, taking note that he'd lost weight. His paint was chipped and dull just like his optics. He looked exhausted and in need of a break.

"I'm fine. There's so many people that need our help. Neutrals have been flooding our city and we've been overwhelmed."

"I'm sorry Hot Rod. I wish there was more I could do."

"Just rest."

Even though he didn't like seeing him hurt. He'd missed him so much and was happy they got to spend time together while he healed. Soundwave never told him the specifics of his injuries. Even though he could guess based on the wounds. He didn't like thinking about Soundwave injured much less being tortured.

His cassettes were fine. They hadn't been with him when he was captured. Megatron had sent them off world with an assignment that would keep them away for a while. Not wanting them to worry about Soundwave.

They were all relieved to hear Soundwave was alive and recovering.

When he felt better Soundwave joined him for patrol. It was nice having him by his side. Watching over him. Every time he turned around and saw Soundwave he'd smile. Knowing he was safe.

The two of them spent all their time together even when he was at the clinic. He'd teach Soundwave how to help out by grabbing him tools and stuff.

Soundwave always made sure he'd eat and get enough rest. It could be annoying at times because he had a lot of work to do and wasn't used to taking breaks. But it definitely helped with his fainting problem.

He never told Soundwave about that. Not wanting to worry him as he recovered from his injuries.

The two would cuddle together and talk for hours. Soundwave asked to bond with him after the war was over and he agreed. Wanting nothing more than to be his Conjunx.

Deadlock was also around a lot more. Recovering from his own injuries, although they weren't as bad. Ratchet was with him the entire time and his carrier seemed so happy and relieved he'd returned.

He told Soundwave what happened in the Dead End and he seemed shocked and also worried.

"I don't think it was an accident."

"What do you mean?"

"You said people have been sabotaging the clinic?"

"Yes. They've done things like breaking windows, attacking patients, trying to attack one of us or messing with our equipment and supplies."

"When I find out which Decepticons are responsible they will pay for it."

"The people of Nyon have been watching over our clinic and coming with us on patrols, which is good. It means they've had less chances to sabotage us. They're also probably afraid, now that you and Deadlock are back. Especially after what he did to that one mech."

"What happened?"

Soundwave gave him a curious look. Realizing his mistake he tried to change the subject but Soundwave had already realized it involved him.

"What happened? Don't make me go to Deadlock."

He winced. Knowing he'd blow it way out of proportion.

"Someone threatened to shoot me claiming you sent them. I knew it wasn't true and Deadlock took care of them."

Soundwave pulled him closer looking angry that someone would try to hurt him and use their relationship against them.

"I want you to be careful. The people of Nyon have been stopping them so far, but eventually they'll find a way to attack and I don't want you getting hurt."

"I'll be fine. I can take care of myself."

"I still want you to be careful. Megatron has ordered for me to return and I don't know how long I'll be gone. Which means you need to take care of yourself. Don't think I haven't noticed how tired you are or how much weight you've lost."

He froze, staring at Soundwave in surprise and also feeling anxious at the idea of him going back to the war. Especially after he almost died.

"You have to leave already? When are you going, you're still injured?"

"I know, but the Decepticons need me. I'll be back as soon as possible I promise."

"When are you leaving?"

"In a few days. Deadlock is leaving tomorrow."

"What!?"

"Megatron already has a mission for him. I don't know how long he'll be gone."

"I need to see him."

The two stood up and went back to the clinic. When he got there he found Ratchet hugging Deadlock looking upset.

"You told him?"

"Hot Rod..."

He ran into Deadlocks arms and the Decepticon held him. Pulling Ratchet in as well. Soundwave stood off to the side as Hot Rod hugged his creators. Until he pulled him in as well.

When is Soundwave leaving?"

"In a few days."

"I'll look out for him."

Deadlock promised. Wanting to make sure he never had to send a letter like that again. It had been one of the hardest things he's ever done.

When Deadlock left. Ratchet had been sad but also determined. When Deadlock came back they'd be waiting for him. They just had to have hope that he'd be okay.

When Soundwave left he'd cried. Hugging him for as long as possible until he had to go. He was terrified that he'd loose him and already missing him desperately, even though he just left.

He tried to remind himself of his promise. Soundwave would get back to him and the two would finally become Conjunx.

He threw himself into his work. Trying not to think about the letter or the idea of Soundwave dying. Those few days where he thought he'd died had been agony and he never wanted to experience that again.

With Soundwave gone. He had a hard time falling asleep. Even though he promised to take care of himself. He still found himself struggling.

He was so busy all the time and Soundwave wasn't there to remind him. He didn't want to let him down but he couldn't help it.

Then Ratchet got sick. He kept telling him that he was fine, but he insisted that he rest and give himself time to heal.

Ratchet didn't like it. But with him out of commission he was in charge and would decide when Ratchet could come back and that was only after he was feeling better.

It was late and he was working on one of his patients, who'd recently arrived. When he noticed something strange outside.

He looked out the window, but didn't see anything. He went back to work although he was weary of his surroundings. Just in case someone tried to attack.

He kept a weapon nearby. This was the last patient of the night and when he finished bandaging them. He let them leave. Knowing they had to get back to their family. Who was anxiously waiting for them at one of the nearby shelters.

He sighed. Cleaning up his work station feeling exhausted. He had a few more patients who were asleep for the night and he went to check on them.

He'd been reading one of their charts when he felt a gun against his head. He froze with his hands raised.

Before he could speak. They turned him around and he came face to face with a familiar sight. It was the Autobot he'd met so long ago, when he'd been out on patrol with Soundwave. The one who'd been angry that he was with the Decepticon.

"Surprise little medic."

"What do you want?"

He struggled as they pulled him closer.

"Revenge."

The Autobot stabbed him and he gasped.

"This is what you get for choosing those filthy cons. Now everything you've worked so hard for will come crumbling down around you."

The Autobot twisted the knife inside his abdomen and he cried out in pain. She smirked. Grabbing his face and forcing him to look at her

"Such a beautiful little thing. It's a shame you chose to defile yourself with a Decepticon."

She dropped him onto the floor and he gasped. Feeling the knife drive itself deeper, as energon pooled around him.

The Autobot turned around and he watched as she walked away. He frantically grabbed a towel to stop the bleeding when the clinic exploded.

Ratchet was awoken with a jolt, as the ground shook around him. At first he thought Nyon was being invaded as he rushed outside to see.

When he saw smoke coming from the clinic his spark sank. Transforming he'd never driven so fast in his life. As he desperately swerved around people standing in the streets. Looking at the burning clinic in horror.

Rushing over he transformed and felt someone grab him. He screamed struggling in their grip trying to reach Hot Rod. The clinic was gone nothing more than a pile of rubble.

He collapsed onto the ground. Those around him flinched at the cries of a carrier who'd just lost their child.

Hot rod being found by a decepticon as a sparkling. He has a spark condition and that leads the other cons to be very protective of him

He surveyed the destruction of Nyon feeling angry. Around him he could see his fellow Decepticons just as angry.

Zeta Prime was the reason behind all this death and destruction. He would punish him and all who follow him.

Walking the streets of Nyon he had his Decepticons search for anyone still alive. He knew it was pointless. But they'd get restless if they didn't at least try.

He walked around looking at all the destroyed buildings. He admired their bravery even in the face of Zetas weapon. The way they sacrificed themselves to end him is admirable.

He looked around searching the rubble when he heard what sounded like a cry. When he didn't see anything he was going to dismiss it as the wind. Until he heard it again.

Searching the area he called his fellow Decepticons to help. They lifted off some rubble finding the graying bodies of two people. Wrapped in their arms however was a very much alive sparkling who reached for him in fear.

He picked the sparkling up. The others staring in amazement at the little thing that managed to survive all of this.

He took him to the medbay where he was checked over and they learned his name was Hot Rod.

He looked the sparkling over who's yellow spoilers fluttered when he noticed.

The sparkling looked up at him with his big blue eyes. Tiny hands holding onto his, so he didn't go very far.

The medic made a sound of alarm and he immediately looked over wanting to know what was wrong.

"It appears he has a spark issue."

"Is it from the destruction of Nyon?"

"No. It's from before that. He was born with the condition."

"What did this mean?"

"It means he'll need equipment to monitor his spark and he'll need medicine to regulate it."

"Do we have such items?"

His spark spun rapidly in his chest. Worried the sparkling would survive the destruction of his home city only to die because of a spark condition.

"We do."

Hook handed it over and told him what to do.

"He'll need to take the medicine every day. The monitors will tell you when he's about to have an episode. If he begins to have a seizure take him to the medbay. If he doesn't. You'll need to inject this into his chest to keep his spark moving."

He nodded. Knowing it was a big responsibility but unable to find another caregiver for the sparkling. After letting Nyon get destroyed. Taking care of it's last survivor was the least he could do.

Hot Rod yawned looking exhausted after everything that's happened. He took him back to the Decepticons base and was surprised to find some of his troops waiting for him with sparkling supplies.

"We heard the news and wanted to help. It's not much but it's a start."

"Thank you."

They began setting up the crib near his bed. The constructicons already planning on knocking out a wall and creating a nursery for the sparkling.

He wasn't the only one who'd become attached to the little mech. Everyone who met him seemed to be charmed by the little one. He never had a shortage in babysitters. Knowing all of them would protect Hot Rod with their lives.

They were very protective of the sparkling especially because of his spark condition. Everyone who wanted to babysit went to Hooks class. Where he taught them how to care for Hot Rod specifically.

Watching them come together. He was reminded of his times in the mines. Where everyone would work together to raise the young.

Holding Hot Rod against his chest. He was determined to overthrow the functionalist who would see Hot Rod as broken and dispose of him. The very idea disgusted him.

He didn't want Hot Rod to grow up like he did. Struggling to survive. Everyone was determined to end the war. None of them wanting Hot Rod to fight. Instead they were determined to give him a better life and future than they ever had.

Its during the height of war and hot rod gets taken by decepticons.

His tanks are puffed out and his hips widen as time goes on because he’s kept around Soundwave who decides to watch over their new prisoner. Even though hot rod doesn’t even feel like a prisoner since he’s been wandering around with soundwave and taking care of his cassettes.

Its the youngest cassette that really pushes him over the edge because they’re a new spark thats mostly protoform and can’t lift their head on their own. He’s been taking care of all soundwaves cassettes since he got there and the youngest one latched onto him so quick he didn’t have time to fight his chest plates opening and his pouches filling up with milk to feed the bitty.

The other cassettes were adults but he still took care of them. It was apart of his carrier coding to be like that.

He followed soundwave around with the cassettes at both their heels as he took care of them and soundwave handled con affairs.

He felt a little demeaned by being abducted to take care of cassettes and sparkling sit but he also has never been healthier since his coding was free and soundwave took very good care of him.

Soundwave keeps a tentacle wrapped around hot rod and their bitty, literally soundwaves words, when in public because bots are not ashamed to ogle at hot rod who looks so good as a carrier and feeding their sparkling.

He thrashed in their hold desperate to free himself. Having been taken from his home by the Autobots and continuously abused. He wasn't looking forward, to the same thing happening to him with the Decepticons.

He was exhausted and would rather they kill him then whatever else they have planned. Likely a fate worse than death.

They took him back to the Decepticons base. Ignoring his struggles. Where they were stopped by Soundwave. He looked down at him and he shifted feeling uneasy. Unable to tell what he was thinking with his face covered.

He didn't say anything as he turned back to the Decepticons. Who suddenly looked afraid. They nervously handed him over to Soundwave. Who stood there menacingly. Watching as the Decepticons quickly left.

Then Soundwave was taking him back to his room with a hand on his back guiding him through the halls.

He wanted to fight but he was so tired. All he could do was follow along.

Soundwave helped him lay down and he curled up in bed. Breathing in the unfamiliar but also comforting scent. He found his spark spinning rapidly in his chest. Something about the scent making him feel safe.

He ended up falling asleep. Head buried in a pillow as he slept. Too tired to think about anything else. Like the fate that awaited him now that he was in the spy masters hands.

Soundwave quietly watched over him, wondering what he was going to do about him. Even though he had an Autobot symbol hastily placed on his chest. He'd obviously been abused. Something he'd have a medic look over when he woke up. He also reminded himself to get him some energon. He was much too small for his liking. Which was odd because his reports indicated the Autobots had more than enough.

One of his cassettes delivered his file. Which was stolen when they raided the base.

Looking it over. He felt disgusted with the Autobots. The prongs on his tentacles clamped angrily as he read over his file.

The Autobots had kidnapped him from his home city of Nyon. Which they later destroyed. They planned on using him against his will, to create more soldiers. Which was disgusting.

If it wasn't for the Decepticons always keeping them busy. Hot Rod might be sparked or at least sparked in the past.

Whatever sparklings he was forced to have. Would be taken from him the moment they were born and given to others. Who would supposedly raise the sparkling to have strong Autobot values.

He was angry at the Autobots hypocrisy. Always acting like they were morally superior when they did things like this. Looking over his file he was reminded of why he became a Decepticon.

They thought they could get away with using Hot Rod like this because he came from the slums of Nyon. They didn't think anyone would care about him and didn't see him as a person. He knew if Hot Rod was part of the upper class. They would have never done this.

It reminded him of when he was a gladiator. Sometimes they'd be forced to spend the night with their sponsors or other high class bots who wanted to bed a gladiator.

Sometimes the carriers would end up sparked. They would either be forcefully terminated and sterilized against their will or their sparkling would be taken from them. Given to the high class bots who'd do whatever they liked with the sparkling.

Which is why it was one of the worst things you could do and the punishment was death. Carriers and sparklings should never be separated.

The Autobots might claim that freedom is the right of all sentient beings. But what they really mean is you can be free as long as you're born in the right caste.

Looking Hot Rod over. It was obvious he'd been through a lot. He needed time to rest. But he doubted the little mech would agree to such a thing.

Looking his file over. He had an idea. One that will force Hot Rod to rest and will help him with one of his own problems.

Recently he's come across a cassette sparkling. Something very rare now, since most have been killed off. The only ones remaining are his own and Blasters.

He's been trying his best to take care of him with his other cassettes help, but it's been difficult.

He is very young and sparkling fuel is hard to come by these days. He's been worried about having to ration his fuel. Not liking the idea of his youngest going hungry.

He knows his other cassettes have been trying there best to find fuel and take care of Ratbat, but they are all exhausted. Between their own duties and Ratbat it was a lot.

There were also going to be times where all of them would be gone. Like when there was a major battle and he couldn't bring Ratbat with him.

He needed someone who could watch his sparkling and looking at Hot Rod he might be the perfect fit.

But first he needs to see if Ratbat is willing to let Hot Rod take care of him. So far his youngest will only let himself and his cassettes look after him.

When he tried having Megatron watch him. It did not go over well. With his youngest crying until he came and got him.

He also needed to make sure Hot Rod was willing to take care of his sparkling and feed him with his pouches. After the trauma he's endured he might be unwilling to look after a sparkling.

Deciding to take a chance. He carefully picked Ratbat up from his crib. His little one looked up at him chirping softly in hunger.

He quietly soothed him bringing him over to Hot Rod.

He carefully placed him on his chest. Making sure he wouldn't fall. Ratbat chirped. Making the usual sparkling noises but didn't seem in distress.

He waited in a tense silence. As Hot Rod began to wake up. His body likely waking in response to the sparkling on his chest.

He nervously watched. Ready to step in at any moment in case things went wrong.

Hot Rod woke up confused and disoriented. Instinctively placing his hands around Ratbat. To prevent him from falling off his chest as he fully onlined.

Ratbat chirped hungrily. Nuzzling against his chest and he waited to see what Hot Rod would do.

Hearing a click. His chest plates opened allowing Ratbat to feed. His sparkling eagerly latched on and Hot Rod relaxed. Carefully holding his sparkling and watching as he fed. While making a soft humming noise.

Internally he grinned because his plan worked and the two have bonded. Hot Rods coding will prevent him from trying to leave at least for now. Giving him time to heal as he took care of his little one.

Hot Rod immediately became attached to Ratbat and saw him as his sparkling. He'd carry him everywhere and was reluctant to let him go.

He loved him so much and would do anything for him. Soundwave seemed pleased which annoyed him because he knew the Decepticon planned this.

Even though it was annoying. It did give him the chance to have a family like he always wanted. Even though the rest of Soundwave's cassettes are all adults. He still liked taking care of them and they liked it when he took care of them as well.

After hard missions he was always there to hold them as they cried against him. He'd listen as they talked about their day and vented to him.

Whenever they were hurt or sick he always took care of them. If they didn't want to go to the medbay he'd take care of their wounds.

As time progressed. He noticed his body began filling out, now that he stopped denying who he was and started taking care of himself. Soundwave loved the change. Even though he'd occasionally grumble. Embarrassed by all the attention he was recieving.

Soundwave of course would always wrap a tentacle around his waist. Glaring at anyone who stared too long. While showering him with complements and praise for being a good carrier.

Soundwave was amazing and made him feel taken care of. He was always there for him. At first he felt like a babysitter who Soundwave only kept around to take care of Ratbat, but as time went on. He realized Soundwave cared about him. Always showing it in little ways. Doing things to make him feel special.

The first time they cuddled together it had been an accident. Soundwave and his cassettes were having a movie night and he was invited to join.

He'd been reluctant at first but knew Ratbat wanted to be with his family. Even though he clinged to him all the time. Never wanting to leave his chest plating.

He sat on the other side of the couch away from. Soundwave. Still a little unsure about him. Slowly over the night the two somehow found there way back together.

Feeling tired he ended up falling asleep with his head on Soundwave's shoulder. Where he was overwhelmed with Soundwave's scent. Which made his spark spin rapidly in his chest. As he was reminded of when he first arrived and slept in Soundwave's bed.

Watching the way Soundwave took care of all his cassettes. Destroyed every idea he had about the Decepticon.

Soundwave was nothing like the Autobots described. When they tried to paint the Decepticons as monsters. With the Decepticons he was treated with respect. He never felt like a prisoner who wasn't allowed to leave. He could go wherever he wanted but chose to stay.

He was happy here with the family he'd created. He loved Soundwave so much and he knew the Decepticon felt the same way. The two of them were thinking about bonding. Something he could have never dreamed of.

He made him so happy and he wanted to spend the rest of his life with him. After living together with Soundwave for so long. He couldn't imagine his life without him. Whenever he left to go on missions he'd have trouble sleeping because he was so used to cuddling with Soundwave as they slept.

With the Decepticons he was respected and admired him for being a carrier. Some of them would occasionally try to flirt with him wanting to sire a few sparklings.

Soundwave always stopped them. Wrapping a tentacle around him and glaring at anyone who tried to flirt with him. Wanting everyone to know they were together and if anyone was having sparklings with him. It would be Soundwave.