Second Chance

New body, new life

death.

Will Lennox was a soldier. he expected death to happen in the line of work, not in a random Decepticon attack. he never expected he'd be stomped on by Starscream in a million years.

he was dead and he knew it, but he wasn't ready to die yet.

there was a voice in the back of his head, asking him if he was ready to die, saying it wasn't his time. offering him a second chance.

"William Lennox, should you except, you still have more to do on this Planet. we, the seven Primes, would like to offer you the opportunity to continue your life."

"continue? but... my body-"

"is beyond damaged. should you accept, we will provide a new one."

"I accept."

"before you accept, things will be different. you will be in pain, but you will not be in any harm. you will be handed back to your friends, but they will not recognize you. you will recognize them, but you will slowly regain memories over time."

"thats okay, I accept. I'm ready to go back."

"so be it, be safe little one."

there's a blinding flash of light and then everything goes dark.

~

the first thing Will registers is the pain, but its over almost as quickly as it begins. he whines and shifts, but two large hands are immediately rolling him onto his back. he feels heavy, his eyes take forever to open. everythings all blurry, but he can make out a familiar greenish-yellow figure.

"Ratchet?" he manages after a few minutes.

chirp!

Ratchet looks down immediately.

"hello there." Ratchet smiles.

"holy shit Ratchet you'll never believe what I've been through-"

chirp chirp twitter click.

the medic seems amused.

"you sure have a lot to say little one." Ratchet snorts, laying his servo on the little mech. Will blinks at him before looking down and grabbing Ratchets servo. the first thing he realizes, is that he's definitely smaller than Ratchet, but he's also definitely not human, not anymore.

"new body, thats right. I must be one of them now."

chirp click

"Ratchet, any information on our new guest?" a booming voice asks. Will immediately tilts his head as far back as he can, looking at the large mech.

"Prime, he seems healthy. there's not a scratch on him, considering where 'Jack found him. no idea where he came from." Ratchet shrugs. Optimus nods, reaching to touch Will. for some reason, Will doesn't want Optimus to touch him. he pulls his head away shooting the Prime a dirty look. he doesn't mind Ratchet but Optimus, he doesn't want to touch him. the Prime laughs.

"I see he's accepted you." Optimus snorts.

"probably an imprint. Jack will have a field day with that." Ratchet mutters.

"any idea on the markings on his frame?" Optimus ask.

"Allspark markings, but you knew that. not sure what they read, Jacks working on that." Ratchet says. something else catches Wills attention while they're talking. a grumpy black mech stalking around behind the Prime.

"IRONHIDE!"

screeeeeeech

it catches everyones attention. Ratchet looks up, optics landing on Ironhide. the big black mech has his optics on the sparkling in front of Ratchet. Ironhides been silent for the past week, since Wills death. the mech took it hard.