Transformers Prime X Reader/Oc Oneshots~~Completed~~

Autobots X OC: Ex-Con pt. 1

She was right, the humans were gone.

"Up here losers!" Miko yelled

Two bots were behind them and right behind those two bots, were five spaceships.

"Scrap..." said Knockout

"Retreat!" Starscream growled

Soundwave opened up a groundbridge, everyone going through. Breakdown and Dreadwing were carrying Megatron through. They didn't leave, not yet. Knockout, without hesitation. Shot his twin in the stomach. Knowing she would survive, if she was fixed soon enough. And, that she now knew, how pissed he was at her.

"Flamdrift!" Ironhide yelled

He jumped down the cliff and ran to her, she groaned. He lifted her up,

"Jazz! Hurry up and get that Dim-Spark down here!" he snapped

"Hey! Who are you calling a Dim-Spark ya Bootleg!" an orange femme shouted

She slid down the cliff,

"Jazz! Bring the Humans down here! And don't hurt them!" said the orange femme

"Who are you?" Arcee groaned

"It's Harness, Smokescreen right? You're gonna be okay, alright. We're gonna get you all-" Harness started

"I know you're lying." he coughed

She sighed, and gave a small smile.'

"Stay awake, kay. If you fall asleep. There's nothing I can do for ya." she said

Harness, and the others patched them up. Smokescreen was the last, he was stable but far from being healed. They went back to the base, Smokescreen was hooked up well.

"That's all we can do, it's up to Primus now." said Ratchet

He still looked horrible,

"How long have you been planning on betraying the cons?" Wheeljack asked

"Megatron was supposed to be at Darkmount when you went there." said Flamedrift

"The Frag...you kept him from going?" said Wheeljack

"Something like that," Flame Drift shivered

"You didn't..." said Arcee

"Hey, a Femme's gotta do, what a femme's gotta do. None of the con's knew who it was who would pleasure the damn lord...sorry I couldn't help you back then Bee." Flame Drift apologized

"Why go against your brother?" Ulta Magnus asked

"Change of Spark, I guess. I recommend finding a better base. They're probably tracking me, which means I've gotta Roll Out." said Flamedrift

"We can deactivate the tracking device and com, so they won't be able to find you easy." said Raf

"As long as Knockout's alive, they can track me...but that also means I can track him." shrugged Flame Drift

Ironhide squeezed Flamedrift's shoulder. She gave him a small smile.

"Cornelia, she's still alive. So are a bunch of other Bots. They're out there somewhere, I've intercepted tons while on the Nemesis, I did my best to hide their presence. Keep trying to reach out, they'll hear." said Flamedrift

"What are you going to do now?" Miko asked

"Don't waste Energon on healing him, it won't work." said Flamedrift

"What the-" Arcee growled

"She's...right..." said Smokescreen

"Eons ago, I met a...old mech. He was strange, but wise and strong. He kept hidden from the war. Taught me a few things." said Flamedrift

She walked away from Ironhide and over to Smokescreen.

"His name, he never told me...I've killed a lot of Bots, I'm not exactly proud...and I regret every moment of it. So, whatever happens. Let me die." she said

Before anyone could move, or do anything to stop her. She opened Smokescreen chassis, then hers. She kissed his lips, pressing their open chassis's together. A bright light flooded the room. When it dimmed, Smokescreen was brand new. While, Flamedrift was laying on the floor, looking like Smokescreen was moments ago, she gave a small sad smile.

"...Starscream...didn't...kill Cliffjumper...Megatron...didn't...kill...Elita...I'm...sorry." Flame Drift choked

A single tear slipped down as she went to sleep, Ratchet and Harness rushed to save her, hooking her up to machines that Smokescreen was previously on. Only time will tell.

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