~Transformers x Readers~ (18+)

Ratchet X Femme/Seeker/Reader

@Datfangirlchick

With this being requested long while ago, and unable to figure out how to move this forwards, without it sounding strange. I have come to the conclusion that this won't be finished. However that doesn't mean I wont complete the request. I am remaking this request on another page as I'm typing this message. 

I'm not sure when but later this cycle, you should see the new and improved version of this failed story. It'll have the "(Remade)" tag on it title. Feel free to comment on how it could've been improved or now it could've gone. All comments are encourage, no matter now negative they are.

With that out of the way, enjoy the attempt.

-Crossfire-

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The day was like any other cycle on the planet Earth. Barely any Deception disturbance anywhere, nothing to note from Agent Fowler

Prime and the others of the team had all gone on their separate and partnered patrols. Jack was at home doing something around in there and Ralf was also at his dwelling place. Having to do homework and other things, which left...

"Ratchet~"

"Oh Primus..." Ratchet mumbled under his non-existent breath, lightly shaking his helm. He prepared for what was to come his way.

"(Y/n) needs help in the storage room~"

This caught his attention. Turning to to see Miko at the hallway entrance. "(Y/n)? Why is she in there?" Ratchet became slightly curious, yet kept his usual face. The only real reason to be in there it to count inventory.

"I needed something from there and she hasn't come out yet." Miko replied, hiding a smirk.

Ratchet looked around a bit, seeing no one here. It seemed all bots but him and (y/n), we're still out on patrolling. With a sigh and slightly slumped shoulder-pads.

"Fine! I'll go look for her." Grumbling, he finished up what he could of his current work and headed to the storage room. 

The human smirked big, seeing that her plan was about to begin. "You got to be quick, she might be in danger!" The way that Miko said sounded suspicious, but never mind that. Ratchet had another job to handle.

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Once the medic reached the storage room, he saw no signs of a bot nor (y/n) being there. There was a muffled sound of someone inside though. With caution, Ratchet carefully walked into the small room.

Something moved from behind some stacked energon crates. It shifted, giving Ratchet the hint of (y/n) possibly being there.

"(Y/n)?" A muffled yelp replied. Ratchet moved the crates and was shocked. The femme was laying on her back-struts, wings fanned out from under her. She was bound and gagged.

"(Y/n)! Are you ok?" Ratchet quickly moved the femme out into the open and undid the binds. (Y/n) stood up and took the gag out of her mouth.

"When I find that girl, she's going to regret this." Her wings flared up, all lightly scratched from the floor. She was about to go after her, but the door decided to slam short of her frame.

"Pits!"

Despite his age, he was quick to catch the seeker before the femme could hit the floor. S wanting her to be further harmed,  (Y/n) smiled a little up at the medic in thanks, then turned her attention back to the door that sounded with a locked click.

(TRU = To Remain Uncompleted)