(Lycan= wolf)

Warning: Reader death

Running along the sandy banks, (Y/N) howled into the stary sky. The night was cold and gave off a calming vibe as the wind rushed her face.

(Y/N) was free, no longer caged and experimented on, no longer underfed and cold.

She was supposedly and experiment of MECH's, but she knew that she was not. It was in her blood, coursing through her veins.

She was running, hiding. MECH was never to find her, she couldn't go back.

(Y/N) reached her destination, the Autobot base. She was not supposed to be here, but she just felt the need to check up on her crush.

Ratchet's POV

I couldn't stop thinking about the poor girl, the way I had seen her after Bulkhead had saved her and Breakdown from MECH. Her poor mangled body.

I had looked after her, but she disappeared again one night, and I just willed her to be safe. I didn't want to have to save her life again, she had been through enough pain. I willed there be no more.

The proximity alarm went off and I flashed through the cameras outside the base. Seeing the familiar colours of my Lycan crush, I shut off the alarm.

(Y/N)'s POV

The base door creaked open and I saw the familiar orange and white bot, I yipped happily and bounce around his pedes. The door closed behind me and I followed Ratchet into the main hanger.

Ratchet stopped suddenly and I ran into him yelping when I hit my head. Shaking my head I stumbled backwards and huffed landing on my butt.

"Oh, sorry (Y/N)" Ratchet apologised.
I shook my head, dismissing his apology. I stood on my hind paws signalling that I wanted to be picked up, and Ratchet put down a servo fore to climb upon and I transformed.

"Oh heya Ratchet... I... Uh, just wanted to check up on you." I said uncertainty.

"Oh, I'm just peachy, dealing with Bulkhead and Wheeljack lobbing in the main hanger while I'm working. Thats just wonderful..." He sighed sarcastically. "But why did you leave, i was worried!?"

"I- I felt like I was under everyones pedes, cuz I'm so small compaired to the other humans..."

"Oh. You are never under our pedes, no matter how small you are." He smiled down at me.

"Thank you." I whispered.

"What for?" Ratchet asked, shocked.

"For welcoming me back with open arms." I say, looking into his mesmerising optics.

"That is no problem, but will you stay here with me?"

(A few monthes later)
General POV

"Where's (Y/N)?" Miko asked, jumping out of Bulkhead.

"I dont know, but I'll find her." Ratchet replied.

Ratchet then turned his head in the direction of the berthrooms and emitted a low summoning whistle, only a few seconds later, the whistle was returned and (Y/N) bounded down the hall in her Lycan form and pounced onto Miko to shower her in puppy kisses.

Done with the kisses (Y/N) bounced over to her boyfriend and starts whining for his attention.

"I'm busy (Y/N)" Ratchet grumbles audibly.

With that she lowers her head and walks to the elevator with her tail between her legs. She was sad, Ratchet was always busy, and he never gave her attention, only at night when her returns to his room for a three hour recharge before getting back to work.

(Y/N) was sad, she felt like she wasn't good enough.

A few hours of self loathing and crying later, she finally decided to go through the base and out for a run.

"I'm going for a run!" (Y/N) huffed loudly at Ratchet.

"(Y/N) wait!" Ratchet called.

"No!" She huffed.

And so she ran, and ran, and ran. With no location in mind she ran.

While at base Ratchet collapsed and bawled his optics out. He knew he wasn't giving her enough attention, and that he was being harsh most of the time. He wanted to follow his (Y/N) but he knew she needed time. Although that didn't rid that bad feeling that was swelling in his spark.

(Y/N) didn't want to stop running, and yet she did. Just before Chicago she stopped. She knew it wasn't fair of her to run away, just because she didn't get attention.
And so she turned back, and she ran, and ran, and ran.

Slowing down (Y/N) noticed she was coming back up to Jasper, Navada.
Walking down the streets, taking her time to get back to base, she heard a screech of tired, a honk of a horn, a loud scream and then she felt it.
The crushing weight of an enormous vehicle. A bang.

Her vision blurry and hearing blunt she heard someone distantly call her name, then shout it and then screaming it. Begging her to keep her eyes open, to keep breathing. But she wanted to escape the cruel world. And thats when she did, with one sharp, and painful breath her lights went out. She was gone... Or so they all thought.

(A few hours lateŕ)

"Okay, her vitals are stablising... No it'll be okay... Yes I'm sure..."

Her eyes cleared, her hearing sharpened. And she was mad, she was dead moments ago.

(Y/N) pulled her now cybertronian form of the berth and roared, she pulled all the needles and tubes out of herself.

"I didn't want to come back!" she roared. "You dont want anything to do with me, its obvious!"
She was crying tears of Energon now. She was mad.

But there was no way to save her now. She was leaving the world, no body transfusion, or Energon transfusion would save her now. Her body wasn't ready to handle that kind of trauma at that moment.

And days later Ratchet was crying over her grave. Damning himself to the pits for the rest of his life.

And for the rest of his life her kept (Y/N) collar around one wrist, her necklace around the other and her favourite item out of everything in his subspace. The chewtoy her had made for her, was a heart with her name on it, it had a few buttons with nice comforting words that were spoken with one touch.

And as Ratchet grew older on his home soil of Cybertron, he never dated anyone else, he was dying. His spark was shattered, and even the bots older than him had outlived him, for he had passed with Shattered Spark.

All his friends, Team Prime and the humans mourned his loss, but they were left with something that comforted them.
"He is with the one he would have died for." They were the last words from Ultra Magnus before he left and never returned, for even he had feelings for the half lycan girl.

(With the Allspark)

He was welcomed in with open arms, the sparks of his friends and family laughing all around him, but only one spark shone the brightest to him. His one and only true love, (Y/N).

And with that, they were together and there forever. They were happy. And (Y/N) got the attention that she had forever craved.