Zombie Apocalypse (TFP)

Chapter 1

Ratchet's Point of View:                                               .

"-It is yet unknown what the virus is, and what it does."

I sigh, listing to the news while working.

The kids we're here, since it was Saturday. I look over to them and the TV.

"Nothing new about this.. virus?" I ask.

The air in the room was tense, but at the same time, something I can't describe. It felt stiff, somehow...

"No, not yet..." Rafael answered looking at me with a worried tone in his voice. His face expression showed saddness.

I look back at my work, not knowing what to say.

I think for a while, moving my pedes from time to time.

"I do not believe you have to be worried, Rafael. The chances of the virus reaching Jasper are low, and is very unlikely." I assured Rafael, not looking up from my work.

I could't see him, but I knew he was giving me one of those warm smiles of his.

I just wish I could believe it myself...

Around half an hour had went by when Bumblebee and Arcee came back from patrol. The rest we're not up yet.

"Hello, Arcee, Bumblebee." I said while giving them a small nod as they transform to bot form.

"Hey, Ratchet." Arcee said, looking at the kids, who where still sitting on the coutch.

I look at Bumblebee, he had zooned out. Again. He has done that for around three Earth days. We still don't know what's wrong with him, or if It's just... him.

He wasn't looking at anything special, but his head was aimed to the elivator.

I sigh again and was just about to walk forward to nudge him, when he shakes his head and looks me in the optics.

":.'Sup Ratch'.:" He beeped with a smile.

It doesn't seem like he notices that it happens, as he just keeps talking after. Well, beeping I suppose.

He walks over to the humans and Arcee. They talked about what they saw on patrol, which was nothing I found interesting.

I keep working, half listening to their conversations.

"Bulk, I thought you we're gonna pick me up today!" I hear Miko yell.

I look over to see a tired Bulkhead trying to talk to Miko, but she didn't seem very pleased.

"Bee here had to pick me up!" She continued.

I roll my optics at them, when I see Optimus and Smokescreen come.

"Good morning, Optimus." I said, looking at them.

"Good morning, Ratchet." Optimus answered.

I was just about to look away, when I see Smokescreen staring at me. He had his mouth half open and was benting his knees.

"So you say morning to him, but not me!" He said, trying to sound offended.

Now we we're the center of attention.

I smirk at him, then look away. I could hear him gasping, and someone else giggling.

I then hear the TV volume go higher.

"We have gotten news that the virus is spreading world wide, and fast."

We all stare at the TV, it was Miko who was holding the console.

That virus is pretty much everywhere, humans talk about it all the time.

"Scientists are still not sure what it does, but some have gotten severly sick. Caughing up blood, for example." The TV continues.

The room is now quiet, except for the TV.

I see the humans shudder.

No one says anything after that, and I'm pretty sure Rafael doesn't believe me anymore. But what if it does come to Jasper? What will happen to the humans? I'd doubt the virus would be able to transmit to us Cybertronians.

My thought race in my head, seeing things. Like the humans sick, lying in bed, with blood around their mouths. But when I finally snap out of it, everyone was talking like normal. As they hadn't heard anything.

Suddenly I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn around to see Optimus. He was looking at me, with a slight... smile. It was a long time ago I saw Optimus smile, for real. Probably even before the war. When all of this hadn't even started. And now we're here.

I give Optimus a nod, before I walk over to the others to see what they're doing.

I really wonder what this virus was. How it would affect humanity...

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I was thinking about it the whole day. I couldn't go a single step without seeing it. Even in the middle of the night, it was late and I couldn't get a blink of recharge. Everyone was recharging peacfully around the base, except for me.

What if the virus does come here..? What will happen then?

I feel myself starting to panick, when a hand lands on my arm. I snap out of my thoughts to see Bumblebee staring at me. His big blue optics glowing and spinning in the dark. He didn't say anyting, but I still understood what he meant.

"I'm alright." I said, my voice was a bit scratchy, from being up so late, and not having any recharge in a long time.

Bumblebee looks up at me and tilts his head.

"I'm sure.., I'm fine. Just... having trouble recharging." I spit out.

It felt like we sat there for minutes, but it was probably just a few seconds.

Bumblebee's optics started spinning again, getting wider and thinner. Probably adjusting his light level.

He looks me deeply in my optics then puts his helm against my chassis. I don't do anything for a while, just being in a- kind of shock situation. I didn't think he'd do that.

After a while, I put my arm around his small frame. He cuddled up closer to me.

The last time I had him in my arms was one of the darkest times. I had just found him in Tyger Pax, torn apart. The thought of seeing him like that again makes me shudder.

I smile at him, even though he can't see me.

I slowly drift into recharge. Thinking everything would be okay, and that there was nothing to worry about.

Only Buckethead and his two and a half braincells.

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