Transformers Rescue Bots - The Past

63: From Bad To Worse - S

They all haven't even been back at the academy for a full lunar cycle after the break and something has gone wrong.
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Heatwave knew he was going to be sore when his teacher explained the task for the class, which ultimately left him more in a wreck than anything. Luckily, he knew who he was going to find anyway, plus the only strength he had left was getting himself to that location.

"You look like you had a rough one." Spark Fuse says as Heatwave basically drops right in the seat beside the mech.

"We had to run laps." Heatwave knew it didn't sound bad, but there was much more to it. "It was like a hundred I think and then we had to lift those two dummies for half of those laps."

"That sounds like a murder in disguise, how did you even walk to this seat?!" Now there was some real concern, after all, a workout like that seemed a bit too strenuous after having a long break with no training. "Are you going to pass out?!"

"I am still debating that." Heatwave paused for a moment, not even realizing he was practically sliding out of the chair he was in. "I might actually need that energon to prevent that."

"Oh!" Spark Fuse physically dove after his words as Heatwave was making a fall to the floor. "Should I be getting you to a medic or something?!"

"No, I just need a moment." Heatwave denies the help, even though he definitely does not feel ok at all. "You can let go of me now."

Spark Fuse was pretty much holding Heatwave up at this point, kind of proving that there were some clear issues happening at the moment. Heatwave knew that he should probably gain some sort of medical help, after all, pretty much the rest of his class all ended up dead on the track without finishing the laps at all.

"Heatwave." Heatwave did not respond to what was said. "I'm bringing you to the medical office."

that got a reaction, but Heatwave could barely squirm out of it due to how exhausted his whole frame happened to be. There was much denial happening as the trek was made to get Heatwave some help but each passing moment did not seem to help with the condition he was in.

Spark Fuse did eventually get Heatwave there, also meeting the multiple other bots who were in Heatwave's class and were all most likely there for the exact same reason that the poor bot was just dragged there for. Heatwave was given the medical id that he needed, while lots of complaints were being taken from all of them to more than likely get their teacher fired.

As time went by for that solar cycle, the students were slowly being given the ok to head back to their dorm room. Heatwave spent most of the time either napping or talking with Spark Fuse, but when Boulder bolted into the room, something told him there was something really wrong.

"If I am needed somewhere, I don't have the clear." Heatwave automatically says, part of him guessing he would get it here in a bit.

"Well, you need to get that here." Boulder sounded very nervous, which made it confusing.

"Uh, why?" Spark Fuse asks, wondering what exactly could be so urgent at the moment.

"Because Ratchet is apparently in the medical bay not for job related reasons and we don't know why because Blades already started crying before we could ask and now he and Chase are talking with the principal to go and see Ratchet and get time off, oh my Primus I just ranted!"

There was a long silence for a brief moment.

"I'll be out as soon as I can." Heatwave simply responds, no emotion whatsoever.

Although it seemed everything could be kept together, a dark solar cycle seemed to get even more dark.