You were quiet, abnormally so.
You had your reasons though, truth is you had an accident when you were younger, No one knew of course. You didn't want anyone to know.
When you met the autobots you were assigned a guardian for your own protection. That guardian was the one and only Ultra Magnus.
Now most people would call him a bit of a stiff, they would be right! The guy is all about order. He didn't like anyone in particular other then the respect he has for Optimus Prime. Though he seems to tolerate you due to the fact that you rarely speak; there is the odd occasion where you would converse with someone, Mainly Ratchet, this is due to the fact that he's not much of a conversationalist and you enjoy the science and history of cybertron.
Ultra Magnus seems to tolerate you though, you would occasionally talk. Not alot though.
Most of the time you wear a hoodie that is over sized so it travels way past your hands and waist; some jeans,converse shoes and gloves over your hands.
On this particular day something happened to your guardian while he was out on a mission with WheelJack, it scared you when he came through the groundbridge with Ultra Magnus unconscious and missing a hand!
You ran over to the Medbay as Ratchet was setting Ultra Magnus down on the berth.
"What happened?" You questioned quietly.
WheelJack answered your question by telling you that they had a run in with the predacon and it didn't end well; the results being Magnus' hand being crushed completely beyond repair.
By the time Magnus woke Ratchet had begun welding the parts of his hand together to stop the flow of energon leaking out of the wound.
When Magnus regained full consciousness he lifted his hand up and had a saddened look on his face, by this time you had made your way towards Ratchets foot; he got the idea and gently lifted you on to the berth next to Magnus.
Magnus in all honesty looked like a sad puppy, he looked even more disappointed when Ratchet had told him that he may never be able to fight again, or even as much as transform his hand should it be repaired.
Ultra Magnus sat up straight on the berth and looked down deep in thought.
After sometime of work, Ratchet finally managed to make Ultra Magnus a new hand. It wasn't the best, but what can you do with limited resources. Magnus didn't seem to thrilled with it.
It looked like some sort of claw. It would definitely be hard to get used to. Magnus was given a few exercises to help him get used to the new appendage; said exercises consisted of trying to flex his fingers and picking up the lobbing ball. This proved quite difficult and it almost seemed as if the commander was going to give up.
Seeing his distress you walked up to him, looking up at him you motioned for him to pick you up; he did with his good hand and bought you to eye level.
"You know... there's a reason I don't really speak to anyone" you tell him.
He looks confused but looks at you telling you to continue.
" You see a few years ago I had an accident, a bad one" you look down. This being the longest you've conversed with someone.
He looks at you with sympathy, although small it' evident in his optics.
Rather then continuing to speak you instead pulled your gloves off and pulled your hoodie off. Underneath on your right arm was a prosthtic limb, this is why you don't speak to anyone. You were ashamed.
Magnus looks at your arm with surprise before lifting his own damaged limb, then looks back at you.
"Now we're the same".
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Transformers Prime x Reader
Fanfictiona series of one shots based off of the television series transformers prime. Also on my Quotev account CubelliosMaroon Or my co-author/twin sisters account BlueEdolas