Transformers: One Shots

Bayverse!Ironhide x Femme!Reader

{Request}

{Song Above: I Am Not A Robot}

The guns were trained on all of you. Optimus was dead, NEST was now your enemy. They were a threat.

You felt your optics heat up. After the sacrifices, the loss, the violence, here they were. They were going to kill you. If Optimus was dead they might as well, right? You were all nothing but intruders to them. You were all monstrosities.

"What is the meaning of this!?" Ironhide snapped, cannons charging for a battle. Unlike you he was unafraid of killing them. He would do it if his life was on the line. And here it was, on a thin thread of yarn.

You looked around to the vehicals. "You ungreatful sakcs!" You snapped, stomping your peds at anypne who got close. Back to back with Ironhide you felt like you did on Cybertron.

You would fight for your life. Your Ironhide's. Optimus fought for his and Sam's. His death would not be in vain.

You felt Ironhide's servo graze yours. You looked over your shoulder to see that he had done the same. He gave you the look of confidance. His cocky ego was the one thing that made you relax.

With your digits intertwined, you watched the humans carefully. If you had to fight you would fight together.

"Round them up!" Someone suddenly said.

You looked to see that the humans had backed off. Ratchet immediatly made his way to the both of you. Jolt was still on edge. Sideswipe was obviously still trying to comprehend what just happened. You would too if you weren't with Ironhide.

"Ironhide," Ratchet said with a gruff tone. "We should leave this planet."

Ironhide squeezed your hand knowing that you were thinking the same. You knew that deep down he was thinking the same thing. As he glanced over to Optimus's limp body he shook his head.

"That's not what Optimus would want," he said. You leaned into Ironhide's frame. Sideswipe skated over.

"What now? Just wait this out and become toys?" He snapped.

You shook your head. "No," you looked at the others. "Optimus would want us to fight for these humans. I know we would all fight for our lives, but we need to think about what Optimus would want. He was our leader, our friend. We must not let his death be in vain."

You looked around to see that the others were agreeing. You felt your servo lift. Looking at Ironhide he held it close to his chassis and have a soft and rare smile.

"No matter what," he said and turned to the others. "We fight not for us, not for Cybertron, but for Optimus."