Transformers One Shots (Requests Open) (Autobots)

Died Young, Lived Old. TFRB Heatwave x Femme reader

A/N: Ready the waterworks. This is really sad. I really hate to do this but, you know what, Rae is evil. 

Warnings: CHARACTER DEATH!

     The flames kept swirling around the (A/C) femme that lay, sprawled on the floor. She gasped for air, her vents came in and out sharply. Any one could see the pain glazed in her (O/C) optics.  Y/N felt like she could hold on no more. "Heatwave!"Y/N screeched at the top of her lungs. The femme couldn't see anything but bright red explosions of color. The fire slowly was killing her. Y/N tried to move but she couldn't. Somehow she knew that the end was closing in near. 

    "Y/N!" A familiar voice echoed. A bright red mech stepped forward. He picked up the frail frame into his strong grasp.(Sorry I had to uwu) The smaller femme cried out in pain. Her vents were rough and harsh. She coughed, her optics fluttering open. They were dull, and glassy.

   "H-heatwave-" Y/N gasped, her (A/C) frame shook and shivered as she continued to cough and sputter. 

    "Y/N please, save your breath. Please, the humans need you, the team needs you, I need you. We will get out of this together." Heatwave was begging Y/N now, begging Primus. He didn't know what he would do with himself if Y/N. He knew the team would be devastated, but Quickshadow would be affected by it the most. After all, Y/N is her twin sister. 

   "W-we both know that isn't going to happen." Y/N murmed quietly, still rasping for breath. "Tell Quickshadow I love her." Y/N said. Coolant was running down her faceplates. "G-go H-heatwave, now please, before you start being fried alive like me." Y/N looked like she couldn't hold on any longer. 

   Heatwave felt something cool run down his frame. It started raining, as the rain slowly went from drizzling to pouring. It quickly put out the burning walls that had once surrounded them. Heatwave bridal carried Y/N to the clearing where everyone else was waiting. 

  "Heatwave, where have you-" the police bot, Chase, said. But soon he turned his attention to the limp frame dangling from his leader's tight embrace. "What happened?" He asked softly. Quickshadow upon hearing this stood up from where she had at resting herself. The color from her optics faded away as she looked down at her twin sister.

  Quickshadow let out a heart-wrenching cry. Heatwave gently laid Y/N down on ground. As Quickshadow knelt down beside her, Y/N opened her (O/C) looking at her twin. "Quickshadow?" Y/N questioned. 

   "Yes, yes I am here. I am here Y/N." Quickshadow said. 

   "I want to talk to Heatwave." Y/N told her sister slowly, while coughing as she did so.

   "I am here Y/N." Heatwave said to the (A/C) femme that lay in the embrace of her twin. 

  "H-heatwave I jsut wanted to say thank you for everything. I am afraid that I have been dying, slowly ever since the day I met you.(Get the Reference? Huh) You are sun that has kept my planet revolving in circles. You are the life giver to the life on my planet. I lo-" Y/N was cut off as a coughing fit rattled her body. Her frame shook and jerked around. Heatwave felt completely hopeless as the love of his life was dying. " I love you." Y/N finished her sentence. Quickshadow had passed her beloved sister into Heatwave's arms.

  The red mech softly stroked the side of Y/N's helm. "I love you too. I have been slowy dying too, you, you torment me. You are the sunshine in my darkest days. You are my better half, with you I am okay. I wish Primus wasn't so cruel to you, my love." Heatwave said to Y/N. She seemed to smile at this. 

   " Oh Heatwave, I am so sorry, but Primus calls me. He is bringing me home. Someday he will with you too. I have died young, but I lived old." Y/N said to Heatwave. With a few moments passing, Y/N had started another coughing fit. This time it was worse than the last. As it came to an end, Y/N took her last breath. Her (O/C) optics faded away to a dull, steel-like grey. Heatwave cried out in anguish. 

   His body convolved into tears. He began crying, the coolant running down his faceplates. He just lost the love of his dreams. Primus was too cruel, Y/N was too young to die, but too old to live. The whole rescue bot team came up behind him. They formed a rugged circle, as they mourned for their lost comrade. The humans stood there, bewildered. Before the youngest, Cody, broke down into tears. Sobs shook the tiny humans body.

   Quickshadow cried silently, her optics filled to the brim with grief. Chase patted Heatwave on the shoulder-plate. Heatwave flinched away from the contact. 

*Le time skip, brought to you by depressing things*

    Months had passed since Y/N's death. Heatwave wasn't the same. He would no longer be the brave leader, he could no longer show his act. His spark was shattered there was nothing else he could've done. That's is what they told. The rescue bots now had an academy for training new rescue bots. Heatwave would always thing about Y/N. He had overheard a conversation Y/N had with Quickshadow. He remembered that Y/N said she would want to have sparklings running around someday. Heatwave sighed at the memory. Every good one seemed to turn bad. Heatwave could no longer hold on. He was slowly losing himself. But he knew it was worth it, if he got to be with you in the Allspark. 

A/N: This is really sad. But I am proud of it. Sorry if it was too sad. I mean I hated doing this to Heatwave, really, but I got the idea. I didn't want to lose it. I will make angst like this for everyone I can think of. Next up will be Chase, Blades, Optimus Prime, Drift, and Bumblebee.