A Tfa Ratchet x Reader (I'm gonna do this cause there's not nearly enough ratchet content) Cold. It was cold. It was neither consuming black or clinging white. It was just quiet. Peaceful. You were drawn forward, but suddenly yanked back with burning adrenaline. You screamed out only to be silent. (completed)

"He who fights monsters should see to it that he himself does not become one." Megatron fought against the Council's tyranny, only to unleash his own once he didn't get his way. Then, suddenly, there was you. You find Megatron on the ground, helpless and alone. Your creator fell at the servos of Decepticons. You followed in the pedesteps of her and your sire, Ratchet, to make sure it didn't happen to others. Megatron started the Decepticons, so why-oh-why did you decide to help him? And why didn't you regret it?