Meh I decided to post this...
I totally wrote this for the first TF_IC challenge and didn't post it. I just thought I would at least put it on my journal for shits and giggles. So... yeah. I did write it at like 5AM, so beware...
Title: I Remember You
Verse: Animated
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: Ratchet, Omega Supreme
Summary: Ratchet muses about his best friend after being thrown into an alternate dimension with mechs from many universes.
He had to admit the memories he clung to the most were that of Omega Supreme. He often wondered what he was doing right now and if he missed Ratchet as much as Ratchet missed his old friend. They had seen so many things together and been through so much. It seemed like they were destined to be apart.
He remembered the first time he saw the gigantic mech. Omega Supreme wasn’t even finished when Ratchet was led into the giant room where mechs were working to finish his frame. A sense of dread had come over him when Ultra Magnus had told him how the mech was supposed to be used. To this day it was hard for him to believe that the Autobots would do that to a mech. How could they create a life solely to be used for war? How could they limit his processor so he couldn’t even think too hard about what he was doing?
He had been determined to make Omega more than just a weapon. He had become his friend and teacher. He also worked with the mech’s processor when no one was around in an attempt to give his friend some sense of self worth. It had worked to an extent. Omega Supreme would never have the processing power of a fully developed mech, but at least he could feel and make decisions for himself.
They would often have long chats when the fighting would let up for a bit. Ratchet would sit at the main console or outside Omega’s spark chamber as they talked. It had been soothing to the large mech to have someone who would listen to him and actually treat him like he mattered. He often told Ratchet how afraid he was. He didn’t want to be used as a weapon and he didn’t want to die. Every time they went into battle together Omega feared that he would lose his friend forever.
The day he had put his friend into stasis had been one of the hardest days of Ratchet’s life. It had saved Omega’s life, but Ratchet had felt the loss almost immediately. He missed the companionship of the ship-former and the deep rumble of his voice. He never left him, though. Through the vorns after the war he stayed by Omega’s side, taking care of him and hoping that one day he would be able to bring his old friend back online. Ratchet wanted his voice to be the first one that Omega heard when he woke up.
The time had actually come when they were on Earth. Megatron had shown back up and the situation was looking grim for Ratchet’s friends and teammates. He and Sari had gone to get the ship back up and running. It had been then and there he had decided to bring his friend back. Ratchet had never really been a religious mech, but in the moments while he and Sari worked to bring Omega’s spark back online he prayed silently to Primus for his friend to come back to him.
The moment he heard his friend’s voice again Ratchet had almost collapsed to the floor in relief. He opted instead for one of his rarely seen smiles, which was very different than his usual smirk. He had missed that deep voice so much and despite the situation it had made him happy to hear it again. He had taken a moment to pat his friend’s spark chamber with his hand and reveled in the feeling of the strong pulse his sensitive hands had picked up coming from the other side of the door.
Omega had saved them all that day. He felt a pang of loss at that particular memory. Ratchet remembered the last words he had heard from his friend that day before the space bridge had sucked him in. “I am programmed to protect and sacrifice if necessary.” Omega Supreme had said as he ejected Ratchet and Sari from his command center. Ratchet had locked himself in his quarters for several days after that as he grieved for his friend. He had always wanted to show Omega what life was like without war. He thought he would never get the chance.
The next time he saw Omega Supreme he was being controlled by Megatron. The rush of memories had come back in full force as he saw the Decepticon leader’s face replacing his friend’s. Omega had wanted them to deactivate him instead of leaving him at the hands of the Decepticons. Ratchet just couldn’t do it. He had been through so much that he had been determined to save his friend, to show him a life outside war, pain, and fear. In the end Ratchet HAD saved Omega, but the moment was a bitter sweet one. He had gained back one friend, but lost another in the same day.
He hated the fact that he never got to talk to the ship-former before he ended up in this place. One minute he had been walking to the large hanger his friend was staying in temporarily, and the next he was in this strange place. Primus, he decided, definitely had a twisted sense of humor.
Title: I Remember You
Verse: Animated
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: Ratchet, Omega Supreme
Summary: Ratchet muses about his best friend after being thrown into an alternate dimension with mechs from many universes.
He had to admit the memories he clung to the most were that of Omega Supreme. He often wondered what he was doing right now and if he missed Ratchet as much as Ratchet missed his old friend. They had seen so many things together and been through so much. It seemed like they were destined to be apart.
He remembered the first time he saw the gigantic mech. Omega Supreme wasn’t even finished when Ratchet was led into the giant room where mechs were working to finish his frame. A sense of dread had come over him when Ultra Magnus had told him how the mech was supposed to be used. To this day it was hard for him to believe that the Autobots would do that to a mech. How could they create a life solely to be used for war? How could they limit his processor so he couldn’t even think too hard about what he was doing?
He had been determined to make Omega more than just a weapon. He had become his friend and teacher. He also worked with the mech’s processor when no one was around in an attempt to give his friend some sense of self worth. It had worked to an extent. Omega Supreme would never have the processing power of a fully developed mech, but at least he could feel and make decisions for himself.
They would often have long chats when the fighting would let up for a bit. Ratchet would sit at the main console or outside Omega’s spark chamber as they talked. It had been soothing to the large mech to have someone who would listen to him and actually treat him like he mattered. He often told Ratchet how afraid he was. He didn’t want to be used as a weapon and he didn’t want to die. Every time they went into battle together Omega feared that he would lose his friend forever.
The day he had put his friend into stasis had been one of the hardest days of Ratchet’s life. It had saved Omega’s life, but Ratchet had felt the loss almost immediately. He missed the companionship of the ship-former and the deep rumble of his voice. He never left him, though. Through the vorns after the war he stayed by Omega’s side, taking care of him and hoping that one day he would be able to bring his old friend back online. Ratchet wanted his voice to be the first one that Omega heard when he woke up.
The time had actually come when they were on Earth. Megatron had shown back up and the situation was looking grim for Ratchet’s friends and teammates. He and Sari had gone to get the ship back up and running. It had been then and there he had decided to bring his friend back. Ratchet had never really been a religious mech, but in the moments while he and Sari worked to bring Omega’s spark back online he prayed silently to Primus for his friend to come back to him.
The moment he heard his friend’s voice again Ratchet had almost collapsed to the floor in relief. He opted instead for one of his rarely seen smiles, which was very different than his usual smirk. He had missed that deep voice so much and despite the situation it had made him happy to hear it again. He had taken a moment to pat his friend’s spark chamber with his hand and reveled in the feeling of the strong pulse his sensitive hands had picked up coming from the other side of the door.
Omega had saved them all that day. He felt a pang of loss at that particular memory. Ratchet remembered the last words he had heard from his friend that day before the space bridge had sucked him in. “I am programmed to protect and sacrifice if necessary.” Omega Supreme had said as he ejected Ratchet and Sari from his command center. Ratchet had locked himself in his quarters for several days after that as he grieved for his friend. He had always wanted to show Omega what life was like without war. He thought he would never get the chance.
The next time he saw Omega Supreme he was being controlled by Megatron. The rush of memories had come back in full force as he saw the Decepticon leader’s face replacing his friend’s. Omega had wanted them to deactivate him instead of leaving him at the hands of the Decepticons. Ratchet just couldn’t do it. He had been through so much that he had been determined to save his friend, to show him a life outside war, pain, and fear. In the end Ratchet HAD saved Omega, but the moment was a bitter sweet one. He had gained back one friend, but lost another in the same day.
He hated the fact that he never got to talk to the ship-former before he ended up in this place. One minute he had been walking to the large hanger his friend was staying in temporarily, and the next he was in this strange place. Primus, he decided, definitely had a twisted sense of humor.