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TFP Ratchet x Gender Neutral Reader ------------ War. If you like it, you're considered a freak. If you love killing those who rebel, you're seen as a Psychopath If you hate it, you're considered normal. If you see nothing and ignore the war as if it weren't there, you're considered Insane. In my case, I'm none of those stereotypes. I might be strange. I know I'm different than the others. I know 'my kind' are considered freaks. Sometimes I despise myself because of it. But most of the time, I love it. As long as my big sister loves it too, I'm happy. Soon though, we're both gonna be thrown into a war we predicted. Its gonna be hard. That's all I can say right now. Close friends are gonna die. Hell, we might even get Sparkmates if we're lucky. But then again, who ever said we were lucky? We lost our Sire and Carrier in the war, and we know we couldn't do anything about it, so we only hope to live up to their greatness, considering our Sire was a Beastly Prime who held the Matrix of Corruption, and our Carrier was the most famous Scientist on the planet because of her being the only Cyberwolf that wasn't in hiding. Starshot had become a Prime once our Sire had fallen, and she was determined to be known as the Predacon and Prime hybrid who was better, not as someone who was worse, and she was determined to be there for her last family member, aka me!, whenever she was needed. I became a famous CyberWolf Medic, but soon joined the Assasins part-time once the Autobots began losing teammates. Fate was cruel to the both of us, but we sure as hell weren't about to give up. But to survive, only you can decide our fate. Transformers Prime does NOT belong to me, I only own the characters Starshot and Y/N!
1; An Introduction
