- Tied winner of Best Tear-jerker 04

My Last Breath 
By: Lady Venom
 
What if Rattrap had arrived before the others? What if he was the one to hear the warriors' last words? What would he do? Evanescence owns My Last Breath, Hasbro owns the robots, and I own the plot.

Hold on to me love

You know I can't stay long

All I wanted to say was I love you and I'm not afraid

Can you hear me?

Can you feel me in your arms? 

Dinobot! Rattrap frantically searched the clearing. Fires that once burned high had died to embers, creating a mirage of heat waves. A movement caught his eye; two protohumans were inspecting something. Quickening his pace, his fears were confirmed when he saw light glinting off metal. 

"Get away from him!" He screamed at the protohumans. 

Dropping to his knees, Rattrap lifted Dinobot's head and cradled it in his lap. 

"Yo, Dinobot, ya hear me pal?" 

His only answer was a cough that racked the warriors' body. 

Holding my last breath

Safe inside myself

Are all my thoughts of you

Sweet raptured light

It ends here tonight 

Leaning down he hugged his friend. 

"Come on, you can pull through this...Dinobot?" 

For a second the red eyes had closed, and Rattrap thought he had lost him. But a soft voice floated up to him. 

"Rattrap?" 

His grip tightened on the taloned hand. 

"Yea buddy. I'm right here." 

Another cough, and Rattrap could feel the trembling that followed. 

"I'm... sorry." 

Trying to make him more comfortable, Rattrap laid him back down, still holding his hand. 

"Hey, eh, sorry for what?" 

Gotta keep him talking! Gotta keep him on - line till the others arrive! 

"Sorry... I won't have... the pleasure *cough* of scrapping you myself." 

A grim smile broke out on the Maximal's face, before dissolving into a coughing fit. 

I'll miss the winter

A world of fragile things

Look for me in the white forest

Hiding in a hollow tree (come find me) 

He can't leave me! He... he just can't! 

"Then I promise not to get scrapped until we meet again." 

His body was badly damaged, and Rattrap knew that this was one battle the warrior would not survive from. Cuts ran deep, like lashes, across his face, and from one eye, mech fluid dripped. Making a silver dot that ran like tears down his face. 

"Dinobot?" 

I know you can hear me

I can taste it in your tears 

Dinobot smiled at his friend, a rare sight saved only for those he admired. He could hear the others off in the distance. And he found it odd that even though he was dying his senses seemed to have heightened three-fold. Reaching up, he pulled Rattrap towards him. So close their noses almost touched. 

"Promise me one thing rodent." 

Holding my last breath

Safe inside myself

Are all my thoughts of you

Sweet raptured light it ends here tonight 

"Anything." 

His eyes sought out the raptors own. 

"Don't ever change." 

The others had landed; he could hear Optimus talking to the others. But they were invisible to the two robots holding hands; lost in their own world of torture. Dinobot gripped Rattrap's hand tighter, it seemed to be the only thing still holding him to this world. 

Closing your eyes to disappear

You pray your dreams will leave you here

But still you wake and know the truth

No one's there 

Rattrap listened to Dinobot, talking to Optimus. Asking for his story to be told in earnest. In truth. 

Truth. Truth is that I won't ever find another friend like you. Truth, it seems, means that everyone I cared about have become casualties of this stinkin' war. Rattrap looked into the fading light of Dinobots eyes, and felt his hand go slack. 

Truth is that you're dying, and I can't save you. Truth is that, without you, I'm lost. 

Say goodbye

Don't be afraid

Calling me calling me as you fade to black 

~Fin~