Reader's POV

"She can't have been that important! We can just find another low-life Decepticon to get information from!" Ironhide shouted at the medic who had been lecturing him for twenty minutes.

"We cannot just find another Decepticon, she was Megatron's daughter for Primus' sake!" Ratchet exclaimed. He was glaring at Ironhide and was severely pissed off at the mech for two reasons; One, he shot the femme and two, he refused to admit he shouldn't have.

Y/N was sitting up right on the floor with her back against the wall. Shortly after faking her death she passed out and has yet to wake up. Jazz went to go gather the other Autobots with Optimus, leaving Bumblebee to watch her. He didn't mind all that much, but thinking about when she woke up- if she did, was making him worried. He wondered if she would attack him, thinking he was Ironhide or just because he was an Autobot.

Having a Decepticon in the base was unsettling as it was, but an upset and revengeful one was even more dangerous. She could destroy the whole room and kill them all if she wanted to. Bumblebee knew this yet he still felt an emotional pull of sorts toward her. It was confusing him severely but he decided to pry into it later. Too much was happening right now.

"Maybe if you didn't go searching for the most dangerous one we wouldn't be in this situation!" Ironhide shouted, pointing his machine gun at Ratchet and glared at him. The two continued to argue until Optimus stepped into the room.

He took his sword and placed it in between the two mechs to get their attention and then asked them what happened to Y/N. They immediately started blaming each other and calling names. Optimus just stood there watching and listening to their explanations.

"Ironhide, you shot her?" Optimus asked. Ironhide said yes and began going off on a rant about how it wasn't his fault and she's way too dangerous to keep in the base.

"Alright. Why is she still on the floor?" He side glanced over to where Y/N lay limp in the pile of rubble while Bumblebee looked at the small symbols on her arms.

"Well this scraphead was too busy arguing with me to let me get her to the med bay." Ratchet said as he glared a Ironhide. His statement was kind of true, not entirely, but kind of.

"Do you want me to help you bring her there?" Bumblebee piped up and he turned to face the medic. Ratchet sighed and nodded his head, then walked over to Y/N and him and 'Bee lifted her up.

"No one other than me is allowed in her room until I say so. She's a hazard." He stated. Then they carried her to a room at the far end of the med bay. When she was all set in restraints Bumblebee left with a wave and Ratchet began to go over her vitals.

Her energon levels were normal but there was something in her bloodstream and he couldn't identify exactly what it was. He ran a few more tests and pulled up an xray. Ratchets optics widened when he realized what it was.

"Dark energon? What the slag? How did she manage to stay sane with that much?" He asked as he saw most of her body had been filled with it. Even with a little bit she should have lost her mind, just like Cliffjumper had.

Ratchet decided at that moment that if they had any hope of getting information from Y/N, all that dark energon had to go. He grabbed a medical saw and placed it above her right arm. Just as he was about to slice open her armour, her eyes shot open and she lunged at Ratchet. breaking the restraints easily, she him by the neck with both hands and kicked the saw out of his servo.

"Touch me with that thing and I'll kill you." Y/N's voice boomed throughout the med bay. Ratchet stared in shock and anger. How did she break the restraints? How the slag was she keeping him pinned to the floor?

He glanced at his saw which was on the other side of the room. He couldn't reach it. Suddenly, Y/N let go of his neck and jumped back on the other side of the operating table. She glared at him and got in a defensive stance.

"What the frag were you doing?" She snapped. Her eyes glowed a bright purple as she kept her eyes locked on Ratchet.

"I was helping you. You have too much dark energon in your-" He began explaining angrily but Y/N cut him off.

"Too much? Maybe for a weakling like you it is but I'm stronger than that." She tested. No one was stronger than her, she was the best. That's why most of her body was filled with dark energon.

It doesn't matter how she got so strong. All that matters is that she is the best. She will always be the strongest. Or will she?