#transformersprimeoptimusxreader

"We are autonomous-"

"This is the 191,702 time..I can't save you...no matter how hard I try...why can't I save you?"

Hope it's not too detailed 😅

Sorry that this one took longer to be uploaded, I had to go to an event for my internship, which took a toll on my mental health, but I am back now. Words: 1672 Did some research for this one and holy damn, Hasbro really has something with killing him off, only for him to come back some way, holy fuck. XD. !This doesn't follow the series. And be prepared for a long one. Found this one in drafts from a little ago, I'm so sorry for not uploading this earlier, I just had to change a lot. Hope you'll enjoy it?

“Hey Optimus?” The bots were preparing for another battle against some decepticons as they were located near a new energon mine, at least that was what they had told you. The mentioned bot turned around, his blue optics landing on you. With curiosity evident in his optics he slid his battle mask down. “Yes (Y/n).” He didn’t have much time to waste, he was aware of that, his team was already waiting before entering through the ground bridge. Ratchet turned to the two of you briefly only to shake his helm as he turned back to the monitor. “Be safe alright, don’t make me c-.” Miko wrapped an arm over your shoulder. “Us come to kick some decepticon afts.” Bulkhead facepalmed, shaking his helm. Optimus nodded, the slightest hint of a smile on his face plates. “We shall be fine, little ones.” “Promise?” Optimus turned to you, hesitation in his optics and voice. “I promise.” He turned back, facing his team again and pulled his battle mask back on. “Autobots, roll out!” He couldn’t stick to his promise. Unlike other times you four weren’t allowed to watch the scene unfold, this time Ratchet was watching it unfold on a pad. “Ratchet what’s going on.” Everything went downhill incredibly quickly, worrying the older medic. “Frag.” He turned to the monitor, turning everything on. Miko looked at the stats of the bots in worry and gasped. You followed her gaze, dropping to the ground. “Arcee, what happened?” Worry laced Ratchet’s voice as he tried desperately to find an error in the system. “Optimus, he.” She didn’t continue, the base became quiet, only the sounds of the battle going on echoed through the building. Miko placed a hand on your shoulder. The comms turned off, the connection gone. Ratchet sighed, turning his attention to the medical status of the bots, ready to jump into battle if needed. “What happened?” He turned around, his optics somewhat softening as he spotted you on the ground. With a sigh of defeat, and grief as well as sorrow in his optics he tried to form a sentence. “Optimus, he.” He couldn’t bring himself to continue as it didn’t feel right to him, especially as he watched you curl up, sobbing and screaming in grief. He didn’t like humans much, but you four, excluding June, had a special place in his spark. He wasn’t sure how, if he could help, so he turned back to the panel trying to reconnect with the other bots. Jack placed a hand on your shoulder, tears forming his eyes as well. Miko dropped down, engulfing you in a hug as she cried with you. Raf joined your side but before he could do anything a bright light came from your hands. Ratchet noticed the lights reflecting on the monitor screen and turned around. You looked up at him, determination and grief filling your eyes. “This won’t be his ending.” Miko looked around as everything started to spin. “What’s happening?” Ratchet glanced at everything moving. “What are you doi-.” He never got to finish his sentence

The doors of the camaro opened, allowing you and Raf to get out. Ratchet turned to look at you and the other three, as Bulkhead entered the room. Both Arcee and Bumblebee transformed as soon as everyone had left their alt modes. “I thought there were two.” You turned to Ratchet, remembering your first encounter with him. “Haven’t you heard, humans multiply.” Arcee said before walking to her comrades. “I’m Raf.” “I’m Miko.” Miko ran towards the bots, as Raf introduced himself calmly from his position. “Who are you?” She questioned the Bulkhead, who stared warily at the girl. “Bulkhead.” “Are you a car, I bet you’re a truck, a monster truck.” The orange bot stared at you as you shook your head in amusement. Something felt off, he just couldn’t pin down what. “Do you like heavy metal? How much do you weigh? Ever used a wrecking ball as a punching bag?”  He clearly didn’t know what to do with the overly extroverted girl. “So if you guys are robots who made you?” Raf asked, making the medic scoff. “Puh Lease.” Optimus entered the room, making me turn around with a smile. Optimus crouched down. "We are autonomous robotic organisms from the planet Cybertron, autobots for short." He stood back up, looking down on you and the other three. "I am Optimus Prime." You and Optimus bonded quite quickly, it was however difficult to act as if you had never seen the bot. However, the new peace didn’t last long, instead of two months the leader passed away after two, this time you were there. “Give me the kids.” Starscream screeched as he attacked Optimus from the front, distracting him.  Jack pulled you to the side, preventing you from being crushed underneath some pedes. “Over my dead body.” Optimus shot back, raising his battle mask. The team was scattered over the battlefield, Bumblebee was busy fighting Knockout, Bulkhead was battling Breakdown, as Arcee was keeping herself busy with slaying some other cons. “If you insist.” Megatron said from behind, pushing his sword through Optimus’ chassis before he had the chance to defend him. Megatron pushed the sword deeper before taking it out, using his canon to shoot in the hole, expanding the wound.“NO!” Starscream turned towards you, a smirk displayed on his faceplates as he spotted the four of you. “Like Prime insisted.” He sneered before walking towards you. Miko held you close, noticing the tears falling down. “Fuck you.” A light, similar to the first one appeared, and time reversed again. 

He stood back up, looking down on you four. “I am Optimus Prime, leader of the autobots.” He mentioned the orange and white bot. “Our medical officer, Ratchet. Our wrecker Bulkhead. Our scout, Bumblebee, and Arcee our warrior.” Jack locked eyes with the blue femme, raising an eyebrow. “So now what, are you going to keep us here, preventing us from seeing anyone to keep your secret safe?” You shook your head with a soft smile, elbowing Jack not too hard. “No, that would be against our, and I assume your morals.” Optimus said before looking at the other bots. “But for your own safety, we must keep an eye on you four.” Five days, all went well for five days. “They say the third time’s the charm.” Miko said, running through the ground bridge. She said pulling you through the bridge. However, as soon as you entered the bridge, you felt like throwing up. “Optimus, watch out.” “NO!.” Arcee turned to you in shock. “Bulkhead, get the girls out of here.” Optimus laid motionless on the ground, after getting multiple shots to the chest and another blade in the back. Another white light blinded the teens, and it all went back to that moment. Five months, one week, two days, the exact same day. It wouldn’t stop and it was starting to take a toll on your mental and physical health. With each time you couldn’t, correction wouldn’t, let your guardian go.  You counted each and every time that you had to reset time, by now knowing the introduction by heart and being able to repeat it in your mind, no matter where you were or what you were doing.

“191, 701.” You muttered, feeling exhausted by using your powers so often. The great leader looked at you in confusion, and curiosity. You didn’t look scared or excited at all, it seemed like you were extremely exhausted. He didn’t notice the tears you were holding back, but Ratchet did. He noticed something weird on his monitors the second you stepped out of that car, something that shouldn’t be happening to a human. He didn’t say anything, but he was definitely going to ask you later. “My name is Optimus Prime, we are autonomous robotic organism-.” The bot stopped in the middle of his sentence, making you look up at him weirdly. He dropped down, making Miko shriek as she grabbed your arm and pulled you away. A flat lining was heard from the monitor behind the medic. Ratchet turned to the monitor before putting Optimus on a medbay bed with Bulkhead’s help. “Spark attack” He muttered a little too loud. “This is the 191 701th time, and he doesn’t even last five fucking minutes. It’s a new record.” The bots looked at you in confusion, not even able to process anything before a bright light blinded them all.