After the battlefield cleared, and the dust settled, the Decepticons retreated back to the Nemesis and far from the Autobots—except for you, a Decepticon, ordered to scavenge the field and then report back.

It was supposed to be quick, easy, and simple, but then you found Ratchet. He was wounded—a harsh gash in his side—shaken up and pretty grumpy, as usual.

He didn't look at you, didn't talk to you, only stood there, attempting to get his comms working while you loosely aimed a blaster at the back of his neck—which, to no one's surprise, confused you.

Honestly, the safest option was to just scrap the medic and head back. But then again, dragging him back to Megatron would benefit your status as a commander, wouldn't it?