What if?

Intro:

"What are you?" The young girls' eyes widened as a being stood to its full height before her.

"I am …lost"

"Are you a titan? The ones from the old stories?"

"No, I am a cybertroian. However, I suppose I am a titian from your point of view."

The girl slowly approached him. "Do…do you have a name?"

"Why aren't you scared of me…little femme?"

The girl looked up her grey eyes full of wonder. "I sense your good spirit. What is your name titan?"

"Ratchet. I'm a medic."

"I am, Rosie. Daughter of the head council man."

"You primitive creatures have a hierarchy?" Ratchet raised a brow.

"We in the tribe, don't think of it as a hierarchy, but of equal representation. We aren't primitive either"

"Compared to me, you most certainly are."

"My people must not find you. They are not friendly to modern technology. Or strangers."

"Then I will take my leave. I must contact my own."

Rosie was taken back. "There are more of you!?"

Ratchet sighed, as he realized he said to much. However, after a quick scan, he saw that the girl in question was no more than 12- What harm could she possibly do?" Unfortunately, he was about to find out as he stepped into a trap set by the near by humans. He shook off the hand-crafted net from his foot with ease but by then a group of people came to see him and shot back in fear.

"It's a Titian!"
"It's a monster!"
"It's a government conspiracy!"

"It will kill us!"

Ratchet covered his audio receptors as the shouts were slightly annoying.

"Please! Silent yourselves!" He bellowed.

The humans shrank back.

"It speaks!"

Ratchet looked mildly annoyed. "Yes, I do speak! I am not inferior! I'm an Autobot!" He sighed as he turned to face them, his hands in the air. "Because I answer to my superior Prime, I will not harm you. Just pretend I was not- "Ratchet stepped back slightly as the humans were bowing to him, as if he were someone important.

Oh great…they think I am some sort of human god

Ratchet looked around. "I. Uhm. I ask you all to stop doing that!" His eyes shifted around only to be overwhelmed by the bow and submitting humans. The only one who did not behave this way, was the youngest member.

"Uh. You! Rosie was it? Tell them to stop that. It disturbs me."

Rosie smiled and stood in front of her people, raising her hands.

"My family and people stop bowing…You are scaring the. Ratchet who belongs to the tribe of the Autobots!"

"They are not scaring me. I'm just annoyed...!" Ratchet corrected the girl, but her speech did the trick as her people slowly got up. A tall man came forward and bowed once more before directing his gaze to Rosie."

"Daughter. You know the Titian by name? You have been chosen! How great it is to know my daughter was spoken to by a god!"

Ratchet shook his helm. "Before thus continue, You humans but know that I, Ratchet, have to meet up with me. Tribe. So, I cannot stay, nor will any of you go with me. I just need to have a recharge before I travel to the mainland.

Rosie listened and got slightly sad. "Will I never see you again?"

Ratchet rolled his eyes, about to be rude to the girl, but stopped himself. Her grey eyes looked at him so fondly he could not help but feel a slight tug at his spark.

Be nice Ratchet…These humans could have made you into spare parts if she did not help

"No..young femme, Most likely not…"