Transformers || Oneshots

...and found (PART 2)~ Ultra Magnus x Femme reader

-Not requested-

(Do NOT read until you read the first part of this story, which is located over on -RK52- 's amazing Transformers Oneshot book! We have finally wrote a collab together! This is the second part, written by yours truly. But again, do NOT read this until you go over and read my best friend's first part! Hehe)

(But uhh, don't forget to come back here to read the second part, lmao)

Notes:
•First collab, We seriously hope everything lines up...
•Might get a little confusing, but everything will be explained in all due time throughout the story :3
•OH! when the big Timeskip happens in here it's truly a big Timeskip, not just a scene change. Keep dat in mind folks.

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...and found (Pt 2)
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Fire, smoke, and heat.

The first thing to hit all my projected sensors, not counting the pain that coursed through my metallic frame.

My optics were a blur as I came back to the reality of things, seeing the orange glow engulf me as the blazing blue energon stained my servos. I looked to both contrasting colors, seeing them both mix together to create an even bigger blur to set my mid even more muddled.

I didn't have much time to just sit here and bleed out, as predicted. Being the bold femme I knew I was, I forced my frail body to finally move, as much as it hurt to do so. I can't give up now, I knew Magnus would've pushed me to my limit to move if he was here next to me.

But...he's not. The memory of seeing him fade out of my view as my pod picked up and headed for this planet was a clear sketch in my mind before I was knocked cold out. I couldn't help but think about us, our future, or even the horrid thought of him being engulfed by the enemy's troops while I journeyed here without him.

By now the darkest shade of ink jumbled with the existing orange and blue when the smoke started to fog up the cab. I coughed, feeling my vents try their hardest to filtrate the unwanted smog,  waving my servo as the smoke kept on coming and coming.

"Primus, this damned thing!" I yelled, hitting the jammed door. The inside of this pod started heating up more and more, and the more I thought about it, the more I realized I'll be in a real-life smelting pit in no time if fight or flight doesn't kick in right about now.

"Warning: System failure. Accounted for 16 cautionary complications to this unit number 118." The robotic voice said from the burnt-out and sizzling control panels before the voice faded and shut as the screens glitched and buttons froze.

I wheezed, and thinking fast, rammed my elbow-joints to the closest window. It took a good couple of hits before the thick glass broke enough to let the smoke out.

I coughed and crawled out of the pod, grabbing my small secondary med kit in the mix. I shuffled away, looking at the wreck right before my very optics. I couldn't focus on the new territory, which metaphorically wasn't a concern to me this very second as the pod caved in, which ultimately would've ended my life if I was still inside.

It was awful not knowing where I was, or how I came to crash on this here foreign planet. An even more appalled feeling sparked within when I realized my home was gone.

Magnus was gone.

I put my thoughts on pause as I felt the energon flow from my wounds to the ground. I sat now, grabbing what I needed from the med kit and wrapped myself, mending and pushing the metal back.