Blood and Energon

Happy 11/11/11
Have some Ratchet.

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The large mech let out a sour hiss as he slumped to the ground. The soft light around him from the dim crystals spawning out of the walls seemed to only make him more angry. He lashed out against one near him, but his arm fell short and landed onto the pile of Energon cubes he was currently leaning on. His expression turned to that of pain as a deep hole on his lower leg made itself known. A single laser shot to the calf caused him to leak slightly onto the metallic ground.

Groaning thickly, Ratchet leaned forward to get a better look at the wound. It was clean. It didn't hit any major lines. It would heal fine on his own after a power-down cycle. He leaned back again, letting his free arm fall behind him, expecting to find another stack of cubes, but there was none. It fell limp at his side, exhausted.