this is just the begining as I am needing help
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A little navy and red Seekerlet sat crying in a trashcan that had been turned on it's side; it had been on the street of Iacon for several days now. It's creators having been offlined in front of it; but the murderers hadn't seen it as it had been hiding. The Seekerlet heard footsteps and tried to stop crying; though that wasn't possible.
Ratchet's Point of View
I paused as I heard sobbing; following the sound lead me to an overturned Trashcan. I looked inside to see a very young Seekerlet; who cowered away from me when I reached for it.
Ratchet: Hey there little one don't worry I'm not going to hurt you; I'm a Medic.
Seekerlet's Point of View
I remember my Carrier saying that if I was ever lost and couldn't find an Enforcer that I was to find a Medic; I crawled out to him and let him pick me up.