Balthazar in his most brilliant times, was an exceptional angel, then Dad left and chaos reigned in heaven. So he took his things, launched a lie and decided to do what no angel did, live his free will. Since then, he did everything he wanted in the world. From having sex with mortals, to invading fictional universes when he did not like something.

Like now

Balthazar was in the line of innumerable giant mechanical beings (According to human standards) on a planet far from the earth. His body now adopted a form similar to these mech to go unnoticed; He was as tall as Rodimus, slender as Drift, white, red and yellow. He liked how it looked, it was a body they would call Seeker, with two pairs of wings that resembled those of a Fairy? Yes, it was. His optics were yellow and his face was as beautiful as Senator Shockwave's, he also decided to create a humble record. Balthazar congratulated himself for creating such a beautiful costume, no one would suspect him. Of course, Balthazar could just push or move with his mind and solve many of his disagreements in these comics, but decided to live with his favorite characters a bit.

So here he was, behind an orange mech, which he recognized as Rung.

"...We were at war for four million have you managed to hold onto this stuffer."

"I guess .I have knack for keeping out of harm's"

Balthazar knew what would happen at this moment. This part did not bother him, but something in this orange mech gave him ... Penalty? His arm would go flying to tempt fate. So he sighed in his mind - err Processor? It still was not used to being a giant machine that thinks for itself.

"Watch out!"

When he heard the sound of engines approaching, Balthazar ran to Rung and managed to save him from a painful shock.

Whirl and Cyclonus continue their pursuit without harming anyone.

Then something strange happens, Balthazar feels a flutter in his being. Or spark? It's something like a ... Recognition? Balthazar is confused at that moment. Note that Rung also feels it, because his expression is also confused, as if he did not understand what was happening. Why did his spark react like that? Balthazar supposed that this was because Rung was Primus, and well, he was a god. He could have an energy similar to the Angels, so his being simply recognized him as a brother.

"Primus! Definitely, those will not enter this ship" said a hoarse voice. " They are fine?"

Balthazar reacted first. He stood up, and noticed that Red Alert seemed half anguished, half, because he was not sure that the unstable Autobot cared about Rung. Other mech in the row also watched them.

"Yes," Balthazar replied in a calm, soft voice. "And you?" He asked looking at the orange mech, he was still stunned on the ground.

"Oh, yes," said Rung, standing up. Balthazar bent down to pick up the box with the models of orange mech ships and deliver it "Thank you," he said kindly.

Balthazar smiled at him. Red Alert was still looking at the mech standing in front of him, he was very handsome, he looked like a mech taken from someone's wet dreams. He had a pair of strange wings, normally the seekers had high and straight wings, they could not move, but they came down and got up when he spoke, they seemed to move in synchronicity with their expressions, it was very strange but above all, cute. In addition he was calm and pleasant, that extravagant mech ...

Red Alert decided to put all his attention on the mech of pretty wings.

"Rung, you can enter"

The orange mech was still watching Balthazar, as if searching for an answer in the mech's smile. So when he was named, he did not have much encouragement to get away.

"Thanks for saving me err ..."

"Balthazar" He thought it would not be necessary to use a pseudonym. This universe did not even have Angels, so it was good to keep his name, thank you.

"Baltha-zar ...?" The orange mech tasted his name, it sounded so strange. He never heard a name like that, and his pronunciation was ... Innovative? "I'm Rung," the mech said with a smile.

Balthazar smiled back

"Rung, you can get in" Red Alert tried to hide his impatience for rudeness.

Rung looked at his ex-patient and then at Balthazar. "I hope to meet you again," he said softly and then went off slowly.

Red Alert returned to his work "Next"

Balthazar stepped forward and continued smiling. In this world, being nice had its advantages, so I would try to be friendly without playing a joke on anyone.

"Name"

"Balthazar"

Red Alert raised an eyebrow. Very strange name, almost did not seem Cybertroniano, but still he looked for it in Autopedia. He found his name, and was surprised by that, hum ... he would search for hacking rates later. For now I would only read the history to see that there are no errors. Well, apparently this mech was a librarian who lived in Iacon, then joined the Autobot and was charged with protecting a neutral colony, from which, not very recently, he left to return to Cybertron upon learning that the war ended.

"Why did you decide to address?" The red mech asked.

"I want an adventure, that's all," said Balthazar.

Red Alert stared at him, the mech did not seem like a danger, but the most deadly danger always disguised itself as something harmless, but without proof, he could not do anything.

"You may come in"

This place was very spacious, dirty and smelled strange. Balthazar walked through the corridors in an exploration signal. Thinking about everything I had to do to change the course of history and how this would affect everything. It would be a domino that will not know if it's for good or bad, but what does it matter? He would only make sure that the things that bothered him did not happen. The angel kept walking, thinking about who to approach and the future dangers that the Lost Light would suffer. He smiled to remember Whirl, he liked that mech, he has that suicidal and crazy air that he loved, he also considered adding the circle of friends to Drift, he liked that ex-con, he was wise and he was a swordsman who made a nod to the Japanese culture. He also thought of Tailgate and Cyclonus, he loved them both, as did Rewind and Chromedome. He wrinkled his face remembering Rodimus, that mech seemed very ... ugh, unpleasant. He would love to make his life impossible now that he is here. He also thought of the First Aid doctor, that mech was a fun fanboy.

There were still ten minutes to take off. So he decided to move away from the area that would make many Autobot fly into space. I would not avoid that event, it was important to meet Skids, also for Cyclonus to board correctly. He noticed that he attracted the looks of many mech every time he passed by. Balthazar knew that his disguise was too attractive and that caught his attention. Surely many mech wanted to meet him. Balthazar paid no attention to them, nor was he bothered to attract the attention of a mech, he knew that these metallic beings had no gender despite using the "She and he", Like the angels.

The angel thought about the message that was sent from the past. Or future? However, if they listened to it, they would avoid many things and the course of history would change. Ugh, they would not trust Brainstorm, they would not know about the other Lost Light, they would not let the Skids get caught. It did not matter, Balthazar would not let anything happen to the Theorist.

There was a great shake, and Balthazar knew that it happened, many Autobot now fell into space. The angel gave him everything after that, they would make a stop and there would only be a few presentations. Balthazar tried to blink. Hell, I forgot the Sparkeater. The little monster would only swallow sparks on the ship, of insignificant characters. He also did not care about that. What should he do in the meantime? Hummm Oh! There was a surprise in the basement, or rather, someone in the basement ...