Author's Notes: The Transformers and all related characters belong exclusively to Hasbro; the Omniversal Guardian Roma belongs to Marvel Comics, I make no claims to owning any of them whatsoever... Instead I have borrowed them all to create a story based off of the limited run toyline titled Transformers Universe, a series that piqued my creativity from the first and had limited creative stories centered around it; the extent of which belongs to the Botcon Convention Creators... My version is completely different from theirs as well as the story blurb mentioned on the back of the packaging; I hope you'll enjoy it.

The first six stories are written from the perspective of the first three Decepticons and first three Autobots that will become involved in the Universe conflict; each story shares similar scenes only from differing perspectives, as such you'll probably notice a lot of shared dialogue between them as I begin posting them. This series is also written in first person perspective because that's just how it came out; future stories will be told from the perspective of either an Autobot or a Decepticon and tell a specific story surrounding specific conflicts... I hope it will be a different look at the characters and franchise and will pique your curiosity... And now without further ado the first story.

Side-Note: If you're reading my Chrysalis story, which deals with a human by the name of Alain Desrochers and his trek into the Omniverse; well you'll notice certain scenes that relate to it in a way... If not; no big, you don't have to read the other story to enjoy this one, it's nothing more then an expansion of sorts that I tied to Chrysalis because I liken that large series of Novellas to my masterpiece and I like keeping fanfic canonicity so to speak.


The vast multitude of varying realities exist within an infinite amount of numbers, spaces and varying degrees of intellectual denizens; the entire Omniverse as it is sometimes called is governed over by the Omniversal Guardian known as Roma who took over this lofty position from her father Merlyn.
Those of Universes occupied by characters represented by the Marvel Comics company in a rather large number of alternate realities are the ones most commonly approached by Roma for missions to assist in keeping the balance of the Omniverse in check… All realities must contain a healthy mixture of good and evil, yin and yang, light and dark. On occasion there are instances where the Omniversal guardian must interact with those of the competitors' comic book companies; the most prominent being DC, however there are also universes where super heroes exist dealing with other fictional creators such as Image, Cross-Gen, Devil's Due, Dreamwave… A company defunct on Earth Prime due to bankruptcy, poor management and a rather inevitable downfall orchestrated perhaps by fate or a cruel intermediary from one of those multitude of alternate universes who enjoy meddling as it were.

Each reality is given a numbered designation based on the most prominent planetary body; there are countless zillions possibly more of universes with the designation Earth, Cybertron, Mobius, Mars, Eternia, Vulcan, Coruscant, Gaea, Etc… However for the purposes of this story only two planets need to be known about; that of Earth and Cybertron, for almost every Cybertron there is an Earth, thus you get such dual designations as Earth four thousand and fifteen and Cybertron four thousand and fifteen; some alternate realities after all wind up with more then simply one prominent planet where movers and shakers or notable characters live out their lives.

In the case of Cybertron there is a certain conflicting account of its' origin; some believe the Quintessons played a part in its' birth, others the Great God Primus, guardian of Light and the antithesis to the dark God of Chaos, Unicron, Devourer of Worlds. An infinite number of Primus' and Unicrons' exist; therein lies the problem, for countless eons these two Gods have fought one another throughout countless realties and involving any number of counterparts. Their constant confrontations however have resulted in a great imbalance to slowly begin creeping upon the Omniverse itself; an imbalance that could ultimately destroy all of creation including the twin Gods, thus Roma has approached representatives from one reality and expressed what some would call an ultimatum, settle upon one of each to represent their selves for the entire Omniverse thus eliminating the rest of their counterparts from existence… Or be wiped out entirely to preserve existence itself; thus our story begins within the nexus known as The Void…


Dark Nova was one of the many names Unicron used as an alias throughout the Omniverse; currently the entire number of Unicrons' were holding a meeting to decide on what course of action to best undertake, only a select few were involved in actually discussing their recourse, the rest watched on in silence until the voting was to take place.

"The Omniversal Guardian is the only being I would ever consider higher then myself." Violenijer stated; another representative and moniker of the Chaos Bringer.

"That is true; however we are not here to discuss her, in a sense… We must choose which of us will be the only Unicron left in existence, a Unicron Prime if you will." Sideways remarked; the purple, yellow and grey Decepticon was an avatar of sorts representing another aspect of the multitude of Chaos Bringers.

"There is only one of us who can assume such responsibilities." Unicron Nine Hundred and Twenty-Nine remarked; he originated from the Universe Earth Nine Hundred and Twenty-Nine and was currently monitoring a certain individual who shall remain nameless until his slight part in this tale unfolds. "I should take on the role of Unicron Prime; I am the least tainted by those who possess the power to destroy me, the rest of you have come into contact with the Matrix bearer enough times that you might not survive the transition of receiving all of our combined memories and knowledge." He added.

"Unicron Nine Twenty-Nine speaks truth." Dark Nova admitted with a slight growl. "Primus' accursed taint is more then capable of causing fluctuations in this development… However; how should we go about performing this merger?" He wondered shrewdly; Unicron Three Thousand smiled slightly, here there were no secrets after all.

"I propose a contest of sorts." The Fallen spoke up. "Let us pit Autobot against Decepticon in a brutal struggle for supremacy of the entire cosmos; of course we simply won't tell them that supremacy means both Us and Primus." He added with a chuckle.

"An excellent idea; it would serve to prolong the existence of multiple Unicrons, long enough for some of our current plans to reach their ultimate conclusions." Sideways concurred with a nod as he crossed his arms over his chest manifold.

"But first; we must stipulate a few ground rules that Primus would have to conform to; it wouldn't be much of a sport if the army was just thrown together all at once after all." Violenijer noted with a sly smile; Dark Nova nodded in agreement.

"Yes; there shall be no Megatron or Galvatron to lead the Decepticons, I do not trust one of their ilk to perform to our specifications." He began; Unicron Five Hundred plucked a data collecting device from the nether and began to input this information.

"Agreed." Violenijer stated. "Matrix Bearers should not be allowed either, at least in the beginning; save for our own Dark Matrix bearers." He continued with a knowing gleam in his optic.

"Primus must begin by culling dead heroes from the Matrix while we must start with living individuals; merely to ah, spice things up I think." The Fallen chimed in with a dark cackle of his own; Unicron Five Hundred noted this.

"No humans." Unicron Nine Hundred Twenty-Nine stated emphatically. "They are far too unpredictable to be allowed in this contest of wills, so to speak, and besides I do not wish for his current herald to become involved." He elaborated with a glower; The Fallen nodded alongside many others in the background and accepted this without question.

"Are there any other rules we should stipulate before going to Primus?" Sideways questioned; a silence fell over the others as they thought carefully over this query, finally a tiny fragment of Unicron from a distant reality known as Primacron spoke up.

"There can be no interference on either of our parts; all we should be allowed to do is introduce the new players and, ah… How shall I put this; enjoy the entertainment." He stated; a chorus of dark laughter rang out from the collected Unicrons' and the final rule was noted.

"If there is no further business." Dark Nova began only to be stopped by Violenijer.

"Just one more thing; where will this competition take place?" He wondered; the others grew silent as that conundrum presented itself, the chosen battlefield would have to be one that was no longer habited by its' own Cybertronians who would undoubtedly meddle with the events.

"Cybertron One Thousand Three Hundred is currently devoid of all life; save a few who are either in stasis awaiting a day for reactivation or currently suffering from prolonged exposure to vacuum." The Fallen informed; the others nodded in acceptance.

"We have all reached agreement then; Sideways take our decisions to Primus and Roma, Unicron Nine Hundred Twenty-Nine." Violenijer began. "Seeing as how you shall become Unicron Prime once this confrontation has ended; I suggest that you be the one to monitor it and cull the Omniverse for our soldiers." He finished with a hard gleam in his optic; The Unicron in question nodded understandably and began to consider what was to be done.

"As you wish my fellow counterparts, rest assured; this final glorious conflict shall be one for the history books, rife with chaotic devastation." He proclaimed; a few of his counterparts laughed darkly at this while others simply faded away, until only three remained.

"There is something I have just started on planet Earth of my reality; it shall not require your monitoring Nine Hundred Twenty-Nine." Unicron Fourteen Fifty informed.

"This should become a most pleasant distraction from our imminent merger, Roma will most likely see through the deception we have envisioned; however I do not think she will mind very much." Dark Nova stated; Unicron Nine Hundred Twenty-Nine accepted his wisdom with a nod and then proceeded to begin the preparations that would be needed, first he had to find the perfect leader who could be controlled. Until then however a suitable template would do just as well; and serve to cloud the issue further, so to speak.


Prologue

The Transformers; More Than Meets the Eye…

I twisted the dial of my brilliantly crafted temporal device and re-checked the calculations; all was going according to plan and soon I would prevent the destruction of my Empire, this time. All was going precisely as I had hoped when the alert klaxons began to roar; one of my minions attempted to contact me, I never bothered to address them by name. I was just about to respond when everything around me began to sway and change; it was as if the world was dieing and rebuilding itself all at the same time, and then total eclipse of nothingness.

Autobots wage their battle to destroy the evil forces of… The Decepticons…

I was swift in recovering my senses; he stood before me, the smaller avatar form of Unicron known by many assumed names. It was a manifestation of his robot mode crafted from the swirling masses of dark energies that comprised his very soul; only the true elite of his followers were ever gifted with bearing witness to this form. At once I lowered myself to one knee my wings sweeping out behind me, I lowered my optics in respect and servitude for I was nothing more then his follower; and would remain such forevermore.

"You may rise Razorclaw." He stated a smile indicated in his tone; I complied with his request and waited for the orders I knew to be imminent, it was the only thing one did in such a situation. "Greetings loyal warrior; you are my trusted follower, and therefore you have been chosen to aid me." He informed.

"How can a lowly one such as I aid the great and powerful Unicron, my Master?" I inquired knowing that to him perhaps I was laying it on a tad thick, but I really couldn't care less if he thought so little of me; as long as I could serve his task swiftly and return to my own mission. I needed to restore my Cybertron so I could have a place to rule; a seat of power if you will for my Empire.

"You have been chosen to lead my army against that of Primus; we have made a bargain to end our long standing feud." He replied moving as he spoke and placing a hand upon my shoulder; I was amazed that he would deem me appropriate to bestow such an honor upon me, I who was little more then a pawn in his optics.

"Of course my master; I shall not disappoint." I stated lowering my head briefly in a sign of acceptance.

"And now to locate your followers." Unicron stated turning to face a different corner of the room; this is when I took note of my surroundings and realized that we were within the brain chamber of the planet form of the great God itself, the video monitors were situated behind me. Unicron raised his hands and dark energies began to coalesce; I watched this in fascination for I had never seen such an act before, nor likely would again.
"Arise my fallen heralds; your services are required." He called out; three shapeless forms began to appear much to my surprise, two of the forms appeared quickly creating strange looking units. One was a dark green, blue and orange and the other was black with goldish hued armor; the third proved larger he towered above the others though did not dwarf my own considerable bulk. His armor was a mixture of aquamarine and dark blue as well as beige coloring.

"These are to be my warriors?" I wondered skeptically; they hardly looked competent enough.

"No; they have already died in my service and are not eligible, only Primus may choose dead warriors at the onset of this contest." The liege Unicron informed as the three warriors maneuvered into supplicant poses; I wondered then what use they could possibly serve, Unicron smiled and turned to the short unit with the backwards legs and the transparent green wings.

"How may I serve you lord Unicron?" He asked; I was exceptionally curious to hear the answer to that question myself, but I patiently awaited his words. He turned partially to the screens as images began to play over them; they were of a planet I failed to recognize, disgusting organic creatures moved about their mundane lives.I had nothing against organics; they made great templates for beast modes and actually tasted pretty good, but a planet full of organics seemed to be overkill.

"Scourge, you will be sent to this point in time in this particular reality." Unicron explained; Scourge nodded as images of Transformers began to play over the central screen. "These units are your target; you have been gifted with the ability to enhance those who are inferior, the one who can defeat you shall be the one chosen." He explained; the image then froze on another Transformer a frilled lizard that was eating the carcass of a dead beast.
"This one shows promise." Unicron stated with a knowing voice that Scourge appeared to miss; he nodded in understanding and a swirling purple vortex appeared beside him.

"I shall not fail you my liege; General Razorclaw." Scourge stated addressing the both of us before vanishing into the vortex; Unicron smiled and now turned to the larger of the remaining warriors. Images of Cybertron now graced the viewers and the unit in question took them in with complete seriousness.

"Shokaract; past bearer of the Decepticon Matrix of Conquest, you have an identical task to that of your companion Scourge." Unicron revealed; I rolled my optics at the use of his full title, which came off as a tad too theatrical in my book, Shokaract grinned lustily as an image of a female Maximal appeared on screen… How did I know the name of that faction?

"Oh; I like her." He remarked with a low growl; how disgusting, how could some of these Cybertronians experience those loquacious emotional desires?

"Just get going!" Unicron snapped as another vortex shimmered to life; Shokaract gave a quick bow and leapt through.

"So what task am I to perform?" The final unit wondered; Unicron turned to him and I rolled my optics at the obvious response, this one would most likely be another go forth and get killed arrangement.

"You Ravage, shall have a grander task to complete; first I shall send you to procure other warriors, as well as deal with a particular thorn in my side." Unicron replied startling me; perhaps I had jumped to conclusions to rapidly. The final vortex opened now and Ravage leapt through; I turned to regard Unicron once more questions formulating within my circuits, he seemed to sense my inquisitive attitude.
"Now we wait, but first; I shall explain everything." He stated beckoning me from the room and striding into the shadows of his physical body; I was quick to follow, this could take some time.

The Transformers; Robots in Disguise… The Transformers; More Than Meets the Eye, The Transformers…

Razorclaw

I sat in the dark of the obelisk silently observing their progress; Reptilion proved promising as far as Decepticons went, however I had a feeling his sister Black Arachnia could become a liability. Love was the strongest emotion a female could experience; and once they had a taste for it, they could never be truly counted upon for retaining their loyalties. And yet she had managed to defeat Shokaract; the one time bearer of the Matrix of Conquest, I decided long before the duo arrived on my doorstep to see just what exactly she'd do upon our imminent first encounter with the Autobots. They entered the main foyer of the Spire and I began to tap my fingers against the armrest in impatience; I was far more interested in engaging Primal then wasting time explaining frivolities to these, so called lieutenants.
They arrived relatively quickly and for that I was eternally grateful; I waited briefly as they both took in the sights of our central command structure before revealing myself to them.

"Greetings Reptilion, Black Arachnia I see Unicron saw fit to bestow upon my personage two extraordinary units for my lieutenants." I stated as I slowly turned to examine them in person; their expressions amused me to say the least. "After all not many can claim to have bested two of the Chaos Bringers Heralds." I added with a knowing smile; that fact alone was why I had decided to openly accept them with such a generous nature, those who could defeat the heralds of Unicron were most certainly fit to be under my command.

"Tigerhawk?" Black Arachnia gasped in apparent shock; I growled low in my throat so that they wouldn't hear me and adopted as neutral an expression as I could muster.

"Negative Ms. Arachnia; I merely resemble that Maximal unit, I am Razorclaw the leader of this new Decepticon army." I returned with a carefully crafted smile; she seemed a tad put off by that, but it was really unimportant in the grand scheme of things. This war would be the war to end all wars; and so naturally it made sense that a true general be in soul command of everything.

"An army of three." Reptilion pointed out perhaps a tad more cockily then he had intended to.

"For the moment." I began rising to my full imposing height while clasping my hands behind my back and turning to examine the numerous monitors at my beck and call; more to hide the angry expression I now let play across my features, how dare Unicron and Primus allow our armies to begin with such paltry sums… How could either God expect one to win under such restrictive limitations? "But Unicron has assured me that more Decepticons shall join us as time and situations permit; we shall become the conquerors of the entire Multiverse." I added after composing myself; I listened to their brief conversation, if it could be called that, in silence. I was more interested in getting on with this foolishness; and then of course the alarms began to blare, the Autobots were precisely on time.
"Ah the Autobots have arrived; shall we go to meet our chosen adversaries." I suggested assuming beast mode and circling above them briefly before glancing down with a dark smile; I let my tongue play out in anticipation of the fun this would entail and also to unnerve the both of them. "Decepticons follow me to Victory!" I exclaimed allowing the echoing nature of the room to expand upon my ego slightly and also instill a hint of further terror and unease amongst my new troops, they would not soon forget this; of that I was quite certain.


My warriors leapt from my back as I continued to hover above the chosen battlefield within Iacon city; Primal stood opposite me eyeing my imposing form with slight anger on his features, I grinned openly and swept my wings back tossing a violent breeze his way ruffling his fur.

"Ah Optimus Primal." I stated in an almost perceptively cheery tone; no reason to allow my true persona free reign in this instant, besides I was looking forward to the coming confrontation.

"Razorclaw." He returned with a curt nod; ever the polite fool, Primus had chosen an obvious weakling to lead his forces and I could not wait to end this war. How unfortunate that death was absent from Cybertron until such time as we achieved a more… Shall we say expanded army?

"What was it your old adversary once said?" I wondered tilting my head to one side in a show of thought; naturally I already knew everything about my enemy, at least everything Unicron felt was pertinent. "Ah yes." I exclaimed plucking the phrase from my inner memory banks. "You will forgive any paraphrasing of course… Across the Multiverse it has all boiled down to this; tooth to tooth, claw to claw… Yesssss." I finished relishing the look Primal shot me after my quotation was concluded; a voice cut through the silence, Black Arachnia had finally come to the realization who stood before us, or at least who she perceived him to be I hardly paid it much mind at first, but now was not the time for her to rekindle old love affairs.
"Enough of this benign waste of time." I snapped landing in between both soldiers glaring briefly at the widow. "Let the very battle for the ultimate prize commence this day, Decepticons Transform and Attack!" I cried out.

"Autobots! Take them down." Primal countered; converting from beast mode instantly I charged the now airborne Primal, this would not only prove most enlightening, but it would offer quite the amusement. My wing tips swept forward and unleashed twin missiles that collided with Primal's own initial volley; the detonation was swift and calculated, I dove through the broiling inferno and fired my gatling guns upon the much smaller unit. Primal however was not in my direct line of fire anymore and the shots went wide; with a curse I dodged more missile fire and raised my right hand, this contest was uneven to say the least. I possessed the superior firepower; and compared to the Autobot leaders of old, I dwarfed Primal considerably even in the air. The plasma bursts from the weapon attached to my right hand streaked across Primal's back searing fake fur; yet he wasn't effectively injured, unhooking my rocket launchers I tried to blow out his jump jets, but he proved quicker then I would have given him credit for.
I could have gone all out; considering I was already using every weapon at my disposal, but where was the fun in unleashing my weather controlling powers upon the puny Autobot? So much more rewarding to eliminate him with my bare hands; even though eliminating him at this junction was ultimately impossible, removing one of my wing tip missiles I triggered the elongation. It expanded into a long shafted spear and I twirled it around single handedly in anticipation of hand to hand combat; Primal detached his swords and brandished them, there was no need for words in this clash of titans. I would definitely enjoy this; we charged through the air swiftly and collided, the spear shaft shuddered at the connection of his blades. I grinned wickedly and spun the weapon jabbing at his chest only to be turned aside; I slashed diagonally downwards, but his sword edge caught the edge of the spear and turned it just enough to slightly unbalance me.
I bashed the butt into his shoulder followed with a surprise blast from my rocket launcher sending his swords falling to the ground, no sense fighting fairly after all; I wasn't his former colleague Dinobot and had no use for honor. The left panel on his wrist popped open and twin missiles impacted the hand clutching my launcher blowing it to pieces and scattering the remains to the pavement below; they also happened to shred the transparent red windshield on my right arm, a remnant of my former vehicle form, my reformat into this bestial form had not been exact. I growled in pain even as the right panel flew open; the missile launcher inside slid behind a panel revealing an odd mace weapon, which flew out via compression launcher and landed hilt first in his left hand, the weapon in question was shaped oddly like a skull. He began to spin it with practiced ease; the weapon had not been part of his original armaments, at least not according to the information supplied by Unicron. Perhaps Optimus Primal or Primus was taking a page from ancient history, Optimus Prime and Megatron had battled with energon weapons long ago; true this wasn't composed of Energon, but it was similar.
The skull shaped head of the mace collided with my chest and succeeded in cracking it revealing the Decepticon symbol hidden beneath; I grimaced in pain and clutched the wound briefly before I jammed the spear into his own chest. He pulled off the blade and came at me again; this time I caught the mace, wrapping the chain around my spears' shaft. This proved foolish on my part and I would be the first to admit it; Primal yanked back hard and sent my spear sailing away, then he bashed me in the chest again before strangely enough stowing his mace.

"Hand to hand; how quaint." I mocked diving in hard and fast; I connected with his jaw, or more accurately his whole head and shot his spinning form a smug smirk, only to be bashed upside the head for my over confident failing. He was fast for a flyer with no wings and of course a unit his size; swinging out again I connected with his next punch my larger fist shattering linkages in his arm and shoulder under the impact. While we clashed I prepared my remaining rocket launcher for another sneak attack; his eyes widened briefly as though he was hearing something or someone before briefly shooting me with a frustrated look; then he began to return to the ground.

"Autobots' fall back!" He ordered; I noted the reactions of his troops and mine from my vantage point judging how they felt towards the sudden cessation of hostilities, how disappointing though he hadn't decided to stay very long after all. Reverting to beast mode I too returned to the ground joining my troops; who were in the middle of good natured sibling jibbing, how disgusting.

"They shall think twice before returning to Iacon for another confrontation I think." I noted as I began to prune my feathers slightly; Reptilion eyed me curiously, but it was his sister that spoke first.

"The war has begun." She stated quite prophetically; this brought a smile to my lips as I contemplated the battlegrounds of Cybertron that the future held for us all.

"Not just a war sister." Reptilion countered his fear audible to my audios; though apparently his sisters' weren't as attuned as my own. "This is to be the ultimate clash and the possibilities are… Limitless." He finished.

"Indeed Reptilion, but we shall be ready for whatever pathetic personages Primus chooses for his side." I stated taking care not to reveal certain information that I alone was privy to.

"And whatever Unicron chooses for us." The she-spider added intriguing me with her boldness. "Decepticons; at least some of them can be notorious traitors after all." She elaborated; how amusing that the known traitor would let slip such an obvious and dangerous thought.

"Indeed fair widow." I intoned eyeing her with a knowing look; she turned her gaze to the horizon and the retreating Autobots, oh yes I would have to watch this one carefully; and such a shame too. It had been quite a few years since I'd enjoyed the simple pleasures a female companion could offer, if I wasn't mistaken the last had been a young nubile thing called Minerva. Ah well; so long as she kept in line no need to concern myself then, now if only Ravage was doing his job adequately enough I had a feeling we'd be needing soldiers very soon.


The Transmetal Two panther landed on his feet among the bones of Megatron's warehouse on an alternate Cybertron; he brushed his fur off slightly with his tongue before glancing out at the desolation of his first stop. Here he was to locate the next two additions for the lord Unicrons' army; and if everything he'd been told was true, then he had the perfect candidates in mind. With a soft growl he took off vanishing into the shadows as he made his way towards the massive amalgamated throne sitting atop the tallest tower; time to do some recruiting.


Unicron's essence left the decayed body of the long dead counterpart he'd borrowed when recruiting the first of his army; now was the time to return to other plans, he could trust that Razorclaw would be doing his best on Cybertron One Thousand Three Hundred. Now however; he had to return to his own reality of Earth Nine Hundred and Twenty-Nine in order to ensure that the Tripredacus Council and Tarantulas weren't getting into any trouble, and also to continue his observations of the herald Primus had recently come in contact with.

"The battle has only just begun." He remarked to himself as he traversed the Omniversal pathways. "And soon; there will be only one." He added with a chuckle, for he knew that Roma's ultimatum meant that no matter what; for the rest of eternity there would always be Unicron and Primus…

The Beginning

Ladies and Gentlemen; the Transformers Universe conflict has begun... Please let me know what you've thought of this wonderful story, it's taken me quite some time to return to it from the long hiatus I'd placed upon it, but now... Well I'm just happy to share what I have available to all.