Hello. To those who've been following this fanfic or any who remember reading it, I apologize for this long hiatus. I admit that as a first timer here, this crossover was a bit over ambitious for me, especially with coming to the decision of bringing two different Transformers series together to meet with Claymore. With this multitude of characters, and many of them being duplicates to each other, you can tell that the most difficult task here will be cohesion and balance between the cast.

But, I won't give up on my first fanfic. My plan is to just go with the flow, and see what comes to mind as I go. So I would appreciate any and all constructive criticism and ideas that any of you have. So with all in mind set, on with the show!

Disclaimer: All rights belong to the creators of both Transformers franchises(Prime and Animated) and the Claymore franchise.

Concerning differentiation between the Transformers counterparts.

Transformer(A)=Animated character

Transformer(P)=Prime character

As Sari waved her goodbyes to the villagers seeing them off, she managed to jump off Bumblebee's(A) roof and slide into the window of the front seat. As they drove off, she took inventory of the hefty bag they received from the greatful people. How sweet of them the teen cyborg thought, looking over the large supply of food and money. Before she could contemplate any further, she was brought out of her thoughts by the questioning autobot. "So, what did they tell you about this place?" Bumblebee(A) asked.

Flashback

"Yes we live in a rather large continent" the village chief told Sari. Both he, his wife, and Sari were sitting in the dining room of their house. As the three were sitting inside, Bumblebee(A) decided to sit outside(for obvious reasons) and play with the village kids(the chief's son among them) by showing off his car mode and blasters. One particular stunt the autobot pulled was shooting his blasters into the air to give off a dazzling display of fireworks. Needless to say, the entire village was awed by the spectacle. Sari gave a small smile before turning to the couple before her. "Yep, we humans have been make a living off this land since as long as I can remember" the chief continued. "But it's no peaceful living though, as you saw with that monster you just fought."

"You mean the thing that almost killed your son." Sari said with a dark tone, not so much a question but a wordy repeat of the events that recently transpired. The chief's wife joined the conversation. "Yes" she added. "Those horrible creatures are what we call Yoma, and we've had the unfortunate 'pleasure' of coexisting with such evil beings ever since."

"Yoma are powerful monsters" the chief said. "Their strength far surpasses that of a regular human, their speed allows them to move faster than the normal eye can follow, and their most fearsome trait is the ability to blend in to the human crowd by appearing to look like regular people themselves. All this coupled with the fact that Yoma have a near endless appetite for human flesh, and well you've got yourself a nasty blend for terrible living conditions.

"That's horrible" Sari said. "How do you guys deal with such creatures if they're so powerful that no normal human can fight them?"

"Ah, but that's the thing child." The chief revealed "We do have something that can deal with Yoma. See, there's this shady group that simply calls themselves the 'Organization' and, with the right price, they manage the Yoma population for us. They do this by sending out a group of warriors called Claymores." Sari recalled what the creature said to her. "Yeah that Yoma did call me a Claymore." The chief nodded, as if understanding for a moment why the Yoma thought Sari was a Claymore. "Claymores are an all women group of warriors, not a man to be found in their ranks. As far as I know, they're the only ones capable of going toe-to-toe with Yoma." Sari had an inquisitive look on her face, wondering how these Claymores could fight Yoma if the latter was beyond human strength and speed like the couple told her. As if reading her mind, the chief revealed to Sari the reason why. "Claymores can go up against Yoma for one reason: They're half Yoma themselves." The young cyborg went wide eyed at this revelation. "Wait what?" she gasped.

End Flashback

Sari continued her recollection of the conversation to Bee(A), from the revelation of the mysterious Claymores to the end where the couple wished her and her 'giant friend' good luck on their journeys. "We don't really need to know where you're from sweetie" the chief's wife had told her. "All that matters is that you and your friend are good people, and we'll forever be greatful to you both for rescuing our son and our village."

"Hmm" was all the autobot said the second Sari ended her recollection. He then followed up with an "are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

"Alternate universe?" Sari asked.

"Alternate universe."

Sari gave off a sigh, remembering when she, her autobots and the decepticons of her world were transported to the Prime world. The cyborg vaguely remembered the lecture on alternate universes from her professor bot, and all she could recall was how boring the lesson was. "Well, alternate universe or not" Bumblebee(A) said, "we have to find our friends. I bet they were transported to this place aswell."

"Yeah" Sari agreed. "Along with the cons too."

"Man" Bee(A) continued "I really bad for these humans. They already have it rough with these Yoma monsters terrorizing them, they don't need some trigger happy decepticons blasting up the place aswell." The autobot gave an audible shudder at the thought of Lugnut's explosive punches. "Which is why we need to find the Primes and the others" Sari said with a determined tone. "If we can get the group together, then we can bring the fight to the cons before they even dare to hurt these people." Bumblebee(A) took notice of her change in tone and agreed "Yeah Sari, let's bring the fight to the cons!...Wait"

"What is it Bee?" Sari asked with a concerned expression. "How are we gonna explain you being here to the bossbots?" The autobot suddenly became distressed at the thought of two angry, scolding Primes. "Oh." Sari scratched the back of her head at the same thought. "We'll think of something. For now, let's focus on finding them."

"Right" Bumblebee(A) agreed, activating his energon sensors and opening his transmitters to pick up any autobots on their journey. As the two drove off into the plains, a figure watched them drive by on a nearby hill. This person had the clear slender figure of a young woman in her mid-teens, her attire consisting of a tight light greyish suit. She had armored shoulder pads, armored leggings, and flowing white cape. Her straight, pale hair was worn in two bunches to both sides of her head. Her most notable feature however, was the large sword on her back, obscured by the cape. The girl followed the strange creature driving across the plains with cold but curious silver eyes. This women was without a doubt based on the elders' explanation to Sari, a Claymore. What strange creatures, I've never seen such beings before. The Claymore thought. Not only that, but they took care of that Yoma before I could get to it. Hmm…I'll follow them a little bit longer before I report back to the Organization. With that thought, the silver eyed warrior suddenly disappeared from sight. Any normal human would've thought she had teleported.

Aboard the Nemesis

The cannon armed Prime version of the decepticon known as Shockwave was working on two fronts aboard the ship, though this did little to bother or stress the highly intelligent scientist. On one hand, he assisted with checking the ship's systems, recalibrating anything that he could through the terminals in his lab. The other task, and one that was far more important to him, was monitoring the status of the growing predacon cyber embryoes within their tubes. He had originally planned on transporting the growing beasts to his offsite laboratory, which he would've done this instant, were it not for the fact that earlier a decepticon troop monitoring the planet told him that they were no longer on Earth. The scientist immediately came to the conclusion that they had been transported to some other world, and his guess was that despite the disappearance of autobots, they must be somewhere on this new planet as well.

Shockwave(P) continued to engross himself in his work until the lab doors opened and the figure of Prime Starscream stormed through. "Still attending to the wellbeing of your wretched beasts" the seeker rudely interrupted, "While our master and his duplicate are still missing?!" Shockwave(P) didn't bother to look up from his work to address Starscream(P), which further irritated the decepticon commander. Before Starscrem(P) could open his mouth again to give another scolding, the scientist bothered his voice speakers to address his fellow commander. "I have been ordered by lord Megatron(P) himself to continue the moderation of Project Predacon, even in his absence." Starscream(P) stood in silence, as he knew that to disobey an order from Megatron(P), even an indirect one, was of serious consequence, as he knew that all too well from past experiences. "Besides" Shockwave(P) continued, "would it not be more logical for the commander of military operations to continue monitoring the whereabouts of our liege, rather than interrupt my work?" Starscream(P) made an odd sound that was between a stutter and a growl. Not only was he unable to counter Shockwave's(P) retort, but he had also called him out on neglecting to do his part in finding the Megatrons! The seeker was so infuriated that he had to restrain himself from raising both his arms and firing the mounted missiles at the scientist's one eyed face.

Just then, two more figures walked into the room. This con's name was also Shockwave, but unlike his counterpart, he was far slimmer in body tone and lacked a cannon for an arm. Besides him was the lithe, faceless Prime version of Soundwave, who currently had two beeping icons on his featureless glass plating in place of a face. "Commander. My counterpart" Animated Shockwave addressed both. "What is it?" Starscream(P) growled at the other version of the hated scientist. "It appears that Soundwave has picked up on two energy signatures. One belonging to the autobots, and the other to the predacon."

"Excellent!" The seeker triumphantly said as he pointed to one of the icons. "Contact Lugnut and Blitzwing and have them converge on that location. If there's a chance that those wretched autobots are holding both our masters hostage, have them scrapped into oblivion!"

"And have a group locate the predacon aswell." Prime Shockwave said. The decepticons were beginning to reorganize themselves, and this did not bode well for either the autobots or the new world.

Somewhere in a snowy forest

Prowl and Animated Bulkhead continued their trek through the snow, inner sensors put on high alert to detect any autobot or decepticon signature. As the two continued walking, Bulkhead(A) couldn't help but express his concerns out loud. "I really hope everyone else is okay" he said. "Especially poor Bee(A). Little guy's not as tough as beebybee". Prowl simply turned to stare at Bulkhead, as if to pin the large autobot for doubting their version of the yellow autobot. Bulkhead(A) immediately caught on and raised both hands in defense. "N-not that doubt him or anything!" he stuttered, then sighed. "I just really hope my best friend's still online is all." Prowl could only sympathize with Bulkhead(A). He too worried about the others, especially their Bumblebee. The smaller autobot simply walked towards his large friend and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder(or close to as high as he could). "I'm worried too, Bulk(A)" Prowl said. "But we know everyone will be able to toughen through the situation"

"Yeah" Bulkhead(A) agreed. "We're all autobots afterall." Prowl gave Bulkhead(A) a warm smile, but instantly frowned as he turned to the direction in front of him, taking a defensive stance. The larger autobot also stood alert from his smaller comrade's position. "What is it?" he said. "Is it the decepticons?" Prowl however, did not answer him, save for a quick "shhh".

"No" he finally answered. "But…I'm not sensing anything from them…save for the fact that they're organic…and very large."

"Huh?" was all the green bot could say before Prowl pushed him down a bit. 'What was that for?!" Bulkhead(A) asked, before Prowl said "quick Bulk, find a place to hide. Conceal yourself." Finding it too urgent to question what Prowl meant, Bulkhead(A) decided to bury himself in a large patch of snow. Great, and just when I got all the snow out of my joints he grumbled in his head. Meanwhile, Prowl quickly vaulted himself high onto a tree branch large enough to support him, and began to scan the surrounding area. He stood motionless, looking throughout the forest for what he had sense earlier. After what seemed like an eternity of waiting and watching, Prowl began to descend from the tree, letting out a small, sharp sigh. Must be imagining things he thought. Time suddenly came to a slow as Prowl's natural senses flared. He turned in midair only to see a large figure lunge at him, tackling him to the ground and pinning him with a pair of insectoid arms. The creature stood on two hind legs, four arms, and possessed an insectoid head. "Prowl!" Bulkhead(A) screamed. The compound eyed creature turned its head only to see a metal sphere fly towards its face, immediately knocking it off of Prowl. The small autobot quickly got to his feet and delivered a roundhouse kick to the already advancing insect monster. Bulkhead(A) rant up to Prowl, battle stance at the ready as they both saw the creature pull itself up again. "What is that thing" the larger autobot asked. Both he and Prowl were immediately surprised when the creature actually spoke back. "I was about to ask the same thing." It said.

Before the two autobots could do anything, they suddenly found themselves surrounded by 3 other creatures. All of them organic, large, and monstrous. One particularly bulky beast stood taller than the rest, and approached the two autobots menacingly. It, like the others of its kind, was vaguely humanoid. Its skin was armored and colored in a sickly green. From its human shaped reptilian head, two yellow slit eyes glared maliciously at the two figures before it. "Who…are you two?" it growled from a deep inhuman voice.

"Uh, Bulkhead(A)" Prowl began towards his larger friend.

"Yeah Prowl?"

"What's that word your other version likes to say a lot when we're in a tough situation?"

"Oh scrap."

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And that's the end of this chapter! I apologize if you find this cliffhanger ending something to be desired, but I have to admit to myself that for my first fic, this is a pretty big story. With such a multitude of characters, the biggest problem for me here is knowing how to balance and alternate between such a large cast. Basically I have the ideas and plans for the plot, I just need to know how to organize them as my next step.

Still, as my first fanfic I won't stop, and I'll continue along the best I can and see how things go from there. Again, constructive criticism is welcome (no flaming though) and if you want to help this first timer with any ideas, I would greatly appreciate it. Until next time.