OK! Here's the deal. There are tons of super skilled fanfic writers out there and I have gotten several requests to "finish" the cliffhangers. So, I've decided to issue an offical challenge. Pick a plot, any plot that appeals to you. There is only one rule. You have to have the word WTF somewhere in the title, so that people know its part of the challenge. ANYTHING goes, that means you can take my plot idea and twist it any way you want. It can be as long or as short as you want it, from a ONESHOT to a multi chapter fic. I would rather not have my fic deleted, so I'm throwing in here that it has to follow the guidelines. I am challenging you to finish what I've started. So all you lovely fan fic writers out there. Get crackin.

-Love Love, Kiss Kiss, Toshi-

Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers. This is written for my twin sister Mirai, who is reading my fics and think's I'm insane. Love you sis. P.S None of these fics have anything to do with the others...

When 900 years you reach, look as good as I, you will not.
-- Yoda

"Out Loud"

"Com"

"PRIME! WE HAVE A SPACE BRIDGE PORTAL OF UNKNOWN ORIGIN OPENING EXACTLY 6 CLICKS FROM YOUR POSITION!"

"WHAT?!" Optimus slammed into Megatron again, struggling to gain leverage as the dark lord pummeled him.

"Scan's indicate..."

Optimus blinked as Megatron suddenly went limp against him, red eyes dimming as a smoke rose from his back. Optimus stared in complete awe at the massive mech who had just stepped through the space gate, aimed and fired. The autobot symbol blared proudly on his bright yellow chest as the strange mech subspaced his gun and met his optics. His spark sputtered as recognition hit him. But it couldn't be. The thrum of the Matrix within him explained everything. Another Prime. Dropping Megatron's lifeless form on the ground, he stepped forward. The other Prime's battle mask slid up, a grin crossing his strangely familiar face.

"Score one for me Megascrap!" The other Mech said cheerfully, still grinning.

Optimus Prime fought against the feelings welling up inside him as that voice filled his audio processors. It couldn't be, he was at the base. It wasn't possible. " Who..."

The other mech looked almost hurt "You don't recognize me?"

"It can't be... I ordered you to..." Optimus sputtered, still in shock. Megatron was dead. The war was over. In one fell swoop... This strange yellow mech had done it...

"You ordered the me from this time to stay at the base and out of harms way. Speaking of time, I don't have much, so let me explain." The strange yellow mech said softly.

Optimus nodded, forcing himself to hold back his questions.

"900 Years in the future... Megatron developed a weapon called a spark eradicator. It basically sucked the life out of a spark, combining it with his own to make him more powerful." The yellow Mech paused, his big blue optics narrowing with sorrow.

"He used it on you Optimus. The same spark that had given us hope when all hope was lost, was now being used to destroy us. Even the Matrix wasn't enough... Though I tried Optimus, I swear to you... I tried."

The yellow Mech hung his head. "I can think of nothing I would rather do, then carry on your legacy Optimus, but I'm not you. So, I came back in time to fix my mistakes, before I had a chance to make them. Optimus, he's killing everyone... The decepticons and the autobots. He's gone insane. I had to..."

"I understand..." Optimus said softly, his gaze moving to the lifeless corpse that was Megatron.

"Optimus! OPTIMUS WHERE ARE YOU?! SLAGGIN PIT WHOEVER YOU ARE PREPARE TA JOIN THA MATRIX!" Ironhide charged towards them, stopping as Optimus barked a command, keeping his cannons ready, until his optics met those of the yellow mechs.

"Bumblebee...What...?!" Ironhide stared at the massive yellow mech in front of him in disbelief.

Prime Bee smiled softly. "Its good to see you again Hide..."