A/N: Some death, violence and finally a fraggin' battle scene!! XD Sorry it's taken me so long with this, I fail at battle scenes. This is un-beta'd so bear with me please.

And have some Jazz heroics ^__^

SG Earth

Jazz snarled at the repetition of his initial threat. He whirled on Starscream and fired his weapon, only to be tackled by a flash of red as Ironhide barreled into him at full force sending his shot wide and them crashing hard into the floor.

Starscream readied his weapons and raised his voice over the din of the grappling mech. "ATTAAAACKK!!"

The Decepticons turned on their stunned captors and all out chaos broke out.

Jazz shot a glance at Prime who gave a subtle short nod. The visored mech nodded and launched himself into the fray. His speed and agility taking a lot of the Autobots by surprise as he tackled them one on one.

"Autobots." Prime's voice was sullen. "Aim to maim, not kill." He drew his weapon and followed after Jazz.

The two aerial bots leapt into the sky and began taking pot shots at vulnerable Autobots, making sure just to injure them.

First Aid took a deep intake and from his cover behind a rock formation started taking aim where he could. He hissed when he saw Ironhide receive a cheap shot from the alternate Jazz, dropping heavily to the ground. Making sure to stay low, he ran to the fallen mech and tried to haul him out of the way.

Ironhide snarled and grabbed his arm. "Don't bother, just patch me up 'Aid. I'll be fine."

"But?"

"Just do it!"

First Aid frantically did as he was told, and managed to seal off Ironhide's injury stifling the flow of energon. The red mech was up on his feet and back into the fray once more. Leaving First Aid to shake his head. A flash and a cry sounded out from his left and gathering his kit, he rushed off to lend aid to the Decepticons who were less used to an all out battle and had taken injuries already.

Skywarp, joined the alternate Thundercracker in the sky and began to mow down Autobots with deadly precision. He heard the other jet laugh coldly.

"Impressive!" He called out. "Let's show them what we can both do." He grinned and dive bombed towards the battle below.

Skywarp smirked and followed from the opposite direction. The two jets crossed in the air slowing down only long enough to let rip with their weapons. They had no such inclination not to offline and offline they did. They performed a terrifying feat of aerial acrobatics, sending the Autobots below into a a dizzying panic as they tried to figure out where the next attack from above was coming from.

Prime headed for Megatron and hauled him out of the way of the battle. The silver mech stared up at him incredulously.

"I thought you said you wouldn't help us."

Prime's expression was grim. "The situation has changed. Now stay here you're too injured to fight."

Megatron grabbed onto the large mech's shoulder and hauled himself to his feet. "Ha! Prime the day I spend a battle on my back is the day I lay down for the Autobots. And that is not happening as long as I have my spark."

Optimus couldn't help but smile. "Spoken with courage. If only the Megatron I know was so dedicated."

"The Megatron you know is a fool." Leaning on Optimus he readied his cannon. "Work with me?"

Prime gave a short determined nod. "I'm with you."

The two leaders made a formidable team as more Autobots poured over the ridge. Covering each other's afts and still barking orders to their respective teams. They picked off Autobots with their weapons until it became impossible to do so. Then they grappled with a group of Autobots who considered themselves capable of taking down the two leaders.

"When will Autobots learn Prime?" Megatron called back over his shoulder as he sent another Autobot crashing into the dust.

"I have no idea what you mean." Prime shouted back, twisting as he did so and launching another 'bot into the rock face.

"You'll never win anything if you don't fight dirty!"

Prime merely shook his head as he blocked a strike from a much smaller mech and charging him fiercely. "Skill Megatron we'll use skill."

The silver mech let out a sharp noise of laughter and fired his cannon at a group of charging Autobots.

Starscream practically flew at the alternate Jazz, almost receiving a shot in the wing for his trouble, from the new Jazz.

"Watch it mech! What are you tryin' t'do?!" Jazz yelled fiercely.

Starscream turned and glared. "He's mine."

Jazz merely raised up his hands and headed off to give Ironhide some relief. "With pleasure. Don't get slagged alright?!"

Starscream smirked and turned back to the currently preoccupied Autobot. "Don't intend to."

Firing his boosters he flew at the visored mech and snatched him from the grasp of one of his subordinates. He soared high into the air clutching tightly onto the struggling 'bot.

"Ya think ya can take me 'screamer!?" The mech yelled up at him, only to snarl in frustration when he was ignored. He pulled out a blade, taking a quick glance below him and hacked into one of the appendages.

Starscream hissed but didn't relinquish his grip. He tossed Jazz into the air and skillfully transformed completely and grabbed him by the throat. "For everything you've ever done to me." His voice was low, quiet, dangerous. "Let's see how well you fly."

Jazz's visor brightened considerably in shock as Starscream let him go. His tanks lurched as weightlessness hit him and he tumbled out of the sky. He cried out as he spun and saw how high Starscream had taken them. "Slag."

Starscream watched with dark satisfaction as the evil Autobot fell.

Activating his comm Jazz screamed at Powerglide to get him. Soon enough the red mech was in sight and Jazz felt a surge of relief, only to roar in rage as Skywarp intercepted the 'bot and took out his wings, sending him into a free fall.

"NOOOO!!" Jazz flailed wildly as the ground rapidly approached, off lining his optics at the last moment, before he greeted the ground.

SG Cybertron

Prowl left the room with a vaguely smug smirk. The seeker wasn't going to be going anywhere, for a while at least. He made his way to the ARC and stood to the side with calculating optics as the black and white mech screamed in agony within its chamber.

Nobody really understood what the ARC did to a mech's systems, only that it was a punishment you did not want to receive. The few that had been subjected to it, had barely spoken of its effects, only that it was the worst agony they had ever felt.

There were rumours that the chamber did things to a mech's spark, warped it somehow. Prowl never gave any credence to these rumours and was merely content in the fact that it worked and it worked well.

His optics narrowed as another piercing scream left the chamber. He rested a hand on the guard's shoulder. "That's enough, let him out."

"But Sir?"

"I want him at least half way sane for what I require him for, so release him." He turned his cold glared onto the mech. "Don't make me have to ask you twice."

The guard flinched a little and lowered the power on the chamber and released the force shield.

Prowl stepped forward and regarded the collapsed black and white curiously. "Your specs are almost indistinguishable from my own and with my program in place controlling your aggression, this is going to work perfectly."

He grabbed the mech roughly and lifted him to his feet. The black and white was barely holding onto consciousness and leaned into the hold heavily. "You have a date with the good Doctor Prowl." The darker mech mused, guiding the struggling 'bot from the chamber. "Try to hold yourself together until then."

Rodimus cut off his comm with an angry snarl. "That two timing son of a glitch!" He fumed and debated telling Prime of the conversation. Only to realise that Prime would offline them both without hesitation. "He knew, the fragger knew."

"Knew what Rodimus."

The red mech froze as the powerful voice boomed out behind him. Much to his horror he glanced back at the intimidating visage of Prime. "Sir… I thought you'd gone on ahead with the rest of the task force."

"You thought wrong." Prime took a step closer, his optics narrowing. "Now, care to tell me what your comm call was all about?"

"Sir it was… it was nothing. I was simply arguing with one of the technicians of the space bridge Sir..." He stumbled back as Prime motioned towards him, his intakes all but stalling.

"There's apparently something wrong with it, they've found something." That was it, he could point the finger at Prowl without ever confessing his involvement.

The red mech squeaked when Prime snatched him by the throat. "Rodimus, do you take me for a fool?"

"My Lord… I…"

"I heard your comm call Rodimus. What do you think I am without hacking capabilities? How do you think I've stayed supreme ruler for so long?"

Rodimus could only open his mouth but was unable to vocalize, he had been caught.

"It will be easier for you if you just tell me."

"Prowl Sir. He's planning on overthrowing you. He is going to wipe out the Decepticons once he does, he's working with one of them. I don't know who… but he's betrayed all of us, he never had any intention to share power. He rigged the slave Prowl to kill your body guards and eliminate them as threats to him. Ricochet knew of his plans so he had to kill him. Jazz too but he doesn't know of our involvement, he's loyal to you, he thinks Prowl is too but…"

"But?"

"The space bridge he's going to blow it when you go through, well I was meant to… but he's betrayed me too. Sir I can help you, I know him…"

Prime let out an almighty laugh, throwing his head back as he did so before glaring at the smaller mech. "I know him better than anyone and you… you've already helped enough."

"Please my Lord have mer-"

A loud resounding crack filled the air and Prime dropped the limp, graying shell of Rodimus. His head twisted at a horrifying angle, energon oozing from his main torn energon line.

Prime narrowed his optics in the direction of the space bridge and opened his comm.

//Red Alert.//

//Sir?//

//Go through the space bridge, kill any Decepticons you find, and those other Autobots.//

//You're not coming Sir?//

//Not just yet, there is an urgent matter to attend to here. Inform Prowl that I have already gone through the space bridge.//

//Understood Sir.//

Prime gave a nod and headed in the direction of the grand palace. He was going to rid himself of all of his enemies, once and for all.

SG Earth

"Is it possible Prime?"

"I'm working on it Ironhide! First Aid progress?"

The medic almost quailed beneath the barked voice. "I'm almost done Prime, I'm not sure how long it will last."

"It'll have to be enough."

"Yes Sir."

Prime turned to the still battling chaos behind him. //Jazz, Bumblebee, you think you can keep them off our backs?//

//Nothin' t' it Sir.//

Prime shook his head, practically hearing Jazz's grin through the comm.

//You'll not know they're here Sir.// Came Bumblebee's confident reply.

Prime gave a nod, trusting his mechs to hold their ground. Since the alternate Jazz had fallen, rather gruesomely to his death the Autobots had crumbled as a fighting force, a number of them fleeing back to their base, only to be followed by the seekers and picked off brutally one at a time.

The tide was turning but they were outnumbered. Reinforcements were on their way and they needed help, the Autobots were relentless and merciless in their attacks.

"Now First Aid!"

The space bridge hummed to life, the vortex swirling in its centre before a bright flash lit up the area and the wormhole came into being. Prime quickly activated his comm and sent a message through to Perceptor. With any luck they were still guarding the space bridge and would be able to react to his message with the efficiency he hoped Red Alert would be enforcing.

//Prime!! It's good to hear your voice.// Perceptor sounded overjoyed to hear his leader safe and sound.

//Save the pleasantries for later Perceptor, I need ever mech we can spare here now. Do not leave the base vulnerable. Send me, Wheeljack, Hound, Mirage and Tracks. Also the Dinobots, they'll tip the odds in our favour.//

//Favour? Sir what's happening, did you manage to rescue them?//

//What's happening is we're fighting a war. Make it happen Perceptor.//

//Right away Sir.//

The comm line was cut. Prime place a hand on First Aid's shoulder. "Keep the door open as long as possible."

First Aid gave a nervous nod and focused on the controls. Hoping that reinforcements came through sooner rather than later.

"What the frag is that?!" Sideswipe cried out, suddenly stalling in his tracks.

Prime and First Aid followed his wide optic gaze and their jaws dropped.

"They have Omega Supreme."

Sideswipe shot a look at Optimus. "Can't we bring our Omega through?"

Prime pointed a finger at First Aid. "Relay the message. Omega comes too." He readied his weapon. "Ready Sideswipe?"

"Always Prime." He smirked darkly. "Anything to get Sunny back."

Prime returned the sentiment with gritty determination. "We'll get him back. We'll get all of them back."

SG Cybertron

Prowl struggled through the bleary haze of semi-consciousness as he was dragged through the corridors by his counterpart.

"What did you do… to me?"

The darker mech simply let out a short laugh. "I reprogrammed you to be more useful to me Prowl. In trying to escape, you took out Prime's protection and threats to my rule."

"You made me kill them?"

"No, you made you kill them. I just rearranged parts of your emotional sub-routines so you wouldn't be as affected by the guilt. You can thank me later."

"I don't want to thank you." He struggled futilely in the firm grip, still too weak from his punishment in the ARC. "I want to give you the same treatment I gave them."

The darker Prowl laughed again and tugged the black and white so he was flush and dug in his claws, hard enough to twist the plating. "You are my slave Prowl, you really think I would be so foolish as to not install a failsafe into the programming. You try to harm me, your programming eradicates your sub-routines. All of them. Making you no better than a drone."

He continued on his way, dragging the mech with him. "This, you'll appreciate is a rather prudent course of action considering everything I have planned for you."

"What are you going to do?"

"You'll see Prowl, you'll see soon enough."

He swiftly turned a corner and punched in the code of the room they'd stopped at. He drew out his rifle and stood Prowl in front of him. The door slid open revealing the med bay.

Thundercracker spun round sharply, almost hiding Ratchet's shocked expression.

"Oh give it up Ratchet. I know you've been helping them. There isn't much that goes on without my noticing." Prowl snarled, shoving the black and white in front of him.

"Oh pretty 'bot, you can come out now. I know you're here."

Sunstreaker stepped out from behind Ratchet, his glare deadly, his weapon trained on the darker Prowl. "Let him go, before I turn you into melted scrap."

"Primus, is that all you have? It's a wonder you have survived this long. You shoot at me, you'll kill your dear Prowl here. Now I'm inclined to let you live, albeit under my control. I just want one thing."

Ratchet scowled. "What?"

"Turn me into him."

Sunstreaker launched forward enraged, only to be grabbed by the larger seeker and held back.

"No." Ratchet jutted out his chin and stood firmly.

Prowl quirked an optic ridge and smirked. Shifting his weapon, a shot rang out and made solid impact into the golden front liner sending him sprawling onto his back.

"Do it, or I kill them all and you can be my little slave."

"You're insane."

"So I'm told."

Ratchet gestured to the berth and activated a force shield that separated them from Sunstreaker and Thundercracker.

"Good thinking medic. Now I know this won't take you long, so let's get started we don't have much time."

"Why are you doing this?" Ratchet asked quietly as he helped strap the black and white onto the berth.

"Prime is coming. I do not wish to be found."

"He'll kill you both."

"The risk is minimal. Prime enjoys having me around for his own pleasure, he will no doubt wish to keep this Prowl as his trophy."

"But he'll think this Prowl is you."

The darker mech's face broke into a dark smile. "Precisely."

SG Earth

Prime turned to see the space bridge flicker, their wormhole had faded, leaving them vulnerable once more. He had every faith in Perceptor, the scientist would have saved the coordinates and he trusted that help would be on the way soon. His spark surged when the space bridge powered into life.

"Prime we got incoming!!" Jazz hollered ducking a barrage of fire from the gigantic Omega Supreme.

First Aid raced towards him, weaving his way through the fight with frantic urgency, skidding to a halt. "Sir it's not ours."

"Frag." Prime muttered under his breath. "Alright Autobots regroup, we need to concentrate our efforts on Omega before the enemy receives reinforcements. He's your priority. Let's take him down." He finished with a growl, prompting a smirk from Megatron nearby.

Their efforts redoubled against the huge Autobot. The mechs at his feet currently forgotten as they attacked Omega from all sides. The Aerial bots dive bombed around Omega's head, frustrating the large 'bot who swatted at them like they were flies.

"Jazz can you get up there?"

"I'll need a lift Prime."

Prime turned to Starscream who was fighting close by Megatron, the two 'con leaders standing shoulder to shoulder on the same side. The scientist gave Prime a nod. "Consider it done."

"Thank you and Starscream, try not to drop this one."

The jet laughed as he grabbed Jazz and leapt into the air. "No promises Prime."

Megatron sidled up to the leader, his back to Prime. "Optimus your help better arrive soon, because the enemy just got their reinforcements."

Prime smiled as he caught sight of the space bridge. "No they didn't Megatron, they're here for us."

Sideswipe grinned as Mirage and Tracks leapt straight into the fight, adding a much needed boost to their numbers. "Damn fine to see you mech!!"

"I can assure you the feeling is not mutual." Mirage dead pan tone already had Sideswipe laughing as he took out another 'bot.

"Always a pleasure Raj always a pleasure."

"Enough of your yabberin'" Boomed Ironhide letting off a series of concussive explosives he'd helped Wheeljack plant. "Let's get some helms cracked!"

"Couldn't have put it better myself." Hound grimaced as he smashed a 'bot in the face uncaring as to his identity.

"Where's Sunstreaker, Prowl?" Tracks hollered back over the din of explosions.

Sideswipe let out a lowly, intimidating growl. "They're MIA."

Tracks almost stopped dead in his tracks at Sideswipe's gruff tone. "They're not...." He daren't finish the words.

Sideswipe snarled and fired his weapon with successive rounds. "Not if I can help it, they won't be. Get shooting mech, we've got two glitches to rescue."

Tracks was spurred on by Sideswipe's confidence and armed his weapon and ran into the fray after the red frontliner.

The Autobots finally managed to gain the upper hand, managing to finally push back the enemy over the ridge as the majority fled.

Jazz tapped Starscream when he was ready to drop, but at that moment Omega made a lucky grab for the jet and Starscream cried out as he was batted into a rock face. Jazz found himself free falling towards the mech. His visor focused on a prime spot and he shot his grappling hook out from his arm. It latched onto the mech and snapped taut and with a jolt to his arm, he swung round and down into Omega's side. Grunting with the impact, Jazz paused for a second and began to use the line to climb up the plating of the large mech.

Omega let out a roar of anger and twisted in an attempt to grab the small, lithe and fast moving saboteur. Jazz was too quick and gripped his blade in his mouth as he climbed up. Clutching at the gaps of his plating Jazz hauled himself up to the base of Omega's neck, his blade hacked into the large energon line. Omega screamed in fury and Jazz held on for dear life as the mech thrashed. He buried his explosive into the crook of the neck and activated the three second delay.

Without hesitation he launched himself from the mech and landed heavily on the floor, luckily planting himself in the middle of a sand dune cresting the ridge of the valley.

He ducked down when a loud explosion reverberated through the air, followed by an almighty thunderous roar as Omega Supreme fell and lay unmoving. His plating darkening to a bland shade of grey.

It didn't take much longer for the rest of the enemy Autobots to be taken down or captured. Prime ordered them to encircle the space bridge ready for when his counterpart arrived. They had all but taken Earth, next target was the Autobot base. If this meant he would get his mechs back safely then so be it. Prime would do what it took, he knew Prowl and Sunstreaker would do the same for him.

Soon enough the space bridge whirred to life and the contingent of Autobots and Decepticons stood ready to face the task force. The travelers exiting the bridge however, knew what lay in wait for them and they came out firing.

Chaos ensued once more as the unlikely alliance once again fought for their survival and freedom.

Jazz touched Prime's arm briefly and met his questioning gaze with intense optics. "Let me go."

Prime frowned. "Jazz it's too dangerous I can't..."

"Prime I can do this, they need us, this could be our only chance. I have the coordinates for our 'verse from 'Aid, let me go. Let me bring back our mechs. It's time they came home."

Prime clenched his jaw and growled softly. "Go, I want all three of you back."

Jazz gave him a quick nod and raced towards the flickering space bridge. He weaved gracefully through the fighting mechs and took a last glance back at the scene before diving into the event horizon. The vortex shimmered, groaned and died shortly afterward in a shower of sparks and blown circuitry as the bridge shorted out.

Prime jumped back into the battle, barking orders left and right, spotting Jazz's exit. "Good luck Jazz." He opened fire on another 'bot making a bee line for the still fighting Ironhide. He was determined to give Jazz, Prowl and Sunstreaker something to come back to.