It started out to be a good day on Demicron, Cliffjumper was repaired, and he had triumphed over all his inner demons in the process, but, on Xiatron, Zainex and the now one-eyed Gravimus came up with a plan to rule the universe by sucking planets into wormholes. Meanwhile on Demicron, Jazz and Cliffjumper decided to accompany the Starions on their patrol of the planet.

"How long do these things usually take?" asked Cliffjumper.

"Well on a good day," Starlight began, "We can usually finish in about two hours."

"Man," Cliffjumper said, "Talk about boring…"

"Aw, pipe down, Cliffjumper," Jazz said, "Just enjoy the scenery, You never know, you just might like it!"

"Whatever Jazz," Cliffjumper said, "You know I can't stay interested in things very long…"

"Sorry to interrupt," Starlight butted in, "But I just received a message from Doctor Nightwatch to look to the western area. Jazz, Cliffjumper, Doggstar, and myself will go check it out while Starray, Super Nova, and Neutron will remain on the usual course."

"You got it!" Starray said, "Let's make tracks, guys!" After saying that, Starray, Super Nova, and Neutron flew off into the distance.

"Well," Starlight said, "Split up, report if you see anything strange."

"Alright!" Jazz said, speeding off.

"Affirmative" Doggstar said, flying off.

"Whatever." Cliffjumper said, driving off.

"Something's not right here…" Starlight said, flying off "I've got a bad feeling about this…"

TIME: A few moments earlier. PLACE: Xiatron. Xiatronian ruler Zainex stands with his head scientist, Gravimus, and the Gravicons. Zainex looks down on Demicron on the monitor with a grin.

"Those pathetic wretches," Zainex said, "If only they knew that their doomsday is at hand! This is only part one of my plans! First, Demicron, then, the universe!"

"I must admit, almighty Zainex," Gravimus began, "You've seemed to have outdone yourself this time!"

"Yeah, almighty Zainex," Zero-G added, "I have yet to see a warrior that rivals your strength OR intelligence!"

"I know, I know," Zainex began, "I am godlike, but very soon, my friends, I WILL BE GOD!"

"Almighty Zainex!" Gravimus exclaimed, "The machine is ready! We're ready when you are."

"Activate it Gravimus," Zainex said, with Gravimus activating the wormhole machine, "This will indeed be a glorious sight!"

With the machine activated, Zainex watches the monitor and sees the wormhole beginning to take shape near Demicron and cracks an evil smile.

TIME: That very moment. PLACE: Demicron. Jazz is about to radio Starlight saying everything is OK until he sees the wormhole take shape.

"Oh my…" Jazz began, transforming to "Hey Starlight!"

"This is Starlight, Jazz?" Starlight answered, "What's up?"

""You've got to see it to believe it…" Jazz replied.

"Alright," Starlight said, "I'll radio Doggstar, You get in touch with Cliffjumper and we'll see you momentarily."

"Alright, Jazz out." Jazz replied, radioing Cliffjumper, "Hey, Cliffjumper!"

"Yeah, Jazz?" responded Cliffjumper, "You spot anything yet?"

"Yeah," Jazz replied, "Hurry your gears up, man! You're not gonna' believe this!"

"I'll be right there, buddy," Cliffjumper responded, "Hang on!"

A few minutes pass, and Cliffjumper pulls up followed by Starlight and Doggstar. All three transform to robot mode.

"What's the big deal, Jazz?" asked Starlight.

"See for yourself." Jazz said, pointing at the now full sized wormhole. The other three couldn't believe what their optics we're registering.

"What is that thing?" asked Doggstar, dumbfounded.

"If I had any idea, Doggstar," Jazz began, "I'd tell you…"

"Hey Jazz!" Cliffjumper said, "Isn't that thing there exactly like the one that brought us here in the first place?"

"Yeah, it is, Cliffjumper," Jazz replied, "And I think I know who's behind it all. I think it best that we return to the medical center, we'll talk more there."

"I agree," said Starlight, "Lets roll!"

The four robots transformed and sped off.

TIME: a few moments later. PLACE: The medical center. Jazz, Cliffjumper, Azzra, Nightwatch, and the Starions have all gathered in the conference room to think of a way out of this new threat.

"The only thing I can think of," began Nightwatch, "Is that we go to Xiatron and destroy the wormhole machine."

"Doctor Nightwatch!" Azzra exclaimed, "That's way to dangerous! We'll suffer to many casualties!"

"Even if we don't do it, Azzra," Nightwatch replied, "We'd die anyway from the wormhole. Quite frankly, we don't have any other choice."

"The doc's right," Jazz said, "We can't afford to just sit here and twiddle our thumbs. We need to act, now."

"Then it's settled." Nightwatch said, "Azzra and I will remain here. I'll radio the headquarters for more warriors for the mission, you'll need all the help you can get. The Xiatronians are ruthless warriors."

"Looks like I'm going to see some action after all, eh, Jazz?" Cliffjumper asked.

"I wouldn't be so happy, Cliffjumper," Jazz replied, "These aren't the Decepticons we're dealing with here, I've had the displeasure of fighting them, and believe me, these guys are MUCH worse then even the nastiest Decepticon!"

"Well, when you put it that way, Jazz…" Cliffjumper said.

"Sorry to interrupt," said Starlight, "But we haven't a moment to lose, lets go to the armory and get properly equipped, the shuttle will be ready by the time we're done."

Jazz, Cliffjumper, and the Starions make their way to the armory and look at the selection there, everyone is in and out in a hurry, everyone, that is, except for Cliffjumper…

"C'mon, Cliffjumper, what's the hold up?" Jazz asked.

"I'm trying to find the perfect weapon," Cliffjumper began, "But I just can't seem to find it…"

"Just pick one and let's go, man!" Jazz exclaimed.

"Alright, alright!" Cliffjumper said, "Here we go, I'm ready to roll!"

After getting the proper equipment, Jazz, Cliffjumper, and the Starions enter the shuttle, which promptly takes off. From the window in his office, Nightwatch watches the launch. "Who would have thought those two aliens would be Demicron's only hope…" he thought to himself.

EPOLOUGE: On Xiatron, Zainex observes the shuttle launch on his surveillance monitor.

"Well, well, well," he thought to himself, "The sheep are coming to the slaughter. I must make sure I greet them…properly…"

TO BE CONCLUDED