Inter-LOAFERS: Dance-Dance-Feva!

By Xenomorph666

Disclaimer: I own only Perfection and Wraith.

DigitalMan and K2 are © My close friend.

Everything else is copyrighted to their correct owner.

Universe: Misfit-Verse

Robots in distress

"Awww… jeez…" Rattrap groaned. "Where are we?"

"Silence vermin and I might be able to determine that." Dinobot hissed.

"So why ain't ya slagged me yet?" Rattrap asked his Predacon companion.

"Necessity." Dinobot growled, "We stand a better chance of surviving together that apart."

"Surviving?" Rattrap chuckled. "Now that's a delusion I'd expect from the bird-dog."

"We will survive." Dinobot said it flatly.

"Actually…" A voice said from overhead. It was a man flying in a helicopter; his face was hidden behind a metal mask. "I rather like the idea of finding out what makes you tick…"

"Hey who's that jerk?" Rattrap asked.

"He's human…" Dinobot sniffed the air. "I think."

"You think?" Rattrap scoffed, "Well now I definitely know Megatron screwed somethin' up when clonin' ya."

"Shut up." Dinobot hissed.

"Why should I?" Rattrap snapped, "You ain't even the real thing."

"Boys…" The man said. "Fire at will."

Within a second Rattrap and Dinobot were under laser fire. They both dodged and weaved and tried to find a place to hide. Unfortunately they had no idea that their now unhidden enemies were not human and were in fact COBRA BATS.

"OH!" The man said enthusiastically as a few BATS took down Dinobot, "I hope they make for good spare parts."

"Yikes!" Rattrap said as he dodged behind a large rock.

"I don't care if they're humans, I grow tired of this!" Dinobot lashed his power claws through several close targets. "They're ROBOTS!" A blasting sound alerted him to Rattrap now engaging another group.

"Robots, I can take robots." Rattrap smiled.

A large thud interrupted their battle and as a giant cloud of dust cleared the man in the helicopter let out a girlish shriek as he issued a retreat order. Dinobot and Rattrap however were face to face with a large green brute by the name of the Hulk.

"Hulk no like snake peoples." Hulk grumbled.

"Who?" Dinobot asked.

"Snakepeoples." Hulk said as he crushed a robot.

"I think he's on my side chopper-face." Rattrap smirked. "Name's Rattrap, Ugly McLiftstien to my left is Dinobot Clone."

"Hulk." Hulk pointed to himself before leaping away.

"H-h-ey!" Rattrap shouted as the large green man vanished over the horizon.

"I believe that is what you would call being 'dissed'." Dinobot cackled.

"Well you just shut up so we can get out of this dessert?" Rattrap grumbled as he turned and walked straight into an elevator that appeared out of no where.

"What?" Dinobot scratched his head. "Is that?"

"Painful, thanks for asking." Rattrap grumbled a little more as the door opened to reveal a human in an odd blinking shirt, reflective sunglasses and camouflage outfit.

"Next floor; Toys, video games, Women's lingerie and a Maximal Leaders." The human said.

"You've got to be kidding me?" Rattrap blinked.

"No I don't have to be kidding you." The human smiled. "Stanley, wrangle that dino!"

"What?" A look of confusion passed Dinobot's face right before a giant mallet slammed him into unconsciousness.

"As I was saying…" The human motioned for Rattrap to enter.

"Like something out of a bad hallucination…" Rattrap blinked as he entered.

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"Beloved?" Silverbolt called out. "Look at this." He was busy watching a starfish move about in a pool of water.

"What now Bowser?" Blackarachnia groaned as she made her way over to him. "Another Starfish? Why are you so fascinated by these things?"

"I do not know, but this one winked at me." Silverbolt said.

"Starfish don't blink; now help me get the fire signal working again." Blackarachnia sighed.

"But it winked at me." Silverbolt insisted.

"Starfish can't blink, wink or bat an eyelash because they lack the necessary body parts to do that!" Blackarachnia hissed.

"Is something wrong beloved?" Silverbolt asked innocently.

"We've been stranded on this island for almost two weeks and no one has even come remotely close to it." She grumbled.

"We just have to be patient." He smiled. "Besides, we could always look at this as some form of vacation…" An amours tone laced his voice.

"Oh… are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?" She arched her eye brow suggestively. Then she caught a confused look on Silverbolt's face. "What?"

"Is that what I think it is?" Silverbolt looked at the beach in astonishment. "It is; it's a human vessel!"

"Great, so we've been shuttled ahead in time." Blackarachnia rolled her eyes, "So let's just hope the Autobots see that signal soon enough, then we can get out of here."

"They seem to be looking for someone." Silverbolt said.

"We're the only one's here." Blackarachnia now took an interest and was immediately drawn to the oddness of several of the humans. "Blue hair? White hair? A lizard man? What are these people, circus freaks?"

"I think they're looking for us." Silverbolt said. "I think we're in the world we agreed to help."

"So the winged guy just separated us all out over the place I take it?" She scoffed.

"He may have made a miscalculation." Silverbolt guessed.

"HEY!" A loud voice called from behind them. The two maximals turned to see the starfish transforming into a red shirted human. "You wouldn't happen to know a large rat, a loudmouthed cat and really big monkey robot; would ya?"

"Uh…" Blackarachnia could only stare and blink.

"Yes, yes we do." Silverbolt said happily, "Do you know where they are?"

"Right behind you." Optimus smiled as he gave his two team mates a large hug. "It's good to finally find you!"

"Awwwww…" The red shirted human sighed.

"Silverbolt, Blackarachnia I'd like you to meet Perfection. He's the Scion of Chaos and has explained more thoroughly as to how we can help, as well as the fact that we are now stuck here." Optimus said.

"Stuck here?" Blackarachnia looked worried. "But the Predacons…"

"Are here too." Perfection said. "Astral made a boo-boo when bringing you guys here, and we got about six hours before I feel the boot end of his mistake."

"What?" Silverbolt asked. "You will pay for his mistake?"

"Eh…" Perfection scratched his head. "Sort of, see he sent your world on a collision course with this dimension and when they hit…" He didn't look happy.

"When the universes collide Perfection will be subject to an intense release of energy and a lot of pain." Optimus sighed.

"I see." Silverbolt's face took a grim turn. "If there is anything I can do to help." He offered it sincerely.

"Well, you could keep an eye on my love when I have to go." Perfection looked extremely embarrassed.

"Then I shall." Silverbolt said firmly as out of nowhere an medieval fanfare played. "What…" He looked around in confusion and saw a young man with a tape recorder.

"It's what happens in the show!" The read headed young man said innocently as the blue haired girl whacked him with his hat. "OW! ALTHEA THAT HURTS!"

"I believe you are deserving of that Arcade." The Lizard man said calmly.

"Xi, these are the other Maximals I told you about." Optimus said to the lizard man.

"It is an honor to meet you." Xi bowed lightly.

"As it is an honor to meet you." Silverbolt returned the bow.

"Ok time to go!" Perfection said as the world shifted around them.

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Wraith scanned the plains of Africa for any sign of oddity. The only remaining members of the Maximals that were missing were Rhinox and Depth Charge. Wraith silently cursed Astral's timing, he had brought one of the worst killing machines ever created into this world and there was no doubt in his mind that it would quickly hand over its heart to gain even more power.

"I was expecting you to come soon." A rhino spoke to Wraith's left. He couldn't help but divert his glance a little. Things had a tendency to simply identify him as death and nothing more.

"Technically I'm here to take you to your friends…" Wraith grumbled, "But if you're offering…"

"Whoa!" Rhinox transformed and backed away. "I guess I saw you in the wrong light."

"Right…" Wraith grumbled. "So far everyone's been found in pairs, you seen Depth Charge?"

"Watering hole." Rhinox pointed. "He's been moping for two weeks straight."

"Oh goody." Wraith rolled his eyes, "You ready?"

"For what?" Rhinox asked.

"This." Wraith shifted the world to a large open area.

"Okay…" Rhinox looked confused as he realized he was in a hanger. "Wow…"

"By the way, keep him away from large amounts of Energon and Rampage when in populated areas." Wraith nodded to the form of Depth Charge which was flopping around on the ground.

"I should slag you from here to the moon!" Depth Charge roared as he transformed, he only received a deadly glare from Wraith.

"Follow me…" Wraith growled. "Optimus is waiting."

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"What about chopper-face?" Rattrap asked as he looked over his shoulder to Dinobot who was heavily guarded. "Can't we get the one we knew back?"

"I don't know, you'll have to ask Wraith." Perfection said as he sat down as he stared up at the twenty foot tall ceiling. The Maximals were currently being housed at the interLOAFER Inn and the inn had accordingly adjusted several key factors such as the height of every room.

"Ask me what?" Wraith asked as he came in with Depth Charge and Rhinox.

"They want Dinobot Version 1.0." Perfection yawned.

Wraith glimpsed at the Dinobot that stood guarded by several of DM's Camerabots and then back to Rattrap. "I can't do anything."

"What!" Rattrap shouted. "We said we'd help this world and you can't do that one thing for us?"

"Rattrap, I'm sure he has a reason." Optimus said calmly.

"I don't know where his spark is." Wraith said. "It never crossed over."

"What?" Rattrap asked. "Then who has it?"

Wraith simply shrugged.

"I believe I can answer that…" Raptor appeared once more from no where, and immediately an ethereal presence could be felt.

"Chopper-face?" Rattrap blinked as he watched Raptor shift into another form.

"No." Raptor growled, "But he has advised me for some time."

Suddenly a pale see-through form of Dino-Bot's original body walked up to the clone. The original looked extremely unhappy and was frowning while the clone avoided eye contact.

"Lizard-breath." Rattrap was obviously affected.

"Not know Vermin…" A playful tone accompanied the ghost's warped speech.

"He's been ethereal for to long." Wraith sighed. "I can do nothing."

"You need not do anything, only him." The original glared at his copy. "You know your dishonor…"

"Honor…" The clone was affected as well. "Honor… has… no… meaning."

"This close to me and you lie to yourself." The original was angry. "You have my memories and my DNA, but you lack the rightful spark. You lack a true spark."

"Chopper face…" Rattrap was still staring.

"Death, there is one thing you can do." The original said. "Release my spark once more, and let faith take over."

Wraith was stunned. The request was insane, for killing a spark was like killing a soul. It would allow the spark to reenter a body, but there was no guarantee that it would reform correctly and that would leave the body in nothing more than a vegetative state.

"Are you sure?" Wraith was slow and deliberate in his speaking.

"Yes." Dinobot said.

"And what of me and my right to exist!" The clone snapped.

"You won't." Wraith said, "His mind will take over and overlap yours. He will have your memories and in so form his own regrets. YOU, as you have made yourself will cease to exist."

"You can't be serious." Optimus could hardly believe what he was hearing.

"The choice is not yours." Wraith gave his cemented glare of decision. "And its consequences are not yours to answer for."

"Wait." Raptor interrupted as he walked over to the clone. "Did you hear my calls?"

"What?" The clone asked.

"My calls, to your blood, to your spark." Raptor spoke as he shifted to a human form once more. "We literally share the same DNA, the fossils that were scanned were later used to make the serum that affected me in our world. Did you no hear me?"

"You were the voice?" The clone growled. "You did nothing but anger me…"

"Then it is true." Raptor sighed. "A soul, a spark, these things hold the morals of all mortals. These things so easily corrupted…" Raptor then vanished.

"He's going to be depressed again, isn't he?" DM groaned.

"I think so." Perfection sighed. "I bet he goes for your Rocky Road first…"

"Are you ready?" Wraith asked Dinobot.

"I still have to object." Optimus said.

Wraith spun on the large robot and with an invisible force lifted him high. "Do not question what your friend is about to do for you on morals! Question it because he may very well cease to exist after this, all his memories, his accomplishments will only live in your view. If this fails he will have truly made the ultimate sacrifice, all to help his friends." Wraith lowered the robot. "He has already made that sacrifice once, worry about the possibility of it happening again and worry that I truly cannot undo such a thing."

"Whoa…" Perfection blinked.

"I'm sorry." Optimus apologized, "But…"

"Optimus." Rattrap said. "That ain't Dinobot." He pointed to the clone, "It ain't even a good impersonation." He pointed to the ghost. "That's our friend and that is his body by all rights." He pointed back to the clone. "It's just got a bad virus in it."

"I am ready." Dinobot said. "Strike!"

There was no strike or even a flash. Dinobot's spark simply vanished in a small bubbling effect as the bubblesclosed in on the clone's body. The clone thrashed as it tried to strike out, the Camerabot's responded with an acceptable amount of containment fire and the body fell to the ground. No movement.

"Chopper-Face?" Rattrap asked eagerly.

"It failed." Wraith growled.

"Dinobot." Cheetor's face fell.

"Not again…"Rhinox was obviously distressed.

"Say your goodbyes." Wraith said, "I can't stand to be here." He was gone, but as he vanished a purple mist filled the room and another voice spoke.

"He's done a lot of good." It was Karma. "Wraith likes to think he controls all parts of death, but the fact is that balance; the give and take of the universe also factors in." She appeared above the body. "He's done so much good and now both times he has been sacrificed. I can't see the balance in that."

Dinobot's body sputtered back and sharp breath was drawn as the face morphed and the body fluxed slightly. The colors shifted to what they once were and the energy of two combating sparks flew wildly. In the end the second spark was ejected into the air, along with its holding core and then it vanished into a portal of darkness.

"Alteran." DM glared at where the portal had been. "I think I know where Rampage is."

"Yeah." Perfection said. "Not a good thing either."

"Where is he, where is X?" Depth Charge grabbed DM by the collar, and was quickly sent sailing into a wall.

"He's in the Verge of Darkness, a place we can't go to right now." DM said. "And he's aligned himself with Alteran, and the probability of the other Predacons hiding out there is pretty good."

"I feel… odd…" Dinobot spoke as Rattrap rushed over to his friend and gave him a large hug.

"LIZARD-BREATH!"

"Get the Vermin off me please." Dinobot groaned, but he was soon covered in a group hug of the other Maximals, they soon carted him off to meet the Misfits. This left Optimus and Depth Charge alone with DM and Perfection.

"He doesn't care about morality, does he?" Optimus asked.

"Morals and Wraith, they've never mixed." DM explained as he took off his glasses and rubbed them with his shirt. "He's more of an emotional being, like most of us."

"Still, how does he know he's doing what's right?" Optimus asked.

"He doesn't really have a choice." Perfection said. "Death comes whether he's there or not, Reapers aren't unique really. He just has all the responsibility, all the real power…"

"All the consequences." Optimus realized.

"He put himself on the line there for your friend." DM pointed out. "And he does that a lot more than he'd like people to realize."

"And what about X?" Depth Charge interrupted as he pulled out from the wall.

"You'll see him soon enough." Perfection said darkly. "Too soon really…"

"Not soon enough." Depth Charge growled.

Perfection only let a worried stare settle on the Maximal.