Bulkhead was at the Space Bridge Nexus with Preceptor; they were currently discussing the shortness of Energon.
"Our Energon supplies are dwindling; it doesn't help that we have to use most of it to tend to the injured after Megatron's grand exit," said Preceptor.
"What about that techno-organic Energon on Earth?" Bulkhead asked.
"All tests show that it is indeed 10 times stronger than the regular Energon we use, but sadly with its organic components, we were not able to grow it here. However, we may be able to grow it on other organic planets, but that would lead to a change of policy."
"You mean how it is illegal to set foot on an organic planet," Bulkhead assumed.
"Indeed, the only reason that you and your crew weren't put on any charges was mostly due to the fact that you crashed land on Earth. Additionally, it is clear to us that Earth serves no direct threat to Cybertronians."
"In that case, can't we just trade with Earth?"
"That will cause an even greater debate. As I'm aware, Earth is made of multiple different countries, each with its own political ideology and leadership. Trading with one country could cause turmoil on Earth, and we may inadvertently cause a war to erupt."
"Isn't that going a little overboard?"
"It isn't just that, but you have seen for yourself what humanity is capable of with a limited understanding of our technology. Your human friend Professor Sumdac was able to create his robotic empire by reverse engineering a damaged Megatron. Fortunately, his intentions are good, but can you imagine the damage he could have caused if he was power hungry like Megatron."
"So what are we going to do?" Bulkhead asked.
"I honestly have no idea; as you know, the council is in turmoil since our Magnus is still recovering. Alpha Trion is doing what he can to reassure everyone, but there is still a fear that the Decepticon for launch an all-out attack."
Bulkhead frowned. "Hang on, didn't Rattletrap report that Megatron no longer has a desire to conquer Cybertron?"
"He may no longer have a desire, but we don't know the feelings of his other Decepticons. Additionally, we don't know how much you can trust Rattletrap's word; he is, after all, a criminal."
"Only with minor offences of smuggling and theft."
"Not to mention collaboration with Decepticons."
"Okay, point taken."
"Besides, even if Sentinel was awake, the High Council is not entirely convinced that he is capable of leading us. So far, all his decisions have led Cybertron to the mess it is in now. In fact, the High Council strongly considering replacing him with Optimus Prime."
"But the Boss Bot doesn't want the job."
"Which probably means he's the right bot for the job."
"Yeah, but right now, he's more focused on Megatron on Earth. I don't think you take the job until the threat of Megatron is over."
"I'm afraid we may not have that long. First Aid reports that Sentinel is on the mend; it probably won't be long until he regains consciousness. When that happens, I have no idea what will happen, but I do estimate that it won't be good for anyone."
"Right now, I'm more concerned about the injured," said a voice and returned to see Arcee driving towards them.
She then transformed into robot mode and approached. "We're getting more cavities by the solar cycle. Plus, many more are missing. Rodimus and the Elite Guard are helping, but I've never seen this kind of damage before, not even during the Great War.
"All we can do is try our best," said Preceptor.
"By the way, I don't suppose you have any clue about Sari's origins?" Bulkhead asked.
"No, ever since you mentioned that the unusual protoform been going over all the reports related to missing protoforms, but apart from the ones that were taken during the Great War, none were missing."
"Well, according to Professor Sumdac, Sari's protoform was human size," said Arcee. Perhaps her protoform belonging to a Minicon, they do have a different set of protoforms for them."
"I have considered that, but Minicons are much different physiology than that of Autobots and Decepticons. I have read through Ratchet's report on her circuitry, and it does match that of Autobots circuits."
"Well, her protoform couldn't have come out of nowhere."
Perceptive rubbed his chin. "Personally, I find it more curious that the AllSpark sent Optimus Prime's crew to Earth. Additionally, it is also curious that the first human you would befriend would be Sari."
"You make it sound like it was destiny," said Bulkhead.
"Not destiny, but I also don't think it is a coincidence. Especially considering that Sari Sumdac has communed with the AllSpark more than anyone. It gave her her key, which is then used to upgrade herself and in so doing so allowed her to fix the damage done to Arcee's processor."
"It's not just her," said Arcee looking at Bulkhead. "You and the rest of your team coming together can be a coincidence, either. After all of you played a big part in battling the Decepticons on Earth."
"Okay, all this talking is giving me a massive processor ache," said Bulkhead.
Then suddenly, they felt the ground shake; this was a rather common occurrence ever since Megatron took most of the planet with him.
"Not another quake," Bulkhead moaned.
"My science team is desperately trying to stabilise the planet; not easy; we're missing a giant chunk of it. If it weren't for the Cyber Ninja call using the AllSpark to contain the damage, the situation would be a lot worse."
"Right now, I can imagine how worse it could get," said Bulkhead.
No sooner had he said that one of the Space Bridges in the Nexus then suddenly short-circuited. It then immediately began to power up, and the vortex began sucking everything into its void.
"You just have to say it!" Arcee yelled as he climbed onto the console.
"Hold on while I shut down!" Bulkhead yelled as he made his way to the control terminal. "Slag, the great damaged several relays. I'm trying to bypass them, but it keeps bypassing my bypasses."
"Why would it do that?" Arcee yelled.
"Because the safety protocols are jammed on hard," said Preceptor as he made his way to another console. "The Space Bridge believes that something is in transit, and it won't shut down until that something passes through it."
"Well, can't you turn the power off the source?" Arcee yelled.
"Back to cause a massive overload which could cause untold damage!" Bulkhead yelled. "Cybertron has had another beating without another chunk of it disappearing into a void!"
"Then how do we stop it?"
"I don't know, but it's getting stronger by the nano click!"
"I may know-how," said Preceptor. "The Space Bridge believes that something is in transit; perhaps if something passes through it, it may shut down or at least gives us the chance to override it."
"But there aren't any coordinates; whatever goes in, there will be lots!" Bulkhead pointed out.
"And if we don't, then a huge chunk of Cybertron will get swallowed up!"
"I'll do it," said Arcee.
"No! Ratchet will never forgive me if I let something happen to you!" Bulkhead yelled firmly.
"You and Preceptor are the only ones here who can shut this thing down!" Arcee reminded him. "I am only a teaching unit; you tell me who is more important."
"But if I go in, I may be able to create a transwarp transmitter, allowing someone to pick me up."
"The tool you need to decide which one of you is going because when nearly passing the point of no return," said Preceptor.
"You're not volunteering?" Arcee asked.
"Unlike the two of you, I have no survival skills, nor do I know how to fight," said Preceptor. "I am possibly the least qualified to actually jump into the vortex. Additionally, if Bulkhead decides to jump in, I'm the only one capable of shutting down the Space Bridge."
"Well, I'm going to make it easy for us to decide," said Arcee.
Arcee then released her grip on the console she was clinging onto and found herself being swept towards the vortex. However, when she turned her head, she was horrified to discover that Bulkhead had done the exact same thing.
"Bulkhead? What are you doing?" Arcee stared.
"Same thing as you apparently," he said.
The two of them then entered the vortex, and Preceptor immediately began to override the Space Bridge controls. Moments later, the Space Bridge shut down, leaving him completely alone.
Blurr then suddenly entered the Nexus. "Preceptor, sir! I received a message that everything was going haywire on the Space Bridge Nexus, but it appears you have everything under control."
"Not quite," said Preceptor. "I'm afraid we've lost two brave Autobots."
"Can't you get them back?" Blurr asked.
"Unfortunately, I have no idea where they were sent am afraid the only ones who can save themselves from them," said Perceptive.
Bulkhead and Arcee then suddenly hit the ground; both of them were rather disorientated, but it didn't appear that any of them were hurt.
"That was fun," Arcee moaned as she picked herself up.
"There was something quite strange with that vortex, and I have this feeling that something is off," said Bulkhead.
"You're not wrong," said Arcee.
Bulkhead looked up at his optics widened because they were on Earth in Detroit City. However, this was not the Detroit city that Bulkhead knew.
They were standing on top of the tall building that overlooks the city, which looked as if it was completely devoid of life. Everything was dark and gloomy, and they could see what looked like robotic drones patrolling the streets. Bulkhead noticed that right where Sumdac Tower was supposed to be was a giant palace-like structure.
"I don't think we in Detroit anymore," said Bulkhead.
"No, we are in Detroit, but it's different," said Arcee perplexed.
Bulkhead reached for his commlink. "Prime, this is Bulkhead. I'm with Arcee, and we're both in Detroit. Please, come in."
However, he only received static.
Arcee reached for her com-link. "Ratchet, it's Arcee. Please, respond."
She then shook her head, telling Bulkhead that she was only receiving static as well.
"What happened?" Arcee asked.
"I don't know," said Bulkhead honestly. "Nothing like this has ever happened in the history of Space Bridge technology."
"Perhaps we should head to the plant; maybe we can find something out there," Arcee suggested.
Bulkhead was reluctant; there were still so many unknowns. There again, there were going to solve those unknowns, and they wouldn't stand around on this building, all solar cycle.
They made their way to the plant, but as they drove along the roads leading into counter anyone. Granted, it was the middle of the night, but this still should have been a few people out on the streets. Instead, all they saw were drones, and they were certainly a different design to that of the police drone, more heavily armoured and armed to the teeth.
Once they got the plans, they transformed into robot mode and approached the door. The place looked more or less the same then as they left it, but there was still no trace of any kind of life.
"Let's get inside," said Bulkhead and pulled the main door open.
They stepped inside, but the place had no power. They approach the living quarters though it seems more like a military base than a place to relax.
"Okay, somebot has done some renovations," said Bulkhead.
Arcee approached the communication centre and accessed the consoles. "Power's still on; whoever was on duty just left not that long ago."
"This place seems off," said Bulkhead.
"Bulkhead, the entire city seems off," Arcee pointed out. "I hate to say it, but it somewhat reminds me of Kaon in the Great War."
Bulkhead had forgotten that Arcee had been an intelligent bot during the war; she no doubt had done some spying on the Decepticon capital.
"Well, have you found anything?" Bulkhead asked.
Arcee frowned. "The comm signal is not from any Autobot frequency that I know of. In fact, the frequency this base uses is much more like that used by—"
"Decepticons!" said Bulkhead.
"That's right, but it doesn't make any sense."
"No, I mean this is a Decepticon base," Bulkhead pointed.
Arcee looked up and stared because Bulkhead was pointing at the centre of the room where the Autobot symbol was supposed to be. Instead, on the ground was the Decepticon insignia, but it was red instead of purple.
"We have to get out of here," said Arcee as she quickly moved away from the console.
"But how is this possible?" Bulkhead asked.
"I don't know, but we need to get out of here before we're discovered."
"Too late for that," said a voice.
Bulkhead recognised that voice all too well and spun around to see Shockwave standing there in the shadows. However, instead of his normal paint job, he was wearing the colours he used when he disguised himself as Longarm, and the Decepticon symbol on his chest was red instead of purple at his single eye was blue instead of red.
"Shockwave," Bulkhead gasped.
"Bulkhead, I'm rather surprised that you have found a secret base," said Shockwave as he raised his blaster.
"Your secret base?" Bulkhead stared perplexed.
"Of course, it's our base, didn't you our insignia?" said Shockwave. "Regardless of how you found us, I would suggest surrendering. I do not wish to cause you harm."
Bulkhead looked at Arcee, who looked equally as confused.
"The last time we met, you had no qualms about destroying us!" said Bulkhead.
"I think you have me confused with you Autobots," said Shockwave.
"Now you're making me confused," said Bulkhead.
Acree looked at Shockwave with a tight grip on her energy swords. "Do you know who I am?"
Shockwave looked at her. "Yes, I recognise you from the reports. Your name is Arcee; you were an intelligent bot that stole a set of activation codes from us. You then use those codes to create a series of powerful drones to chase us Decepticons off of Cybertron."
"And what happened to me?"
Shockwave looked at her and lowered his blaster, looking curious. "You were then destroyed because you could have easily commanded those drones to attack your fellow Autobots."
"What is he talking about?" Bulkhead asked.
Arcee looked at Bulkhead. "I don't know how, but somehow we have indeed transported to Detroit. Only it is not our Detroit; it's an alternate reality."
"Wait, you mean a parallel world?" Bulkhead stared. "But that's just a flimsy theory; no one has ever been able to prove such an existence."
"And yet here we are," said Arcee looking at Shockwave.
Shockwave looked at Bulkhead. "You certainly don't seem to act like the Bulkhead, I know. This certainly raises some interesting questions."
"Indeed," said a new voice, and everyone turned to see entering the base was Megatron. However, he had a white and blue colour scheme, and his optics were blue, as was his Decepticon insignia. "And I would like to hear all that from the beginning."
Bulkhead admitted that it was strange talking to Megatron, but given their situation, he began explaining everything that had happened since the Space Bridge overload up to the point where they entered the plant.
"Quite the tale," said Megatron. "But none of this explains how you came to our universe."
"This has never happened in the history of Space Bridge technology; it can't be just some random accident," said Bulkhead.
"You, the Space Bridge genius, do you have any theories?" Arcee asked.
"Well, there is a standing theory that the Space Bridge does transport you from multiple dimensions, but a simple overload should just bring you to a parallel universe."
"Unless the overload caused the Space Bridge vortex to synchronise with our universe, and then it simply transported you to the latest coordinates on your Space Bridge," Shockwave offered.
"That would be Earth, and it is the only theory we have," said Bulkhead.
"Okay, but how do we get back to our universe?" Arcee asked.
"I'm afraid that we're going to need the Space Bridge ourselves."
"Fortunately, there is one on Earth," said Megatron. "Unfortunately, the Autobots have control over it. I'm afraid you're going to have to fight your way through your evil counterparts if you want to go home."
"Still can't get over the fact that we are the bad guys here," said Bulkhead.
"And I can't get over the fact that you guys are the good guys," said a familiar voice.
Bulkhead and Arcee spun around and were astonished to see Elita approaching them. She had her original colour scheme, but she looked exactly like her old techno-organic form.
"Elita?" Bulkhead stared.
"No one's called me that for a long time," she said. "Not since Optimus betrayed me and left me for scrap, so I go by the name Blackarachnia now. I take it from your expression that your Optimus didn't leave me behind in his expedition."
"Uh, not quite," said Bulkhead. "And in truth, it wasn't his expedition; it was Sentinel's."
Blackarachnia shook her head. "Of course it was."
"I take it that your Optimus Prime is in the noble hero like ours," Arcee assumed.
"No, he's a brutal warlord," said Megatron. "After his expedition with Blackarachnia here, Ultra Magnus exiled him out of fear that he might overthrow him. He, along with a small crew of Autobots, searched for the AllSpark so that they could conquer Cybertron. Both me and my Decepticons intercepted them, and we ended up crashing on this planet."
"That was exactly what happened to us," said Bulkhead.
"We managed to acquire the AllSpark, but Optimus boarded our ship in an attempt to steal it," said Blackarachnia. "We were able to kick off the ship and assumed he was destroyed. Sadly, his remains were found by one Isaac Sumdac, who reverse engineered his technology and creative robotic empire to take over the world."
"He wouldn't happen to have a techno-organic daughter named Sari, was he?" Bulkhead asked.
"Sadly, yes," said Shockwave. "We still don't know how a protoform appeared in his lab, but he managed to create a creature that was just as vile as him. He experimented on her feeding her anger."
"Isaac Sumdac was a genius but also careless," said Megatron. "He inadvertently awakened the remains of Optimus Prime, who saw the potential within Sari Sumdac. The commune with our promising her vengeance if she helped to rebuild him.
Me and my Decepticons try to liberate this city from Sumdac's control, but then we encountered a newly restored Optimus Prime. The battle was ferocious, and he almost gained control of the AllSpark; I was left with no choice but to destroy it dispersing it across the planet."
"Yeah, the same thing happened to us, sort of," said Bulkhead.
"You said that Sumdac was," Arcee noted.
"Sari Sumdac wasn't exactly forgiving, and Optimus kept his word," said Blackarachnia.
"Optimus Prime then awakened their ancient doomsday weapon and attacked Cybertron, usurping Ultra Magnus and becoming its lord and master," said Megatron. "He would have got the AllSpark, as well as my most loyal friend Starscream, hadn't sacrificed himself to save it."
"Now, that did not happen to us," said Bulkhead.
"Then it sounds like your universe was extremely fortunate," said Shockwave. "Optimus Prime has set up an outpost here in this city because the reconstitution of the AllSpark has created—"
"A new type of techno-organic Energon," Bulkhead finished. "Yeah, the same thing happened to our Earth."
"Then you must know that whoever controls this planet may very well control the fate of the entire galaxy," said Shockwave. "The Energon on this planet is more powerful than the standard Energon on Cybertron, so it has been a gruelling battle ever since."
"But perhaps with you to hear, we might have a chance," said Megatron. "The Space Bridge is located in Isaac Sumdac's former Citadel, which had been repurposed by the Autobots as their main base of operations on the planet. We have been planning a final assault on the base and taking control over it. We may very well be able to free the populace of this planet and help you get home."
Bulkhead looked at Arcee. "What do you think?"
"I don't think we don't have much of a choice," said Arcee.
"Then this is the plan," said Megatron.
Arcee and Blackarachnia were making their way through the sewers beneath the Citadel. Arcee's paint job had now changed to purple and dark grey, which made her more than a little uncomfortable.
"We do mapping out these tunnels for quite some time and found an unsecured secret passage," said Blackarachnia.
"So we sneak inside and open the main gates for the others," Arcee simplified.
"Sadly, it's not that simple," said Blackarachnia. "The controls of the main gate are constantly guarded by one of Optimus Prime's loyal subordinates… Ironhide."
"And with his armoured body overpowering him is not going to be easy."
"Which makes him the perfect guard, but if I can sneak up behind him and inject with my cyber venom, he will be a threat."
"Let me guess, I act as the distraction," Arcee assumed.
"With that electronic paint job we gave you, you should be able to blend in with the Autobots easy enough."
They kept on making their way down the passageway until they came to a large door.
"We're here," said Blackarachnia.
They opened the door and found themselves in a storage compartment, though it looked as if it hadn't been used for quite some time.
"You know what do," said Blackarachnia and then transformed into her beast mode.
Once they were out of the storage compartment, Blackarachnia climbed up the walls towards the ceiling, and Arcee made her way to the front gates. Once there, she could see Ironhide standing guard; his painter was completely black, he had red optics, and the Autobot symbol was purple.
Arcee then stepped out into the open and was immediately spotted by Ironhide.
"Identify yourself!" he demanded.
"My name is Arcee," said Arcee.
Ironhide looked at her suspiciously and walked over to her. "I've never seen you around before."
"That's probably because I just arrived," said Arcee. "Optimus Prime told me to report here."
"I wasn't notified."
"That's hardly my fault."
Ironhide still didn't convince. "But why would you be sent here? I'm more than capable of guarding the front gate."
"That's something you should speak to Optimus Prime about," said Arcee.
Ironhide leaned in towards her. "Perhaps I should ask Ratchet if someone has used the Space Bridge."
He then suddenly cried out in plain and collapsed as Blackarachnia was hanging upside down behind him and had plunged his stingers into his back.
"Good work," she said as she somersaulted to the ground. "Now, would you say we open the front door?"
They opened the front gate, and Bulkhead, Megatron and his Decepticons entered. Among the Decepticons were Lugnut, who had an orange and red paint job, Blitzwing, who had a green and black paint job, Soundwave, who had a red and yellow paint job and the Starscream clones.
"Excellent work," said Megatron.
Arcee deactivated her paint job reverting to her normal covers. "That's much better."
"We need to get to the Space Bridge," said Bulkhead.
"Agreed," said Megatron and turned to his Decepticons. "Slipstream, you the Seekers, head straight to the command centre. Soundwave, begin to disrupt their communications; the rest of you are with me."
"Yes, sir!" they saluted.
They then immediately went their separate ways.
Bulkhead and Arcee quickly made their way towards the Space Bridge with the Decepticons, which was rather unusual in itself.
"What kind of resistance could we expect?" Arcee asked.
"The Space Bridge is heavily guarded, so you can expect a lot," said Megatron.
Then suddenly, they saw bolts of electricity firing at them, and they quickly took cover. Bulkhead looked around the corner and was stunned to see Bumblebee, but instead of a yellow and black paint job, he had a dark white and black paint job.
"I don't know how you Decepticons got inside, but you are proceeding any further!" Bumblebee snarled.
"I beg to differ!" said Shockwave and fired his blaster. "I'll keep him occupied; the rest of you push on."
"You heard him move!" Megatron ordered.
They followed his commands and carried on until they finally reached the Space Bridge control centre. There guarding the controls was Ratchet, who had a sickly green and purple paint job, and Bulkhead's counterpart, who had a dark green and purple paint job.
Ratchet looked at Bulkhead and then at his evil counterpart. "Two Bulkhead? How is that possible?"
"Ve'll let you ponder on that," said Blitzwing, immediately firing his ice cannons.
Lugnut then charged in and engaged with Bulkhead's counterpart. The two of them began to wrestle one another.
"I won't let you interfere with Optimus Prime's plans!" Bulkhead vowed.
"You can try!" Lugnut roared.
"We need to shut down the Space Bridge!" said Blackarachnia.
Then suddenly, she was hit by a red energy orb knocking her back. Bulkhead turned and saw Sari, but she was way different from the Sari he knew and loved. This Sari had razor-sharp claws, much darker skin, burning red eyes and dark purple hair.
"You might find that difficult," she said with an evil grin, and her eyes turned to Bulkhead and Arcee. "And who were the two of you be? You're clearly Autobots, but you are fighting alongside Decepticon?"
"Sari, we don't want to hurt you," said Arcee.
"Good, now make it easy for me to rip you apart," she said viciously.
Blackarachnia picked herself up. "I'll handle her; you two needed to gain control over the Space Bridge!"
Before either of them could say anything, Blackarachnia immediately fired webbing at Sari, who quickly sliced it into pieces with her claws. She then began firing energy balls at her, and Blackarachnia quickly dodged.
Bulkhead was horrified to see Sari act like this, but then he remembered that this was an alternate universe. He then quickly made his way to the Space Bridge and quickly accessed the terminal.
"I should be able to lock any kind of Space Bridge travel," he said.
"And I think I can also access the Citadel's database," said Arcee.
"Is that really important?"
"We may have new insight; I'm gonna download what I can," said Arcee and installed a memory driving to the console. "Providing you can get us back to our universe."
"I can trace all the recent transwarp signatures of the city; if I can isolate it and then match it, I can send us back."
"But first, we have to win this battle," said Megatron as he approached them.
"I'm afraid that won't be happening," said a voice behind them.
They spun around and saw Optimus had just entered the room in his Powermaster suit wielding the Magnus Hammer. His paint job was black and purple, and he had some black markings beneath his chin which made it seem he was wearing a beard.
"Optimus Prime, you should be on Cybertron," said Megatron.
"Fortunately, I came here a few solar cycles ago, we have been planning and operation to eliminate you and your Decepticons once and for all, but it seems you have brought yourselves to us instead."
"Your reign of terror ends here, Optimus Prime!" said Megatron as he quickly fired his fusion cannon.
Optimus quickly blocked it with the Magnus Hammer. "Ends? It only just beginning, now that I know that there are other universes to conquer."
"You want to conquer the entire multi-verse?" Bulkhead stared.
"Why not?"
"You could cause who knows what kind of damage if you even attempt to cross will alternate dimensions," said Bulkhead. "You could end up unravelling all reality."
"You would say anything to protect your universe," Optimus scoffed.
"I cannot allow you to do this," said Megatron as he drew his twin blades.
"What you allow is not my concern. You have failed to stop me every single turn, and Bess, all you managed to do was delay my plans, but not now."
Optimus then charged in, swinging the Magnus Hammer down onto Megatron, who quickly blocked it with his twin blades. Megatron swung one of his blades at Optimus, who quickly dodged it and then swung his fist at him. He barely had time to dodge a quickly aimed his fusion cannon directly at Optimus' face.
Optimus quickly leaned back in the blast shot right over him. He then spun around, striking him with the hammer and sending him across the room. He then marched up to Megatron and raised above his head.
"This is the end of the heroic Megatron!" Optimus cried.
Megatron braced himself for the end, but at the last moment, Bulkhead jumped on Optimus and began punching him. Optimus managed to blast him off him with his cannons, causing him to land on the floor.
Optimus glared at him. "How dare you lay your filthy servos on me!"
Bulkhead glared at him and pulled out his wrecking ball arm. "I won't let you in danger, the people of this planet."
"You actually care for these humans," said Optimus as if the notion was humorous. "Why would anyone care these filthy vermin is beyond me?"
"Maybe you would understand if you didn't destroy everything around you," said Bulkhead.
"I will do whatever it takes to get on top, even if it means I have to betray my old friends."
"Like me?" said Blackarachnia.
Optimus turned his head and saw Blackarachnia, who had successfully webbed Sari, who seemed to be mumbling something with webbing over her mouth.
"It was absolutely nothing personal, Elita," said Optimus.
Blackarachnia narrowed her optics. "Oh, it was personal. Don't you remember the dream that you, me and Sentinel had? Three of us dreamed that we would start a new era for all Autobots, but all you cared about was power."
"Without power, one cannot accomplish anything, I deny everything I have done was for a means to an end, but I still desire to have you rule by my side even mutated as you were."
"Your action say otherwise," Blackarachnia glared. "When Megatron found me, he gave me a new family that truly cared for me and a better purpose."
Optimus narrowed his eyes. "Well, at least you will go offline with no regrets."
He then channelled a massive amount of electricity into his hammer and was just about to unleash it when suddenly there was a blast, and Optimus' optics widened. He looked down and saw a massive hole in his chest; he slowly turned his head and saw Megatron sitting there with the smoking fusion cannon.
He then dropped the hammer and fell to the ground and looked up at Blackarachnia. "Guess I spoke too soon."
His optics then went dark, and the colour faded from his body.
"It's over," said Megatron.
All the evil Autobots had now been apprehended and stasis cuffed.
"Thanks to you too, this war may have come to an end," said Megatron looking at Bulkhead and Arcee.
"What do you plan on doing now?" Arcee asked.
"We'll help the humans rebuild and see where we go from there. Optimus Prime may be no more, but someone will no doubt take his place, but that is for us to worry about. You two need to go back to your own universe."
"I managed to isolate the transwarp signature that should take us back to our universe," said Bulkhead.
"It felt strange fighting alongside Autobots again," said Blackarachnia folding her arms.
"You could come with us," Arcee offered.
Blackarachnia chuckled. "I think I would only confuse more than they are now."
"I hope you and your forces are successful against my evil counterpart," said Megatron.
"With a bot like Optimus Prime in charge, there's no doubt about that," said Bulkhead and accessed the terminal.
Bulkhead and Arcee waved goodbye before they jumped into the vortex and vanished.
Moments later, they found themselves back at the Space Bridge Nexus, where they were welcomed by Preceptor and a science team.
"You're back," said Preceptor. "We have been trying to reach you for a megacycle. Can you care to explain what happened to you?"
"It's a long story," said Arcee.
They then began to explain to Preceptor everything that had transpired in the mirror universe; he just stood there and listened.
"Fascinating," said Preceptor. "A complete alternate universe, though I only have you worked for it."
"Not exactly," said Arcee and pulled out a data drive. "At its liberty of downloading everything in the Citadel."
Preceptor took the data drive with fascination. "Scientists will be studying all this data for solar cycles to come. Parallel universes were nothing more than a theory until now, but this will have to be top-secret. The public discovered that they were alternate versions of their loved ones still online it could cause mayhem for the entire multi-verse."
"We understand," Arcee nodded.
Preceptor then left, and Arcee and Bulkhead looked at the Space Bridge.
"Still hard to believe we ended up in an alternate universe," said Arcee.
"Yeah, and it was strange seeing us at the bad guys. Still, at least we help to take them down."
Arcee nodded. "Let's just hope we can do the same here."