Here's a chapter dedicated to Bay verse (sigh) enjoy.

Native Optimus -Bayverse Optimus

Foreign Optimus - TFP Optimus


While the environment surrounding the two changed completely, Megatron reared back from that punch courtesy of his arch nemesis. Prime hurled another but Megatron caught it in his fist. As payback, he kicked Optimus in the chest, who stumbled back. Optimus armed up his gun but Megatron got ahead of him and already had the fusion cannon aiming and buzzing with energy.

"Now we need a truce, Prime. I did not rescue you from those organic scraplets to continue our battle. Not yet, anyways." he smirked at the last part.

"Do you expect gratitude?" behind his battle mask, Optimus gritted his dental.

"No. Merely a truce. It occurs to me we will need each other in our endeavor to return to our own reality. And that is the only reason you still live, Prime." Megatron sneered. Oh, how enjoyable it would have been to leave Optimus to die at the hands of humans he swore to protect.

Optimus glared daggers at him. If Megatron had also become aware they had been transported to another reality, that truly cemented how desperate his situation - their situation - was. Truly, he did not want to partner with the warlord, even if it was his only chance to return home. It might have been worth it to leave him stranded in another Universe just to spare their own of the existence of Megatron. But, as he had just witnessed, Megatron would just sow death upon another Universe. So it was with great reluctance that he nodded.

"Excellent." Megatron depowered his fusion cannon. Optimus stood up and looked him dead in the optics.

"I will make you pay for what you have done, today."

Megatron rolled his optics. Oh, how many times had he heard that song. He scanned their new location and was unpleasantly surprised to see they were still in an Earth wasteland, a desert. "It appears that whatever that new burst of energy was, it transported us elsewhere on this twisted Earth."

Optimus looked around, humming in thought. That was the logical theory, but an instinct told him it was not. He took a gamble and tuned his radio. Instantly his audio receptors were flooded with a transmission.

"...all units, converge on the ruins! Optimus is fighting Megatron and The Fallen…" the Prime let out a soft gasp which was noticed by Megatron. No use in lying to the Lord of the Decepticons.

"Turn on your radio link." He all but commanded and The Big M decided to humor him. What he heard was some kind of human military chatter, referencing 'Optimus' fighting Megatron himself and the infamous Fallen.

The Prime and the warlord shared a look of silent agreement, transformed and raced towards the source of the transmission. As a flier and much faster, Megatron made it to the battlefield first, some unimpressive, decaying human ruins.

From the sky fell two Cybetronians locked in a battle. One a red and blue familiar frame of his arch-enemy, though he was power-linxed with some flying enhancements. Nevertheless, it was indeed another Optimus Prime. The other was a very strange-looking Cybertronian; his frame was not bulky but thin and streamlined, the face was long and almost alien-like. The oddest part was that his arms were attached by the elbows to the mech's hips.

Finally, his Optimus arrived. "What is happening?"

"It seems your counterpart in this universe is fighting what appears to be…the Fallen." Megatron sighed.

Optimus optics widened. The infamous Fallen, the traitor of the thirteen! Well, that mech certainly looked like no ordinary Cybertronian.

"Those radio transmissions that we picked up were human in origin. We may be in yet another alternate universe. One where humans are also aware of our existence."

Megatron wanted to comment dryly on that but refrained from it. "The combatants are not yet aware of our presence. Let us keep it at that, for the moment."

Optimus gave a sideways glare. He had no intention of letting Megatron boss him around but he would comply for the moment. Should his counterpart require help, he would instantly step in.

"Die, like your brothers!" The enemy, the Fallen, growled.

"They were your brothers, too." The augmented Optimus retorted.

Another fighter joined the struggle and engaged Optimus on the side of The Fallen. A bulky Cybertronian with a plain gray color scheme. His legs were long and thick, contrasting with short and thin arms. The face was just hideous, with sharp teeth growing out of a lipless mouth. The attacker transformed his right arm into a fusion cannon and fired a shot which bounced off Optimus' armor.

Foreign Megatron's optics widened. "A fusion cannon?"

"From all indications, that is your counterpart in this universe." Foreign Optimus added neutrally.

If Foreign Megatron had a nose, he would turn it up. He wasn't one to care for aesthetics, but that mech was just ugly. Not to mention disproportionate; bad enough with the arms, his torso was so massive he walked with a hunchback.

Back to the battle, Native Optimus quickly dominated by cutting off Megatron's cannon arm and blasting him through a wall of the ruins. Whereas Foreign Megatron snarled in disgust, Foreign Optimus grinned under his battle mask. If that wasn't catharsis by proxy, he didn't know what it was.

Native Optimus' turned his focus back onto the Fallen and drove his blade through the enemy's head. Or would have hadn't the Fallen dodged in the nick of time. Instead, the sword sliced through his cheeks and two of his fingers. That caused the ancient Cybertronian to go ballistic and proceeded to tear pieces of Native Optimus' upgrades. He attempted to impale Optimus with a staff, but the Prime snagged the weapon.

"You picked the wrong planet!" and he stabbed the Fallen with his own weapon on the shoulder. It seemed the battle was decided. Foreign Optimus expected the Native one to finally force the enemy to stand down and…

"GIVE ME YOUR FACE!"

Foreign Optimus nearly choked on his own double-take. Foreign Megatron, whom was watching the fight boredly, was left slack-jawed in such a way you could fit your own fist in his mouth.

"Did he just…" the Prime started, his voice shaking.

"Ripped off that cretin's face? Oh, he did." a horrified Megatron finished. He may be the Lord of a bandit army and committed horrible atrocities, but…ripping off someone's face was way above his league of evil.

As if that grotesque show of mutilation wasn't enough, Native Optimus literally tore out the Fallen's spark and crushed it in his hand, ending the menace once and for all.

All the while the spectators from another universe watched in terror. To their growing dread, the Native Optimus finally realized he had an audience.

"You! Who are you, interlopers?" He asked menacingly.

Megatron wouldn't respond and Foreign Optimus took a step. "We are visitors from another universe and…"

"Lies! Are you pretenders sent by Megatron?!"

"No. We…"

"Show me your FACES!" and the deranged Prime advanced on them. In a panic, the foreigners touched each other and, fortunately for them, vanished from that universe before the raging lunatic Optimus could give them a makeover.


APRIL FOOLS! Yep that the Bayverse wrapped up. What, you thought I was gonna waste time and energy on that waste of time and energy. Nope!

Anyways, the next universes will be, according to the recent poll:

1) What if the kids became the Knights of Unicron?

2) What if the humans failed to stop the Nemesis?

3) What if Jack had 'killed' Megatron in the cave in?