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Drifting in space, a purple, metal t-rex stomped around on a spaceship (the former Decepticon Flagship, the original Nemesis<\/em>), grumbling to himself and gnashing his teeth. As he griped, he approached the conference room and found his ragtag group of various bots that served Megatron once. \u201cSaurion, Terrorize,\u201d grunted the t-rex as he converted to robot mode. \u201cThunderblast, report.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo significant changes to the galactic standings yet, Sir,\u201d sighed the femme-boat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSaurion, this is ridiculous!\u201d complained Dirt Boss. \u201cWe\u2019ve been drifting with no real end in sight!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWee Dirt Boss is right,\u201d rumbled Mole Dive.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSaurion, what ARE we looking for?\u201d asked Lugnut.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSomething. ANYTHING,\u201d grunted Saurion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYeah, that ain\u2019t vague at all,\u201d rumbled Dirt Boss.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHold up,\u201d called Thunderblast. \u201cSpace Chatter\u2019s been cleared.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cFinally!\u201d sighed Saurion. \u201cTell me, how will the Decepticon Empire fare now?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCombing the data now and\u2026\u201d Thunderblast\u2019s sentence faded. \u201c\u2026Oh my.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d asked Saurion. Thunderblast hesitated. \u201c\u2026Your current commander asked you a question!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cEr, say, Saurion, Baby, how do you feel about Nebulanese foo-?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDo NOT change the subject! What\u2019s\u2026going\u2026on?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell, Sir\u2026the\u2026er\u2026the Decepticons\u2026that is… the Empire, it\u2019s sort of\u2026well-\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSpit it out already!\u201d Thunderblast stayed silent, then sighed in defeat as she reported the latest news.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThe war is over. Megatron\u2019s serving a House Arrest sentence for war crimes and reparations are currently being made for the worlds the war touched. Earthia\u2019s the second Galaxy Convoy.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThen the Decepticon Empire\u2026is GONE?!\u201d yelped Mole Dive.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYeah, it is. So, about that-\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHH!\u201d Saurion\u2019s roar echoed throughout the ship. \u201cTHAT\u2019S IT! I\u2019M DONE! I QUIT!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cQuit?!\u201d protested Lugnut. \u201cSir, you can\u2019t quit conquest when we\u2019ve barely started!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNot conquest, you idiot, no! I quit this whole slagging universe!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201c\u2026What?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cEveryone, I refuse to live in a universe where a feared empire loses its nerve, and a damned talking flower runs a slagging interstellar alliance! So, pack your bags! We\u2019re leaving!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTo where?!\u201d protested Mole Dive. \u201cSir, we can\u2019t just leave a universe! It\u2019s\u2026it\u2019s\u2026well, it\u2019s impossible!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201c\u2026Not if our little prize in the vault\u2019s the real deal,\u201d mused Thunderblast.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201c\u2026You mean that sword?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell, might as well see if we need to give lie to the myth right now, yes,\u201d rumbled Saurion. \u201cDirt Boss, fetch the sword.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Everyone on the ship gathered around the Sword of Parallels. It spoke to them in demonic whispers, as it always did since its initial forging. \u201cNo, I\u2019m not going to waste my life controlling Mini-cons, Energon, or Cyber Planet Keys,\u201d grunted Saurion. The Sword whispered again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThat sounds like a bad 80\u2019s cartoon!\u201d complained Thunderblast. \u201cNext!\u201d The Sword whispered once again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThe Frack are O Parts?!\u201d asked Dirt Boss. The whispers continued. \u201cNo scrap, that\u2019s contrived!\u201d More whispers reached their ears.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201c\u2026You know, having the Allspark in our hands COULD prove useful,\u201d mused Lugnut.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cPerhaps, but it might also be more trouble than it\u2019s worth,\u201d replied Saurion. \u201cLet\u2019s put that on the \u2018Maybe\u2019 pile.\u201d The Sword whispered again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo, I\u2019m not going to let a human girl kiss me!\u201d gagged Mole Dive. The Sword whispered once more.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201c\u2026Control both Primus AND Unicron, you say?\u201d asked Saurion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHow?\u201d quizzed Lugnut. The Sword whispered its explanation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThe Twelve Primal Keys, you say? Go on,\u201d urged Dirt Boss as he and Thunderblast leaned in. The Sword continued its explanation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSo, find all twelve, unlock the Infinity Gate, travel sideways in time to get to the God Realm, and then use the Keys against Primus and Unicron?\u201d Mole Dive summed up. The Sword whispered its confirmation. Mole Dive smiled. \u201cI\u2019m game.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMe too,\u201d agreed Lugnut.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cLet\u2019s control some gods!\u201d declared Thunderblast.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSir, I think we have a majority,\u201d reported Dirt Boss. \u201cI\u2019m in.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMajority? You mean unanimous decision,\u201d rumbled Saurion. \u201cNow, if you\u2019ll excuse me, I must open the gate to that universe. All hands, to the bridge!\u201d Everyone charged off to the bridge and Saurion unsheathed the Sword, reading off the inscription. \u201cIn the name all that I command, I command thee, thou blade! Open thy hidden ways! Lead me to my destiny!\u201d He then made one quick, animalistic slash and a large, purple portal opened. The Sword faded as it opened its last universe. \u201cOur destiny awaits, my Decepticons, yes!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSure you don\u2019t want to say goodbye?\u201d joked Thunderblast.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201c\u2026Well, I suppose it would be rude not to say anything.\u201d Saurion then cleared his throat. \u201cTo my old friends in this universe, I would like to say it\u2019s been a pleasure living here, but it wouldn\u2019t be true, no. You\u2019ve constantly upended my schemes and derailed my plans! So, to that, I bid adieu, yes! To my new universe, I give you this warning: I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end! I am that which is, which was, and is yet to come, and you will know my name is Megatron when I lay my vengeance upon you!\u201d He turned to the crew. \u201cAll hands, you may now refer to me as Megatron, yes! Full speed ahead!\u201d The old Nemesis<\/em> fled into the portal. Once it entered, the portal closed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Angel Island, home of the Master Emerald and its guardians, Knuckles the Echidna and Rouge the Bat. It was Knuckles\u2019 turn for guard duty as he sat by the Master Emerald altar, reminiscing about how much things have changed in his life. Sonic was now King of Mobius, G.U.N. was now inclusive of magic wielders, Eggman and Morgane went into retirement (he\u2019d trust that as far as he could throw Eggman), and Rouge was giving up her quest to steal the Master Emerald. As he rested, he heard metal against the ground in a rhythm. He looked to see Optimus come up to the altar. \u201cPrime?\u201d he quizzed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cKnuckles the Echidna, I presume?\u201d replied Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cKid, what are you doing here? I thought you were heading back to Cybertron.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI ain\u2019t due for another hour. Just thought I\u2019d wrap up my farewell tour where it all started.\u201d Optimus looked past the altar. \u201cI see you haven\u2019t filled in the craters our stasis pods made when we landed here.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI still remember the voices coming out of the pods. Goldbug was still Corporal Bumblebee and he reported that you guys successfully landed and Ironhide grunted that it felt more like falling than landing. After that, you threw up.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI remember the shock I felt when I saw that we were in the air.\u201d Optimus\u2019 comment elicited a chuckle from the two. \u201cAnd what an adventure that kicked off! 15 years on this crazy planet!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDo you ever wonder what would happen if you DIDN\u2019T chase after Jazz?\u201d Optimus got a faraway look.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201c\u2026Often. But you know what, I still wouldn\u2019t change a thing. I\u2019m gonna miss Mobius.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou can still visit us, can you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, of course. The Space Bridge still has Mobius\u2019 coordinates locked in. I\u2019ll be sure to bring Blackarachnia in two months. Wouldn\u2019t want to leave an ally behind.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou know, I\u2019ve been meaning to ask Rouge, it looked like G.U.N. was more prepared for you guys.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTails alerted them to us when he found us entering the atmosphere.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGood thing he did.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo kidding. The last thing we needed was to be shot at while picking up Jazz.\u201d Optimus sighed as he reminisced. \u201c\u2026Well, time to bring the farewell tour to a close.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNeed a lift?\u201d Knuckles held up a ring.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThe old warp ring! Let me try!\u201d Knuckles handed the ring over and Optimus flicked it into the air. It expanded and projected a golden portal. He then stuck his head through it, then pulled it out. \u201cThat\u2019s the place. Well, goodbye, Knuckles the Echidna.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSee you later, Optimus Prime. \u2018Til all are one.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201c\u2018Til all are one.\u201d Optimus then stepped through the ring, and it disappeared behind him. Knuckles looked to the sky and sighed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell, I guess this is it. \u2026You know, I wonder if Eggbreath really IS retired.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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\u201cSo ends our involvement in Cybertronian affairs,\u201d sighed Eggman as he sat in his chair. \u201cAnd so ends the Eggman Empire\u2019s dreams of conquest.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNow, Eggy!\u201d protested Morgane.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt\u2019s true! Morgane, I\u2019m not getting any younger and I don\u2019t have an heir! Let\u2019s face it, my dreams are nothing more than dust!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI don\u2019t believe that for a minute. We still have a chance to make this a planet for Robotniks to rule!\u201d Eggman then decided to address something.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMorgane, you\u2019ve been rubbing your belly for a while now. Are you hungry or something?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNot right now, but the little one will need nourishment.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cLittle one? \u2026Wait, are you saying\u2026?!\u201d Morgane grinned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo heirs? A load of rubbish, I say.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnd you\u2019re SURE I\u2019m the father?! Please say yes!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI had your medical bots confirm. This child is yours.\u201d Eggman gave a cheer of happiness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThen what am I doing sitting around and feeling sorry for myself?! I must make sure my child has something to command! They shall make this world a techno-magical paradise!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAdding magic to their repertoire?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGiven that mages exist, I\u2019d be a fool if I didn\u2019t have my child learn how to defend themselves against offensive magic.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019ll take care of that front; you train them in science.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cExactly what I had in mind, my dear! Look out, world! The Eggman\/Le Fay Empire\u2019s not done yet! OH HO HO HO HO HO!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The day had finally arrived. All Cybertronian refugees that wanted to return home were now onboard the ships. Optimus headed to the transport pad and looked at the crowd gathered. \u201c\u2026Everyone,\u201d he said, \u201cit\u2019s been a pleasure to explore your world, but the time has come for me to return to mine. However, the possibilities of me visiting Mobius again are 100%. And if you ever need help, just say the word!\u201d The crowd then cheered as many held up signs wishing Optimus good luck, telling him to come back soon, and that Mobius would miss him. Optimus waved and smiled. He then activated his comms. \u201cOptimus to Ark<\/em>. One to beam up.\u201d He then shimmered out from view.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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\u201cSpace Bridge coordinates confirmed,\u201d reported Cliffjumper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cFleet reports ready,\u201d announced Prowl. \u201cThey\u2019ll follow us on your command.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHelm\u2026get us home!\u201d Cliffjumper keyed in a command.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The Ark<\/em> turned to face the Space Bridge as it opened. Once the portal stabilized, the thrusters of the mighty starship spun to life and fired. Once the Ark<\/em> moved, the fleet followed. They went into the portal, and it closed behind them. On the Space Colony ARK, Shadow and Maria looked out the window, watching the whole thing. \u201cGood luck, Optimus,\u201d bid Shadow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCome back soon!\u201d called Maria.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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