Transformers Infinity. [old]

Chapter 9

It didn't take long to find which one they were in. Watcher told Bumblebee that this universe's version of him can help and knows someone—a lot of someones. Entering the realm, Watcher stayed behind to make sure the Sclavuses weren't able to take anyone else in the winged Bumblebee's world. The cybertronian landed hard, the wind huffed out of him, onto Earth's surface. "Are you alright?" Watcher called.

"I'm fine, I just ... feel different," he explained. "Like I now have limits." Shaking the feeling off, he walked through the canyons, letting his energy signal beam massively on scanners. "By the primes, where are they?" the Bumblebee asked aloud.

"Right here," Grimlock's voice called out from behind him.

"Who are you?" the universe's Bumblebee started. When the winged Bumblebee turned to face them, the universe's Bumblebee said, "What ... are you?"

"It's a long story. But I'll cut to the point, I'm another you from a different universe."

"But then what are you doing in our universe?" Drift asked the question that echoed in their minds.

"Because your universe's Sclavuse race has been kidnapping my people. But to more exact, Predaking and Amberflame's predacons subjects!"

"How did my life get to the point that's not a surprise?"

"Sorry ... what?!" the winged Bumblebee exclaimed. Then realization hit him. "You were a slave to those monsters."

"Not all of them are monsters," the non-winged Bumblebee told him.

"Excuse me?!"

"There is a union who goes by the name, Anti-Slavery. They haaate the other slave owners. Especially the royal Slave Master families."

"And I haven't heard this why?"

"They can't say anything, or they'll be killed. They helped our Bumblebee escape years ago," Sideswipe explained. "I'm Sideswipe, by the way."

"We didn't believe him at first, but when we met them, and saw how they interacted with each other, then we believed him," Strongarm included.

"And you are ... dinobot?" the winged Bumblebee asked with crossed arms and a raised eyebrow.

"Name's Grimlock," the black and green dinobot told him with a cheerful face.

"GRIMLOCK?!" he shouted while uncrossing his arms. It was quiet for a second before he continued. "He's not a king by any chance?"

"Why would Grimlock be a king?" Drift asked the question for them.

"Because he's a king in my universe ... what's with the faces?"

"Does that mean I have servants and ... other things?" Grimlock asked with curiosity.

"First of all, my Grimlock doesn't call his subjects 'servants'. Second, he calls anyone who he trusts 'my friend'."

"What else am I like?" Grimlock asked, getting hyped.

"Save the chat," the native Bumblebee interrupted. "We have predacons to rescue."

"He's right," the other agreed. "We need to contact the Libertases."

"I'm sure when they hear about this, they are not going to be happy."

Heading back to their base, they quickly contacted the Libertas race. Within the moment of explaining, the Libertas's leader was thrown into a fiery rage. Then the native Bumblebee quickly reasoned in their tongue that there would be consequences and risks of just running to the Sclavuse's planet without a plan. The others watched in confusion, trying to figure out what was being said. "You are not the only one who has no clue what they are saying," Strongarm told the strange Bumblebee.