“Optimus? No?”
“...It is too late for them...but not for the time stream”
“Get him back to the Axalon Cheetor!”
“If I manipulate other events I can save the Earth, but...”
“But you're not allowed to any more”
Vector Prime span around at great speed, in the room full of cogs and gears and clocks stood one other figure, a winged black robot, with a small bird shaped figure on his shoulder
“I know Logos...” the white robot said “but I must save them...”
“So how will you do it? The top bots wont let you return to prehistoric Earth again” Logos asked, as he petted his 'pet'
“I can use my agent on Cybertron, he will help us, and help the universe” Vector Prime answered
“Good luck brother” Logos said, as he walked away, leaving Vector Prime to contact his agent on the Maximal-ruled Cybertron.
NOTE:
This is just a preview, the first part will come soon
