His name is Vampire Prime. He is an Optimus Prime clone, created before Prime's disappearance. Created to wreak havoc on the Autobot's moral, to make them hate their former leader and lately to embrace their new leader, Terrorform. The Autobot leader took this prime clone and experimented with him. The goal: the ultimate magic wars transformer, able to withstand magic lock in both modes and induce it in others. Capable of cruelty and cunning, able to make both Dark Scene's and Lore's magic wars transformers bow before Terrorform.

Infused with the cellular structures of several vampires, DNA recovered from the magic wars dimension, then altered and mutated with Megatron's transmetal 2 technology. The ultimate killing machine. Trained in both mechanical and magical warfare, Vampire Prime was ready to become one of the greatest threats to sentient life anywhere. And he has become just that, a threat. Unfortunately for the deceptive leader of the Autobots, though, Vampire Prime developed more than the sense of self preservation he had had originally. He gathered all the knowledge from the cybertronian records and formulated a series of plans to give him unimaginable power. Vampire Prime never saw active duty, he went AWOL and escaped his rebirth place on Cybertron to go to Earth.

Terrorform controls Earth for now, letting Dark Scene's magic wars Predacons inhabit Asia until their leader returns from the mission Terrorform sent him on. Vampire Prime has come to Earth seeking these Predacons. He means to send any magic wars transformer back to the magical dimension that spawned them. His entire exostructure has been engineered to do this, allowing him to channel energy through himself and essentially beam a transformer into the other dimension. Convinced that this process will eventually let him harness all the magical energies from this dimension into himself, Vampire Prime has undergone a mission to rid the universe of the magic wars transformers, then he will harness a hidden energy that is rumored to exist somewhere in a near by galaxy.

This is all fine and dandy, but this has lead to a little problem: Terrorform is convinced that Vampire Prime will not only get rid of the magic wars Predacons (some of his greatest troops), but will succeed in his magic harnessing grand scheme, gaining enough power to challenge the Autobot leader's hold on the Autobot-Decepticon alliance. He has ordered the Predacons to destroy Vampire Prime, an order that might just finish them instead. Now this is all great. I would like nothing better than to get those Predacon monsters off of Earth, out of the universe even, and would love to see Terrorform trashed by one of his own creations. Unfortunately I am a magic wars transformer myself...

Call me Harbinger. Before the Predacons that were sucked into the magic wars came back with Dark Scene, a black sorcerer from that dimension came to ours in an attempt to conquer this realm, because he failed to conquer the magical dimension due to Maximal interference. This sorcerer reanimated several transformers, I am one of these. Called the undead, we were triple changer transformers that served this mage until we were able to escape his control.

I was not always an undead, I was once Megatron's second lieutenant, commander of his ground forces. Starscream lead the jets, I commanded the tanks. Unfortunately I got to sure of myself and was killed by the Autobots. I have no love for Megatron, who is ironically involved in an attempt to locate Prime, who Terrorform hid away someplace. He then wants to overthrow the new Autobot leader and restore Optimus Prime to power (hah!).

I hate the sorcerer who rose me from my grave. I am hardly alive in any of my modes: robot, tank, or zombie. In order to survive I must now hunt down Vampire Prime. He is a threat to my own survival; he will eventually come to send me to the magic wars dimension, a place I never want to see. I must stop this mad machine before he hunts me down. Once I do stop him, though, I can annex his transportation technology and send the rest of the magic wars Predacons away myself!

-excerpt from Harbinger's personal log entry.

"Dam it Eradicate! We have two threats to our superiority on Earth. One, that infernal undead triple changer Harbinger, the other that insipid transmetal 2 vampire. I just got word that Vampire Prime sent Screach and Warptide back to the magical multiverse almost unopposed. And Harbinger freed the human slaves at the uranium mines in east China, killing the few remaining slivers. I tell you it's a wonder we get along at all without Dark Scene," said Deadwings.

Deadwings was in his beast mode, a giant moreferin, a legend in the universe that spawned the beast. A black humanoid form with two pronounced wings on it's back and a bestial head similar to a cross between an alligator's jaw and a cat skull. His limbs were long and thin, topped of by jagged claws on his feet and semi opposable hands laced with razor sharp talons.

"I wonder is it Dark Scene you are missing or Master, the real power behind the throne?" smirked Eradicate.

Eradicate was the most unnatural Predacon on the planet. Formerly an ancient guardian of the matrix, his body resembled prime's a lot. Dark Scene infected the Autobot with a takklemaggot, a magical creature knowing to take years to gestate and several dozen hosts. To his surprise the transformer's size and power fed the magical creature until it took control of the robot, bending it's will and it's body to suit it's own needs. Now instead of an Autobot, there stood a Predacon that transforms from a giant takklemaggot (a voracious caterpillar-like creature with no eyes, a large jaw, two forward mandibles and eight small legs that pull around a land, segmented tail. at the end of this tail was a black claw-like extension that could crush almost anything. The Predacon was an off-gold color except for his legs and claws, which were black, and his purple head with white jaws.

"Why do I put up with your insolence?" asked Deadwings.

"Because you are Dark Scene's lackey and the nightstalker is gone, sent back in time by our 'partner' Terrorform. Dark Scene needed me because I was a great fighter, one who dispatched most of Lore's new allies when he got to this universe. You need me now to eradicate these two new pests so we can all go back to pretending Dark Scene will succeed in altering Earth's past."

"You insolent worm! How dare you. Dark Scene will succeed in the past. We have taken every precaution, even sent that Destron Cancer back in time to help him," said Deadwings. At the mention of Cancer, Eradicate let loose a "hurump." "But you are correct, I cannot tolerate either of these distractions any longer. Now that Screach and Warptide have been banished, that leaves only you, me and two other magic wars Predacons on Earth for the prime clone to come after. And you know what a joke the Autobots and Decepticons we share this planet are."

"Yeh, the Autobots believe they are protecting Earth from itself and that Optimus Prime is dead. And the Decepticons are even worse. They have rebelled against Megatron, favoring the conquer-mad Terrorform. Heck, he took over Earth, Nebulos, and half the transformer universe within a few weeks. And with Starscream 'filling in' as air commander, the introduction of the Destrons with their new triple changer dragon Galvatron, and a Galvatron created from Megatron's own mind obeying Terrorform, it's a miraculous they haven't fallen foot over face on their own greed."

"Yes..." said Deadwings

"Throw in the fact that Terrorform has convinced us that he is helping Dark Scene in the past and you've got to hand it to the guy. A real cut up!"

"Oh, shut up! Terrorform has granted us the aid of the insecticons and Dirge to take care of our problems."

"Yeah, he should. He created our bat problem!"

"I have Darkseed directing the insecticons to search the coast for Harbinger and Dirge will be here soon to escort you to the search party."

"Escort! What, can we not take care of ourselves any more? I can understand Darkseed, she's a necratog, not the sturdiest of creatures, but I am Eradicate, dark soul supreme! I need no escort!"

"Fine, go to the shore to aid in their search for the triple changer. Bring him to me alive, I want him to serve as bait for our other problem," said Deadwings with a toothy, no cheek, grin.

"Yeah right," said the takklemaggot as he slithered out of the room. Deadwings turned around and transformed. A head shorter and in normal robot mode, he sat at his computer station and began to run temporal anomaly scans and the same probability run on Dark Scene's success in the past.

Dirge turned around, his services no longer needed by the Predacon. He flew at a tremendous pace until he flew by one of his targets, a mutated vampire.

"What the...He didn't appear on my scanners!" said the jet as it turned around. "Where did he go?" Dirge searched the sky but could not find the vampire anywhere. Then suddenly he felt the prime clone on his back, tearing into his left wing and knocking out his guidance system. Before he could transform he crashed into a mountain and was knocked unconscious.

"...and as you can see, we have about a hundred Insecticon clones searching the coast for you Undead menace," said a rather convincing Bombshell clone, standing beside a Shrapnel clone and a kickback clone. they were talking to Darkseed the Predacon atog.

"Remember our true purpose here," echoed the true Shrapnel along the edge of the beach to his Insecticon comrades.

"Yes," said Bombshell, "There are only four Predacons loyal to Dark Scene on this planet and Terrorform wants their allegiance. I'm going to cerebro-shell them one by one..."

"And if these renegades get in the way, they'll get the same!" said Kickback.

"So, what are you fools doing?" asked Eradicate as he jumped from the cliffs above, transforming into his prime-like robot mode.

"For your information, the insecticons are combing the coast for Harbinger. I have just sent three dozen off looking for Vampire Prime as well," said Darkseed.

"Well, I hope Dirge is being useful..." said Eradicate.

"Wasn't Dirge coming with you?"

"I sent him back, isn't he here yet?" asked Eradicate.

"No, maybe we should send some insecticons out after him," said Darkseed.

"No. Whatever is keeping him will be here soon enough. Let me talk to the insecticons awhile while you go and supervise the clones," Eradicate pushed the atog away and gathered the insecticons around him.

"Here you go!" said eradicate as he transformed and bit each of the three insecticons. They fell to to ground and immediately went into stasis. "Hah, soon there will be three more of my kind, but you fell to easily, almost as if you were clones and not the originals...

"Insecticon bowling, how fun is that!" said Harbinger as he tossed a damaged Bombshell clone into an oncoming four insecticons. "Time for you to come on down, insecticons!" Harbinger transformed into his tank mode and rolled over the damaged clones, firing at the new coming Insecticon pests.

"Eradicate, the clones report having found Harbinger five miles from here," called Darkseed

"Well then, hop on and we'll get ourselves a new triple changing plaything," said eradicate as he began to crawl/slither along the shore.

"I'll pass..." said Darkseed.

"Suit yourself sweet!" he said as he made way along the coast to Harbinger. The Insecticon clones followed, including the three true insecticons.

"I hate pests!" said Harbinger as he fired at another incoming group of grasshopper insecticons. He managed to terminate the remainder of the insecticons in range then transformed and returned to the cave he had been hiding in. "I hate moving," he said as he packed up his spare energon cubes and transformed to zombie mode, trying to sneak out of the cave without further opposition. Unfortunately as he began to travel up the mountain he encountered another swarm of insecticons.

"Don't bother transforming Harbinger, it'll be easier this way, although a lot more painful...for you!" shouted Eradicate as he came up from behind the zombie and jumped him, using his pincers to grab hold of Harbinger's arms and using his legs to latch onto the undead transformer's back.

"I think you have the wrong Decepticon, you Predacon scum!" retorted Harbinger as he turned around and put the Predacon right in front of the insecticon's fire.

"Aaargh...You'll pay for that!" shouted Eradicate as he fell from Harbinger's back, damaged.

"Yeah, right. Just send me the bill. And for your Insecticon forces," the zombie transformed into his tank mode, "take this!" he fired two missiles at the mountainous ridge he was climbing, sending an avalanche over the insecticons, destroying most of the clones.

"Well, this didn't work!" said Bombshell from under the rubble.

"Let's get out of here!" retorted Kickback, kicking away the rubble around his friends and taking off.

"We'll get you next time!...next time..." yelled Shrapnel as he flew away.

"Gee threats from insecticons...I'm scared...Eradicate do yourself a favor and stay out of my way," Harbinger transformed into his robot mode and jumped into the sea, leaving the Predacon on the mountain alone.

"So where is he?" asked Darkseed.

"Gone," replied the damaged Eradicate.

"Not so cocky now, huh."

"Don't get me started woman, I will have Harbinger's hide for my own, else I will take your instead."

"Oooh, big bad Eradicate's threatening me...oooh," said the female Predacon laughing.

"Slag you," said eradicate as he transformed and walked off, heading for the nearest Predacon base and a restoration chamber.

The End.