NOTE 1: We all know Jazz and Cliffjumper played somewhat major parts in TF: TM, but neither of them we're in any post-movie ep

NOTE 1: We all know Jazz and Cliffjumper played somewhat major parts in TF: TM, but neither of them we're in any post-movie episodes, leaving many a Transformer fan to wonder about their whereabouts. This Fanfic explains what exactly happened to them.

NOTE 2: The events in this fanfic take place BEFORE the events in "The Five Faces of Darkness: Part 1"

It is the year 2005, and it is a new Golden Age on Cybertron, it appears that the Cybertronian Wars are over, at least for now, and Rodimus Prime, the Autobots' new leader, has saved the Universe from Unicron, but even in times of peace, you've got to watch out. Rodimus Prime has sent Autobots Jazz and Cliffjumper on a patrol mission around the Cybertronian System.

"Get me in touch with Jazz and Cliffjumper, Blaster." Rodimus Prime said to Blaster, the Autobots communications specialist. "Can do, boss." Blaster replied as he radioed Jazz and Cliffjumper's shuttle.

TIME: a few minutes earlier. PLACE: the Autobots' shuttle, Jazz and Cliffjumper are manning the controls, talking about the mission they were assigned. "Who did we piss off to draw this assignment, Jazz?" Cliffjumper asked with a frustrated tone in his voice.

"C'mon, Cliffjumper. Calm down, buddy!" Jazz replied.

"I'M NOT GONNA CALM DOWN, JAZZ!!" Cliffjumper began in a full blown rage, "FIRST, OPTIMUS GETS WASTED, THEN, WE'RE ALMOST DIGESTED BY A GODDAMN PLANET THAT ALMOST DEVOUERD CYBERTRON, AND NOW, WE'RE BEING SENT CLEAR ACROSS THE SOLAR SYSTEM FOR NO GOOD REASON AT ALL!!!"

"That's enough!" yelled Jazz, "I know Prime's death was a mega loss for us, but we've got to move on. Things are peaceful now, for the first time in a long while, and our job in all of this is to patrol this system for any Decepticon activity. It's a simple job, we'll be back on Cybertron in two shakes of a Dinobots tail!"

"OH, IT'S A SIMPLE JOB, EH JAZZ?!?" Cliffjumper exclaimed, with even more rage in his voice, "WHAT ABOUT IRONHIDE, RATCHET, PROWL, AND BRAWN?!? THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A SIMPLE JOB AS WELL, AND LOOK WHAT HAPPENED TO THEM?!?"

"Listen up, man!" Jazz shouted, "Yeah, that was a simple job that those guy's were a part of, but who would of thought the Decepticons would have taken such drastic actions? 'Sides, the Decepticons are in kinda bad shape right now, so we don't have to worry 'bout that!"

"Whatever, man…" Cliffjumper said, taking a deep breath and trying to calm down right when the shuttles communicator starts to go off, "Man, what now?"\

"You wanna take this one, buddy?" Jazz asked.

"Why not, I could blow off some steam talking to someone, I guess…" Cliffjumper replied, pushing buttons to activate the monitor, "Cliffjumper here, what's up?"

"Hey Cliffjumper, this is Rodimus Prime, how are you guys?" asked Rodimus Prime.

"We're doing all right, Rodimus." Cliffjumper stated.

"That's good to hear. I've got a new assignment for you guys," Rodimus began, "Perceptor has picked up some strange energy readings near your location, and I'd like it if you guys would swing by there for me and check things out."

"No problem, boss, consider it done." Jazz replied.

"Thanks, guys, and good luck to you." Rodimus said as he ended the transmission.

"Well, looks like we're takin' a little detour, Cliffjumper." Jazz said

"I've got no problems with that, hell, we might even see a little action!" Cliffjumper replied.

"You always perk up when you think there's gonna be a battle of some sort, Cliffjumper!" Jazz said.

"And is there anything wrong with that, Jazz?" Cliffjumper asked.

"Hey man, don't get me wrong or anything, I like to throw down like any other guy, but you just live for this stuff," Jazz answered, "But I've just got this feelin' that this battle happy attitude of yours is gonna get us in a heap of trouble one day."

"Don't worry nothing's gonna happen.." Cliffjumper stated, "Hey… something's wrong, Jazz, my controls aren't responding…"

"Don't worry, man, they were probably overloaded and decided to take a break…" Jazz said. After saying that, though, Jazz's controls shorted out and wouldn't respond "…Uh, then again…"

"Something's not right here, Jazz" Cliffjumper said. He then looked through the window, and saw something that startled him. He pointed it out to Jazz, and said, "Uh, Jazz… What the hell is THAT thing?!?"

Jazz looked out the window, and couldn't believe what his optics were registering. It was a wormhole.

"Whatever it is, Cliffjumper," Jazz said, looking outside, "It looks BAD…"

"Communications are down to, Jazz," Cliffjumper began, "And with no control over the shuttle, we're getting sucked right in to that hole!"

"Hey Cliffjumper," Jazz began, "Remember when I said not to worry?"

"Yeah." Cliffjumper replied.

"You can worry now." Jazz said.

With that said, the Autobot shuttle was sucked into the wormhole. After sucking the shuttle in, the wormhole promptly closed.

TO BE CONTINIUED