I love Blurr yes I do! Not sure why I've just been obsessed with Blurr lately. Love him. Also for once this isn't a story about Bumblebee! I write too many on that dude…even though I love Bee.

So yes this is about Blurr going to that universe that we all call 'Shattered Glass' which if you don't know is where Autobots are evil and Decepticons are good…like a mirror universe. I don't know much about G1 Blurr so of course I used TFA Blurr.

This was also supposed to be mixed in with another story but I decided to make it a story of it's own since it seemed better fit to be alone. So this takes place BEFORE season three. Like maybe right after the episode 'Velocity' so…Blurr isn't dead…like we all think he is in season three. I hope he isn't it I liked Blurr. Also…there is an evil Blurr in this story. So…YEAH!

Remember if the text is in this format it's either a flashback or a thought…or a dream. If the text is in this format it's either the Autobots/Decepticons contacting each other on comm. links, a television or something else.

OH AND HEY! This is ONLY for stories with Blurr but if the text is in this format bold and italicized than that means Blurr is talking pretty fast like he does in the show. I originally had all of Blurr's words crumpled together in one sentence to show this but then realized that would make it REALLY difficult to read what he was saying. So I changed it of how you can tell he is talking super fast. So look fort bold and italicized words when Blurr is speaking.

Disclaimer- I don't own ANY characters in this story…maybe evil Blurr though.

Crossable Paths

Chapter 1

He never thought he was on this planet because he needed to be. He always thought he was there just to spy on the Autobot crew that was stationed here on Earth and then report his findings to his commander.

But maybe he should have realized that there was a bigger reason why he was there and why he needed to be there. It was his destiny.

Or maybe…it was just one of those days.

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He leaned against the cement pole that held the bridge together. No organics were around at the moment. They must have been on their 'break'. The young Elite Guard officer took out a device and tried to contact some one.

"Intelligence Officer Blurr to the Elite Guard Command Center I have so far been successful on my mission and am now-"

"Blurr! Blurr!" the young blue bot stopped speaking as the Elite Guard solider Jazz appeared on the small screen of the device. "Try and slow down. No on can really understand ya when ya talk that fast."

Blurr just looked at Jazz with an annoyed look. "Not that it's a bad thing." Jazz commented with a small laugh. The young intelligence officer tried talking slower this time. But this was always a difficult task for him.

"I have so far been successful on my mission. The Earth team of Autobots has so far done well." The Elite Guard officer said as slow as he could. Jazz luckily understood him this time.

"Alright than. Thanks for the update. If you get anything else you know what to do." Jazz said. Blurr nodded as his response. Jazz disconnected the signal and the young blue bot soon stared at a dark blank screen.

Before he could even put the device away though he heard a beeping sound. He looked back at the device and saw a strong signal coming from nearby. "Now that is odd." He said talking in his normal fast ways.

The young bot put the device away before transforming to vehicle mode. He started driving as he tried to track down the signal. He picked up speed as he got closer to the signal.

It seemed like the signal was taking him to the park in Detroit. Why would it be here? Blurr stopped as he reached the park. He couldn't go in there in vehicle mode. There we humans around and what if whatever this energy signal was would harm the organics.

It seemed like the signal was coming from behind the tons of trees that lie in the forest behind the park. Maybe just maybe he could…

The blue mech revved his engine before speeding into the park. He dodged all the organics that came in his path. He heard a few scream…Primus he hoped this would not get him trouble.

As he neared the trees he changed to robot mode and jumped over some of the forests trees and landed in the middle of the isolated area.

He must have not been that far from the park. He still heard organics talking about what he had just done. He sighed before he started walking.

He was nearing the signal. "If this device is telling me right the signal should be right-" for once the young mech was speechless as he saw the gigantic crater that now dented the Earth's ground.

Blurr slowly walked up to the crater and peered into it. Nothing was there. Or maybe something was…but now it was on the loose.

The young mech looked around. He pulled out the device that had found the signal before and tried to pick it up again. Nothing. It was like it had suddenly disappeared now.

Blurr just raised an optic ridge as he looked at his device. How was this even possible? "If I didn't know any better I say this device led me on a wild processor chase."

"I wouldn't say that." Blurr turned as he heard a voice nearby. He didn't see anyone. Did he just imagine a voice?

Blurr looked in all directions. No one. Primus was he going crazy? "You really should control the rate of which you speak."

The young mech turned in the direction he heard the voice. No one was there! What was going on? "Also you're not going crazy."

"Show yourself!" Blurr yelled angrily. Was it him or did the owner of this voice know what he was thinking and why…why did the voice sound like him?

"If you wish." Before Blurr could even blink a blue and black blur landed in front of him and punched him right in the face plate.

The Elite Guard officer fell back and hit the ground hard as he was hit. He put a hand to his face as he waited for the pain to go away. That…was defiantly not his imagination.

As Blurr took his servo away from his face he tried to get a good look at the figure that stood before him. The sun blurred his vision though as it reflected off the shadowy figure.

"I'm sorry. Did that hurt?" the figure asked sarcastically. "Well what do you think?" Blurr asked angrily. He rolled to the left as the figure brought a hand down and tried to hit him again.

The figure's hand hit the ground and pulled up grass and dirt as the figure pulled his hand out of the ground.

Blurr quickly stood up and turned to the figure that stood before him. His optics widened and he backed away slowly. The site he saw…oh Primus was this really not his imagination?

Before him stood…him. A complete copy of the young Elite Guard mech. Only the colors revered. What was light blue on him was dark blue on the copy. What was dark blue on him was black on the copy. What was black on Blurr…remained black on the clone.

"Surprised?" the copy asked with a grin as Blurr continued to back away. "What are you?"the young mech asked blinking.

"Why…I'm you. I'm sure some one as…smart…as you can even figure that out." The copy said. "You are not me! You may look like me but are not me for there is no other me!"

The copy just shook his head. "How about we say I'm a better…and badder version of you." "Better? Badder?" Blurr asked confused.

"Yeah, it's hard for you to control the rate at which you talk. But for me…I can control my speed for talking. You fight for heroism and try to protect all life while I…try and destroy it." The copy said with an evil grin.

"Destroy it?" Blurr questioned. The scanned the figures body. He stopped as he looked at the symbol on the copies chest. It was an Autobot Elite Guard insignia. But it wasn't red…it was purple.

"What are you? A Decepticon?" he asked. "No I'm an Autobot." The copy said. The copy aimed his arm at Blurr and fired. The blue mech tried to dodge but whatever the copy had fired was as fast as him.

Strange wires wrapped around the speedsters body and kept him from running off. The young speedster hit the ground as the wires wrapped around his legs. Blurr struggled as he tried to break the wires that bound him.

He stay still as he heard the copy chuckle and walk in front of him. "I'm not from here. Let me tell you…a little story."

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"Perceptor what in Unicron's name are you doing!?" Wheeljack yelled angrily as the doors to the Autobot lab slide open.

The red mech turned to the doors as he looked at his angry commander. "Oh…so you have heard about my latest project." Perceptor said calmly. He hated his commander.

"Yes I did! You don't honestly believe other worlds can exist do you?" Wheeljack asked as he walked into the lab.

"I do believe. We did not think that organics such as humans existed. What can stop us from thinking other worlds exist as well?" Perceptor asked.

The scientist winced as he felt his commander grab his helm. Wheeljack slammed the bots head into the wall and then threw the red bot to the ground before stepping on his chassis.

"I want this project shut down immediately! Those slagging heroic Decepticons are out there beating us senseless and all you care about is your other world slag! Shut the project down and get back to making weapons!" the inventor yelled before taking his foot off of Perceptor's chassis and leaving the lab.

The red mech rose and glared at the spot where his commander once stood 'That slagger…'

The scientist blinked as he heard some one chuckle. "Can I help you Blurr?" he asked angrily.

"Maybe." A voice answered. The red mech turned as the dark blue bot walked into the room from an opposite door. He must have been listening in to the conversation.

"Looks like Wheeljack just whooped your aft." Blurr said with a grin. Perceptor narrowed his optics "Why don't you just go back and be the good little lap dog you are! I'm sure Ultra Magnus needs some more energon."

The speedster narrowed his optics before walking next to the genius. "Look smart aft. I'm kind of interested in your little project here and I don't like the idea of it getting shut down."

"Well to bad. There's nothing I can do about it." Perceptor said. "Nothing you can do. But there is something I can do." Blurr said with a smirk.

The scientist turned to him and raised an optic ridge. "What do you have in mind?" "I'll keep sergeant jack aft off your plating if you let me test out your little project once it's done." The speedster said then held out his hand "Sound good?"

Perceptor just stared at the young bots hand before smirking himself and shaking it "Sounds good."

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"So what? You're an evil me?" the light blue mech asked. "Yeah guess you could say that. An evil and better you. We're from different worlds. You're from one where Autobots and good and Decepticons are bad and I'm from one where Autobots are bad and Decepticons are good. You know I think you'd make a pretty good addition to our team back on my Cybertron." The evil Blurr said as he poked the good Blurr's helm.

The light blue mech glared at his alternate self "I would never fight for an evil cause!" "Suit yourself." the dark blue mech said shrugging. He then took out a device that looked like a blaster and pointed it at Blurr.

Blurr's optics widened. This guy was going to offline him! Oh Primus this was just not a good day to be online!

"Don't worry I'm not offlining you." The evil mech said with a grin. The light blue bot sighed in relief. "But I am sending you back to my world. You're going to be tested on. We're going to see if you guys here work like us. Then maybe we'll make you a slave…leave you for scrap for the goody goody Cons. Or just experiment on you. Who knows?" The dark blue mech aimed the blaster right at Blurr's helm before speaking again "All I know is…you're going to hate it."

The evil mech pulled the trigger and a strange bolt of energy shot through Blurr's entire body. He screamed in pain as he felt himself leaving this world…and possibly ending up in another.

Another world…where his comrades would be evil and his enemies would be good and he had no way…to warn everyone on his planet…about this new threat.

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The dark blue mech stood above the white and red inventor with a big grin on his face. He had his blaster aimed at the inventor's spark chamber.

"Blurr…don't…don't do this!" Wheeljack pleaded. The younger mech just rolled his optics "Oh please it's a little too late for that don't you think? You know I thought you'd put up a bigger fight. But guess I was wrong. Though I have taken down Decepticons bigger than you. Maybe I'm just that good." He said happily.

"You don't have to do this!" the inventor said. "Oh yes I do." Blurr said with a nod. "I'd like to travel to other worlds. It sounds…exciting…no?"

"Per…Perceptor put you up to this didn't he?" Wheeljack asked. "No not really. I decided to do this part on my own. The nerd and I just agreed that I would…stop you from stopping his project. We never agreed on how I would do that though." The speedster said charging his blaster.

The aging inventor just looked at the blaster in fear "Blurr…" "See ya…Wheeljack." All around the base an echo could be heard of some one screaming…and a blaster going off.

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The scientist turned as he saw the dark blue speedster walk into the lab. He was covered in energon and oil and he held his blaster to his side.

"What…what in Primus was that scream?" Perceptor asked already guessing the answer. "Oh…" Blurr said as he put his blaster back in his blaster holder that hung to his side. "Wheeljack and I just…had a little talk."

The red mechs optics widened. "You…you offlined him!?" "What? Did you expect me to do anything else?" Blurr asked raising an optic ridge.

"I didn't expect you to offline him! He was your comrade!" "No! Slag no! He was no comrade of mine!" Blurr yelled before walking up close to Perceptor "Now…are you going to continue on this project…or not?"

The red mech just stared into the dark blue mechs red optics. He showed no remorse. It's like it didn't even bother him that he had just offlined a fellow Autobot.

Blurr wouldn't offline him…would he? He needed him to finish the project! But there were other Autobot scientists around here…Blurr could threaten one of them as well…and get them to finish the project.

"I'll…I'll continue." Perceptor stuttered. "Good." Blurr said with a grin. "I'll leave you to your work. I should go explain to the others how our dear friend Wheeljack ended up getting offlined by a Decepticon."

The dark blur mech walked out of the lab and the doors shut right behind him. Perceptor just stood there shaking "Wheeljack…I'm…I'm so sorry."

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I love evil Blurr! I hope you all liked this chapter so far. Man I wish evil Blurr was real. I don't know why but I can just see him as a dark and ruthless person. Holy crap…he's Megatron! Or like Megatron in a way…heh…Primus I'm crazy. Well…see you next chapter! In the next chapter…we'll find out what happened to good Blurr and possibly evil Blurr.