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Thank you.

It is the year 2005.

The great wars are finally over, and the
Autobots have won.

But while the Autobots celebrate their
victory with their new leader, Rodimus

Prime, the surviving Decepticons,
without a leader of their own and

low on energon, have retreated to the
burned -out planet of Char.

It's Astro Train.

I hope he brought back some energon. We
certainly could use the energy.

The one on the left is mine.

And let Astro Train get the Energon!

Don't have the energy to hold on!

Resist me and be destroyed!

Land sweeps and beware

of treachery!

Decepticons nearly held the Quadrant
through terror.

Now we scrap like flogs over a few
Energon cubes.

Is this how you honor the memory of
Galvatron?

Is this the fate of the mighty
Decepticon Empire?

In the days of Megatron, it was not like
this.

You mean Galvatron.

Hail Galvatron!

desperate measures.

Representing the Nova System are the
Archidroids.

They are heavily favored in the downhill
events.

Fellow Olympians, may today's games
usher in a new age of peace and

cooperation in the galaxy.

And in the spirit of the games, let me
introduce the hero of the Cybertronian

Wars.

the leader of the Autobots, the bearer
of the Matrix.

And now, to officially open these first

Galactic Olympics, Rodimus Prime.

Let's do it!

Didn't you want to say something about
encore and tranquility in the galaxy?

Ah, give me a break.

Start the games!

Hey,

I thought Blur was supposed to be in
this one. No, they got some kind of zing

zang mission for him.

I want to be there. So where did that
get me? Nowhere. And nowhere isn't where

want to be when I want to be there. So
what am I doing here when here is

and I don't want to be here? I want to
be there.

Blur, I'm sending you and Wheelie on the
most important mission of your lives.

Microscope makes small problems big to
make big problems small.

You're absolutely wrong, Wheelie. The
fate of Autobot City rests in your

This is the city's transformation cog.

The original was destroyed in the great
battle with the Decepticons. It controls

Metroplex's ability to transform.

Until it is installed, the city is
extremely vulnerable.

Well then, why not send a collective
express?

And take a chance of our enemies
learning what we are sending? I think

me started, because if you do, I'm not
going to stop it. If I don't stop it,

you're going to wish you never got me
started in the first place.

And the winner was Monka Spanka from the
Argonon Cluster.

Hey, let's hear it for Argonon! Atta
boy, yeah!

Way to go, Monka! Way to go!

Autobots, you walk the thin line between
glory and despair.

Soon you shall cross it.

We must learn what makes these humans
live and what makes them.

The idea is...

I may be going down, but you're coming
with me.

You aren't even denting it.

This is going to be a tough one.

I can't see the attackers.

That's what makes it tough.

I was the same way until I got blown
apart a few times.

Cover me. I'm going to douse the torch.

What happened to them all?

Looks like they either got blown away or
vanished.

Well, what do you think, Cup?

Cup?

Ultra Magnus? They're gone.

So Spike!

They were kidnapped.

Yeah, and I'll lay odds on who did it.

This planet is quarantined. Nobody
comes, nobody goes until we find Cups.

Spike and Magnus. Then what have we
done?

Then we'll trash every Decepticon in the
galaxy.

So much for quarantine. I need a shift.

I have to be the chosen one.

I've been on stupid missions, and I've
been on stupider missions, but until

right now, I've never been on a
stupidest mission.

Some win, some lose.

Decepticons fight while Autobots lose.

Look, there are unicorns dead.

They're still in orbit.

Stream, move.

There is nothing to fear. Unicron is
dead.

Must be the wind.

There is no wind in faith.

Quiet.

The memory bank must be in here.

There it is.

to the legal appearance of Galvatron.

Tracing Galvatron's trajectory, I can
conclude that his remains lie on the

planet Thrall, searching the red giant
star Hydran.

Good. Spy the planet.

Salvatron lives.

He shall lead us again.

This is Abdul Fakadi, Supreme Military
Commander, President for Life,

and King of Kings of the Socialist
Democratic Federated Republic of

give no clearance to land.

Do nothing to arouse my ire.

How do you go, Abdul?

I would harbor no such criminals.

And I give you my word of honor.

We sure trust you, and that's no lie.
But these Decepticons have a good

disguise.

He is irrational.

It's like a needle in a haystack.

Not with my trusty Decepticon detector.

Don't such thing.

You know that, and I know that, but... I
assure you, there are

no Decepticons in my country!

Let's see if the Decepticon detector
knows something that you don't.

Somebody must have squealed on us.

I said we don't bust out of here and get
to charge.

Now you want to talk and make it snappy,
because my buddy here is trigger happy.

Where is Char?

Coordinates 9 -0 -B -Mark -8.

Our charts don't show any planets in
that sector. No wait, here it is. I

it was the smudge on the screen.

Gee, that fits the description of Char.

Good enough.

Rodimus Prime over and out.

Had I been here during the attack, I
might be able to tell you what it is.

Somehow it looks familiar, but it isn't
any Decepticon I know. Well, strictly

speaking, Rodimus, we have no evidence
they were behind the attack.

Receptor, there's only one way to know
for sure.

I'm going to Char.

Oh, you mustn't go alone.

I'll accompany you.

Remember what happened to the last two
guys who tried to watch out for me? Your

point is well taken, sir.

You take Grimlock.

enough. We'll nail him on the other side
of that asteroid.

Ah,

the old hyper -trap touched the
asteroid, Rick.

Do you think he'd do something more
original?

Happy last word?

Gotta get out of here!

Good idea!

What thing biological or mechanical?

Let's investigate.

lives to do and i don't care they paid
good money okay the

decepticons oh i mean yes of course
since you wrecked our

ship we're gonna have to take yours
therefore you're gonna have to take a

got it

I'll take it right there.

Blown a lot of rockeroids, have you?
This must be a different model than I

learned on.

The Autobots did it. The Decepticons did
it.

Precisely as we had expected.

No small thanks to me. What about my
bonus?

We will let you live.

Unlike some less fortunate prisoners.

passion, my friend.

But what is our hope of defeating the
Autobots when we can barely sustain

ourselves?

What we need is a strong leader.

Like, for instance, the Autobots used to
have a great leader.

These guys better have some energon for
us.

Or what?

Or... I'll think of something.

Galvatron survives!

With sufficient energy on, we can rescue
him, and the Decepticons will rise

again!

That's it, Astro Train! These few scraps
you give today will power... of the

Decepticons to conquest of Cybertron and
then the galaxy!

Give, my fellow Decepticons!

Give till it hurts!

If we surrender our energon, we're
doomed.

If we don't, we're doomed too.

Face it, we're doomed.

What kind of an attitude is that?

Here's my contribution.

These guys are hurting.

I never thought I'd feel sorry for the
Decepticons.

Me Grimlock not feel sorry. Me Grimlock
laugh.

You know, they couldn't have been
responsible for the kidnappings.

They not.

But if not, then who are you?

The great wars are over. The Autobots
have won.

The surviving Decepticons, without a
leader and desperately low on Energon,

retreated to the burned -out planet of
Char.

Once Decepticons nearly held the
Quadrant through terror.

Now we scrap like slugs over a few
Energon cubes.

Is this the fate of the mighty
Decepticon Empire?

In desperation, they realized that their
only hope for survival was Galvatron.

The memory bank must be in here.

There it is.

Finally, the last visual appearance of
Galvatron. But the only clue to their

former leader's present location pointed
the way to a fiery distant planet

called Thrall.

Meanwhile, the triumphant Autobots sent
Blur and Wheelie with the transforming

cog to Autobot City on Earth. But
mysterious invaders attacked and

Ultra Magnus Cop and Spike.

What happened to them all? They're gone.

Yeah, and I'll lay odds on who did it.
This planet is quarantined. Nobody

nobody goes until we find Cup, Spike,
and Magnus.

And what if we don't?

Then we'll trash every Decepticon in the
galaxy.

Are the kidnappers Decepticons or some
other race of evil beings? The search

an answer took Rodimus Prime and
Grimlock to Char, the new headquarters

Decepticons. Face it.

We're doomed.

I'll think of something.

These guys are hurting, you know?

They couldn't have been responsible for
the kidnappings.

They not. But if not they, who are?

Who are them?

Grimlocks.

Autobots. Me, Grimlock, not afraid of
Decepticons.

Destroy them.

Me, Grimlock, like me.

Good, because you Grimlock have got one.

Me, Grimlock, no hurt.

Me neither, and you've got to wonder
why.

You just don't pack the one if it used
to. Yeah, because we're out of energy,

dummy.

I told you it would stop on a proton.

Yeah, and that's the first thing you
told me that was right.

Most unusual behavior for a meteor.

Let's come out of here before the
natives are on to us.

Those miserable staxoids.

They can't be working with the Autobots.

Hey, they'd sell out to anybody for the
right price.

If anyone would know, Swindle.

contributions of Energon will not be in
vain, brothers.

Never again shall we be humiliated by
the Autobots, for when we return,

Galvatron shall be with us!

bot called Cup. You are Cybertron's
chief of security.

Nah, my name's Teaspoon, and I'm
Cybertron's chief dishwasher.

Zero percent probability of truth.

Identification positive.

Tell us the status of Cybertronian
defense apparatus.

Total shambles after the last war. Three
kids and a dog could take the planet.

Four percent probability of truth.

Defensive at optimum levels.

Direct assault not viable.

Are there any known weaknesses in your
defense system?

Hey, you guys seem to know all the
answers. Why ask me?

The answer he suppresses is that
Cybertron is not vulnerable to

attack. However, he is concerned with
the security of planet Earth.

For a bunch of funky aliens, these guys
sure know a lot about Cybertron and

Transformers. A whole lot.

It's as if they can read our minds.

Yours, maybe.

They don't seem so eager to question me.

Yes. Curious, isn't it?

Silence. It senses our lack of knowledge
of his species.

Indeed, such intuitive powers could
present a serious impediment to our

operation. I agree.

We must see how he stands up to
interrogation. And then, how he faces

Is it bad?

I'm no doctor, but it doesn't look good.

Is he gonna make it?

I'm no psychic either.

My time in the light is short.

That's what Optimus Prime said when he
was dying.

Springer, my friend.

He's preparing to pass the Matrix of
Leadership to you.

His judgment is obviously impaired.

Forget it, Rodimus.

You're just going to have to stay alive.

Nothing. No life force at all.

No!

It's true, Grimlock. He's gone.

We'll take the body back to Cybertron
for internment.

Me, Grimlock, say he alive!

No Matrix of Leadership!

He's right. If Rodimus were dead, the
Matrix would have emerged.

But if he's not dead...

Force.

I didn't save him. He came out of it
himself.

We thought we'd lost you.

No. I was... I was inside the Matrix.

I know now who kidnapped the others.

They hid inside you?

No, you bozology.

Remember when we were shot down over the
planet Quintessa?

We were tried and sentenced to die.

Me Grimlock rescue you.

You must be kidding.

No, it's true. He did.

But we never knew what our crimes were.
That was a strange thing.

But there isn't time to talk now. Let's
get to Quintessa.

Sorry, Rodimus, you're not going
anywhere but to Cybertron to recover.

Quintessa, that's an order.

To your judgment.

Right. We're going to get a fair trial,
and then they're going to kill us.

Makes you wish for the good all day,
doesn't it? You know, before the

broke out, bears versus the lunar
colonists, it was four -quarter, forced

30 yards to go. You remember that play?

No. How about you, Cup?

No. But in a game like that, all you can
do is rush them and break!

Do you have a choice?

Release us, or I turn your body here
into bluey juice.

We sentence Judge Deliberata to death.

Take your name as Deliberata.

I praise your decision.

Open the pit.

Why, of all the piston -blowing, jam
-jamming, crying, busting...

Like I've seen this before.

Same reason my life is flashing before
my eyes.

Pay us no mind. We just like to watch.

Galvatron from the ooze.

Better you lie.

Who disturbs my plasma bath?

Mighty Galvatron, we have come to
deliver you from my empire.

How wonderful to see you again.

Therefore, it's got to be that planet
over there.

I'll radio the coordinates to our
assault force.

Wait. There's still something I don't
get.

Which is?

What crime did we commit?

They are Autobots. You are guilty by
association.

What crime did the Autobots commit?

Theft. You're confusing us with
Decepticons. Do you not occupy

Huh? If you haven't figured out these
guys are crazy, you're slower on the

uptake than I thought.

Shark to comms.

Carry out the executions.

As we predicted, the Autobots have sent
help. My readings indicate their leader

is aboard the ship.

It is fortunate he is so foolhardy. Let
us hope his foolhardiness is not in fact

courage.

He carries the leadership matrix.

If we could destroy it, the entire
Autobot population would plunge into

and chaos.

Is it my imagination, or have they lost
interest in us?

An asteroid?

Yeah, so?

I've seen thousands of them. About to
land on your head?

I can't admit that, no.

Perhaps we should seek some cover.

No! That would be cowardly. Place your
faith in our defense system.

The Autobots threaten us no more.

These bands have made me more powerful
than ever.

But where am I to find the mighty
legions who will follow me?

Sweeps and I shall serve as your elite
guard.

And the other Decepticons shall make
excellent gun fodder.

Mighty Galvatron, I have learned your
lesson. I now know not only that you are

the leader, but also why.

Such insight is rare.

Watch out for this one, Cyclonus. One
day he might take your place.

Come, Decepticons! We have an empire to
regain!

86 % probability the rescue expedition.

Everybody ready?

Looks like the old anti -rackeroid trick
fooled them, all right.

Excellent. Our estimate of their arrival
time was accurate within plus or minus

five minutes.

Yes, now we must escape.

Rimlock jump!

win this thing yet possibly but I
wouldn't wish to wager on it

Let's get to the ship.

Great idea, but there's a problem.

We don't have a ship.

But it's okay. We got backups coming.

Springer to Autobot fleet.

Nice shooting, Silverbolt. We're about
to enter the atmosphere.

Prepare for rescue operation.

They have a massive proton cannon
targeted on us.

Air 8, you and Skydive take out the
cannon.

light, spot Rodimus and the others.

Slingshot, get in there and pull our
guys out.

They believe they have won.

A pity we shall not witness the horror
on their faces as they die.

Activate the core bomb and move us out
of range.

I shall miss Quintessa, but the
destruction of the Matrix is worth even

Autobots, let's get out!

I think we're outnumbered.

Decepticons, attack!

They're gonna stomp us. Cowards!

Rodimus, wake up!

After Rodimus arrives, Grimlock are
rescued from the Decepticons by our...

Autobots realized that the Decepticons
are now too weak to have kidnapped Ultra

Magnus, Cup, and Spike.

But if they didn't, who did?

These guys sure know a lot about
Cybertron and Transformers. It's as if

read our minds.

To find the answer, Rodimus Prime
traveled deep within himself into the

of Leadership and emerges with the
incredible answer.

Let's create a song.

Meanwhile, on the planet Quintessa, the
evil Quintesson sentenced Cup, Ultra

Magnus, and Spike to death in the
Sharkticon pit.

As this happens, Galvatron emerges from
the lava plasma of the planet Thrall to

lead the Decepticons.

On Decepticons, we have an empire to
regain!

And the Autobots invade the planet
Quintessa to save their friends from

execution. Get in there and pull our
guys out.

Grab them!

But the Quintessons would rather blow up
their own home planet. I shall miss

Quintessa. Than allow any Autobots to
escape.

big trouble. We're in big trouble.

Relax. Enjoy the ride.

And to make matters worse, the Autobots
and the humans have built a space

platform to act as a first line of
defense for Earth. A space platform for

humans?

This I must see.

Sweeps! This way!

I think that plasma bath ride Galvatron
circuits.

It's not your place to think. Where he
leads, all Decepticons must follow.

Through the warp gate!

I've computed our trajectory.

We are due to impact with an object 200
,000 kilometers away.

What kind of...

I've just splattered.

What? Beep, beep, beep, alert, alert,
alert. That's what. Like I don't have

enough frustration in my life without
beep, beep, beep, alert, alert, alert.

Your word's infected, and your ship
defected.

First of all, it's not my ship. Second
of all, the chances of it being

are 1 in 3 ,677 ,000, and that's a fact.

And the chances that Galvatron still
lives?

Less. Much, much, much, much, much less.

Screen shows traces of vanished faces.

Earth Defense Base, this is Autobot Blur
of Cybertron. We've got a malfunction

here. We've just been on the dullest
trip of our lives, and now we're getting

beep, beep, beep, alert.

Slow down, pal, and listen clear.

Our sensor showed something coming
through the warp gate out beyond Pluto.

If it's hostile, we can't guarantee your
safety. Make a break for Earth, and

we'll do our best to cover you.

Humans are fools to trust their tools.

Galvatron, Galvatron, why didn't you
tell me? Why did you say you saw

Why do you fear to the dead?

Do you know that?

Strike a blow for the honor of...

You seem to have missed something.

An Autobot shuttle, no less.

I want it!

Jupiter, Jupiter, Jupiter, Jupiter! Yes,
that's it, that's it, Jupiter!

Maybe we can lose him around Jupiter!

What? The planet Jupiter! The giant gas
planet up ahead! You know, you know, you

know the one I mean, don't you, don't
you?

Planet, I know, but Decepticons follow!

Tell me something I don't know! That's
why we have to move fast, fast, fast,

because if we don't get away, we're
doomed, and I don't know about you, but

don't want to be doomed, especially at
the hands of Galvatron. He's one mean

guy, you know what I mean?

Bring me their heads, that's who it is!

Good morning, good morning.

Uh -oh, we got a warning.

Bad morning, bad morning. Autobots to
your stations, on the double. This is

Blaster here at Metroplex, calling you
stars on Mars.

Autobot shuttle with several Decepticon
fighters in pursuit.

That's priority one with a bullet and a
scene with all due speed.

Now, Autobots, your journey ends.

I told you.

Fine. Now tell me how we're supposed to
get to Earth without a ship and how

we're supposed to survive that.

Galvatron, the Autobots' destruction is
assured.

Assured is not enough.

I told you I'm on their head, Cyclonus.

Galvatron is strong, but Wheelie is
mean.

My guidance system is hit.

Galvatron, save me!

Please meet your end with dignity.

I despise whiners.

Keep straight, sweet thief.

I think they underestimate my power.

I could watch it over and over again.

It is a day so long in coming that I am
uncertain how to celebrate it. Perhaps a

quiet chuckle.

Very well then. Let us chuckle. It
cannot be.

True, they live.

They live.

And come at an extra bit, odd cool,
number 8739B.

Then we have no choice.

We must acquire the sheer might to wipe
them out once and for all.

But there is only one way.

Precisely. However grave the risk, we
must form an alliance with the

Decepticons.

I've been on some weird planets, but
never anywhere like this.

This isn't a planet.

I don't know what it is. I used to stick
stuff like this under my seat at

school.

Well,

it ain't an oil bath, but all things
considered, it could be worse.

What do you suppose that is?

I don't think it's the welcome wagon.
I'll fly over and see.

Looks like you can move. through this
stuff and not open it.

That could become a serious liability.

It's sweeping up the place like some
kind of janitorial system.

Yeah, and I bet it's going to think
weird trash.

Where are the Autobots?

What does it matter?

Their destruction is assured.

Take me to town!

This will be the first time I've ever
fired on a garbage truck, but... Fire!

Maybe I can lift us out of here.

Movement is attracting the machine.

The Decepticons are hungry and thus
highly susceptible to persuasion.

Exercise caution.

Feed them only enough to make them
hungrier still.

Decepticons, we come in peace. We offer
you Energon cubes.

They want to make a deal with us.

One of us has to go out there.

What does it matter if I meet my fate
now or when my circuits fail?

Please, make my death painless.

We have not come to kill you. We have
come to offer you a proposition.

Swindle, I think this is your
department.

First see if we can trust them.

Taste one of the Energon cubes.

Very soon, they will be ours again.

He stopped it.

I've seen a lot of brave Autobots do a
lot of brave things in my time, but

nothing like that.

Yeah, me neither.

And I hope I never have to again.

This is impossible.

You were never programmed for self
-sacrifice. How would you know?

And more importantly, how are we going
to get out of this mess?

Ready to hear our proposition.

We would be willing to keep you in
Energon forever.

Sounds too good to be true.

That means it probably is.

What do we do for you?

Take care of a nuisance.

Destroy the Autobots?

You can't be kidding!

We'd do that anyway.

Look, how do we attack?

them on Cybertron. Their defenses are
many times stronger than we are, no

how much energon you give us.

We are not proposing an attack on

Cybertron.

If we act quickly, we can strike when
they least expect it.

They like!

They want something more!

We've met before, haven't we?

I know you.

Or creatures like you.

If only I could remember.

Look, what have we got to lose?

Futility surrounds us here.

I say we vote!

Who votes to go along?

Who votes nay?

Nay.

Then we have not a moment to spare.

Board our ship.

I told you, there was virtually no
probability of their rejecting our

Their programs are not nearly so tainted
as the Autobots.

This is the planet my Decepticons now
inhabit?

As I warn you, we have fallen upon hard
times.

Soon I shall raise the Decepticons quite
literally from their own ashes.

The day can't arrive too soon.

Well, where are they?

You pose an interesting question, my
lord.

Galvatron.

Blitzwing, my comrade.

I thought the tales of your survival
were but wishful thinking.

No, I live.

Where are the rest?

Gone to battle the Autobots. Without me?

Who leads them?

Ancient creatures known as Sith.

Who cares?

I am the leader of the Decepticons. I
and no other.

Cyclonus sweeps Blitzwing.

We shall slay the usurpers, reunite the
Decepticons, and raise our empire once

more! Attack!

They're born to Metroplex.

Do you copy Blaster?

Rockin' wedgie clear channel.

Play some video on me and give me what
you got.

Several metallic objects were hurled
from the storm on Jupiter toward the

moon Isle.

Any chance of survivors?

I don't want to guess.

I want to know.

Setting course for Io.

Wheelie okay?

Blar, what do you say?

I think I'm okay too, but it's actually
what it's okay means when you're

stranded on an alien world.

And if it gets dark, we'll make us a
mess.

I think we can shut off the goo in
there.

Shut it off?

Yeah.

I know what he means. If we turn off the
force field that keeps it warm and

gooey, it'd get brittle and we could
smash our way out.

What was that?

It was being fired on.

Mark this moment well, for when the
Decepticons eliminate the Autobots, they

take the first step toward their own
destruction as well.

and wheelie are ambushed on their
mission to take the transforming cog for

autobot city to earth and are left
hurtling helplessly toward a moon of

io i'm tracking an autobot shuttle with
several decepticon fighters in pursuit

all hope lies with marissa fairborn of
the earth defense command who even now

rockets toward io Meanwhile, a daring
raid led by Rodimus Prime and the aerial

bot freed Ultra Magnus Cup and Spike an
instant before the planet was detonated

by the deadly Quintesson.

Buffeted by the terrific force of
Quintesson's explosion, Rodimus Prime

companions tumbled out of control and
landed on Goo, the stickiest planet in

universe.

Springer had just been vacuumed up and
destroyed by the elemental processing

unit of Goo when suddenly the
Decepticons attacked.

the summer, folks. Let's go out with a
bang.

Just once, couldn't your attitude
reflect the gravity of the situation?

Not if I can help it. Yes, yes.

Even if it means my life is perfect.

Destroy them.

Destroy them.

Book me Grimlocks, they shut your faces.

The Autobots are helpless.

This time their doom is certain.

And we owe this grand opportunity
entirely to our new allies.

I do not take your meaning.

It means one of their opportunities...
Now, Decepticons, learn the price of

disloyalty!

Attack!

Attack who?

Matter whether death comes from in front
or behind.

Death is death.

We beat Devil Cross.

You have forsaken the Decepticons one
true leader.

And for your treachery, you will pay.

Galvatron, you have returned.

Time for your life.

Spare me and I am yours to command.

We should have been molten by now.
What's going on up there?

Sloppiness.

Disorganization. As I've tried to teach
you, undisciplined thinking can make

even the simplest task impossible.

None of these devices except the TVs are
functioning.

Wait a second.

I've got a feeling.

I thought

so.

You look like brand new.

Radio, meter, white walls and all.

But why do come on down to do?

We didn't come on down. We crashed here.

Bulletin, you are in danger of being
cancelled or losing your time slot.

What's he talking about?

We're going to get killed.

Redgar, we need personalized service
with friendly, convenient payment terms.

Let's all be there.

Well, Bill, wait for me.

Redgar will put you in good hands.

Fairborn to Metroplex, entering
Jupiter's magnetic field.

Continuing to scan.

If you can still hear me, Blaster, I
think I've spotted them.

Alive! But something very wrong down
there.

I just can't leave you in bad shape, so
I've got to do something to save you.

That'll probably put me in bad shape.

I don't care how you feel as long as
you're alive.

Now shut up and get to the ship.

Well, it's official. We're not going
anywhere. And if we don't go anywhere,

means we stay here forever and forever.
If you're going to panic, panic

productively.

Help me find out if the radio...

I wish to meet the new leaders of the
Decepticons.

This one must be dealt with differently
than the others.

What shall we do?

From a position of weakness.

From a position of falsehood.

We

wish

to be your allies to help you defeat the

Autobots. Have I asked for your help?

Then what makes you think I want it?

Galvatron, no, I beg you.

We have no choice. We must tell him.

No, never.

Tell me what?

We would die before telling you about a
decepticon matrix of leadership.

No.

Authorities, please.

What do we get for giving you this
information?

I might let you live.

Our lives are not enough.

You would dictate terms for me?

Yes, in addition to letting us live.

You must also destroy the Autobots on
goo.

They're not doing the hostilities, are
they?

Try

and take down

Galvatron first.

Galvatron? You succeeded

nothing but increasing my rage,
Autobots!

Look out for Tingu!

No!

It's evaporating out from under us.

What's going on down there? I don't
know, but it sure feels like we're being

sucked through the... I

will not be defeated by a garbage

scowl!

What happened to the Quiddison?

77 .9 % probability he doubts the
existence of the Matrix.

Right. But he cannot doubt we would be
powerful allies.

Yes, you would. But he could. If we
possessed such power, for example, we

Why have you not destroyed the Autobots
yourselves?

Their association with these humans has
changed.

The humans!

You fear the humans?

They are weaklings!

Very well, then.

But what did I do to deserve all this?

Oh, shut up.

I don't know how you did it, but thanks,
Rekgar.

Something required.

Batteries not included.

But I believe in me.

Rodimus, look who's back.

Yeah, good to have you back, Springer.

Well, don't let your enthusiasm
overwhelm you. Sorry.

I've been thinking about the
Quintessons.

Who they are.

Why they treat us with enemies.

From what I saw back on that asteroid, I
think the answer may be in the Matrix,

in the memories of the ancient Autobot
leaders.

So just get blasted again and almost
die. Then you can enter the Matrix and

out for sure.

He's only kidding, but tell him you're
only kidding.

He knows, R .C. He's not as dumb as he
looks.

Come on, let the boy cogitate if he
wants. He won't do anything rash, will

Rod?

Is this the Matrix?

Radomus Prime, you have embarked on a
journey into Cybertron's distant past.

Prepare to look into the face of your
creator.

The Decepticons and the Autobots.

In time, the Quintessons endowed their
products with a simulated intelligence.

Now, the machines could manufacture
themselves.

And before long, they grew too lazy and
greedy to bother even with that.

There were simpler ways to wring
performance out of their slaves.

simply recycling it on the spot.

The Quintessons also used the robots to
entertain them.

Machines pitted against machines.

Gladiatorial combat.

Some of us, however, found this...
pointless combat repellent and sought to

a stop to it.

He failed.

But the seeds of revolt had been planted
and they one day healed the terrible

harvest. What the Kutuzans failed to
grasp was that their robots had

emotions.

They knew and felt the difference
between freedom and slavery.

And that oversight sealed their fate.

For a time, the robots lived in harmony.

But this did not last.

The former consumer goods, who called
themselves Autobots, saw a peaceful

existence, while the military hardware
wanted kind of work.

Their way.

They terrorized the Autobots.

Knowing we could never defeat the
Decepticons with firepower, we turned to

stealth and invented the art of
transform.

The

Autobots.

Many centuries.

Decepticons also learned how to
transform.

Thus, one fateful night, far below the
city, Megatron was

born.

The Matrix is passed to Alpha Trion, the
oldest of Autobots, who kept it

safely hidden for many years, until the
next Autobot leader appeared, a gentle

robot known as Orion Pax.

Was fated to become Optimus Prime.

And so began the Third Cybertronian War,
which reigns to this day.

And the Quintessons are our creators.

Through all these centuries, they have
waited for the proper moment to strike,

to reclaim the planet that we
Transformers took from them.

And now they're going for the gusto,
right? Do not forget what you've learned

our past, Rodimus, from its lessons.

The future is forged.

Are you crazy?

Why'd you short -circuit yourself?

Wake up, you moron!

It was the only way into the Matrix.

I was wrong.

He is as dumb as he looks.

No more jokes, Springer.

Cybertron's in deadly danger.

We're heading back there now.

Yes, sir, Mr. Leader, sir.

fronts then?

Correct.

Simultaneously on Cybertron and on
Earth.

The bridge joint is almost complete.

I'm ready with the beacon.

Sleep soundly, Earth creatures, for your
awakening shall be rude.

Constructicons to Galvatron.

Trypticon is ready.

Transform it!

land and clear it.

We must deny their request.

And let a shuttle full of innocent
humans die?

I can't do it.

Cybertron's safety might depend on it.

I just can't. Let him land.

Thank you, Cybertron.

But too late. She's about to hit them.

Decepticons! Attack!

The Decepticons will destroy the
Autobots. Then we will crush the

And soon, very soon now, Cybertron...
will be ours!

Prepare Autobots to die in darkness!

The blast took out the whole defense
system.

Order all troops to the interior.

I'll stay here and buy us some time.

Autobots, retreat to level two!

Get moving, Rodimus. I'll see you later.

Your courage will be remembered.

Get moving!

Projection 84 .77 % probability that
defeat of the

Autobots will require less than 20
hours.

Naturally, we've given Galvatron
something worth fighting for.

Let us see if all goes well on Earth.

got his transmission.

The battle platform is headed directly
for Autobot headquarters.

Then bam!

Let's prepare the ambush!

It'll be passing above us soon.

Wait for my signal and then bam!

We'll shoot it straight up the belly!

Now!

Put him to hell and we'll blow he blam!
Finish him off!

Hey, Cybertron, this is Blaster Blasting
at you. And we got a parcel of hassles

here. There's a monster been born and we
can't transform.

Cybertron, Cybertron, come in.

Where is the transforming...

Thank you for the update.

We shall see how your Skylings fares
against the Predacons.

Yo, Metroplex to Skylings. Be well, be
square. Something called Predacons

at you. Understood, blaster.

Also boxes.

helping him locate the Decepticon
Matrix, which doesn't exist.

At coordinates omega zero one, you will
find a large switch.

Push it to the down position.

Down, understand.

This will render all of the Transformers
evil.

This morning.

What the Predacons can do, we have
little to fear from.

You don't suffer from overconfidence or
anything.

He does.

But he will suffer more at the hands of
Predaking.

report decisions on the devil, one silly
transformed kind of.

God, this or not, we're gonna fight.

Let it rip!

One and all! Seed to call!

Ready, steady, shaboom!

If Skylings don't show, call this day!

Skylings! Skylings!

Have the transformation talk.

Mentoplex on foot.

We've got to install this fast.

Trypticon's already off the injured
list.

Onward, Decepticons, to the Matrix and
glory!

Galvatron, leader!

Did you deliver my report to our allies,
Blitzwing?

No, mighty leader, I... No?

Mighty Galvatron, there is no Decepticon
Matrix.

Tell it to the Autobots.

If I must.

Autobots, do not shoot. I beg you.

He begs us?

Listen, we are all of us in grave peril.

Somewhere in the depths of Cybertron, a
commando team of Sharkticons is about to

unleash a force that will destroy us
all!

Blur, shut up!

No blaster to go full transform.

I hear you, Metroplex.

Thanks.

This

planet's

not big enough for the both of us.

Metroplex is my kind of town.

Push down.

Could I

interest you in changing sides?

You have my respect, but I could never.

Blitzwing, what are you doing here?

Surely you're not searching for
something that doesn't exist.

Perhaps you hope to find the Matrix for
yourself.

Dead. Silence.

Traitor!

Oh, darn.

They plumb burned out.

Well, no matter how newfangled you make
them, when they bust, they bust.

Breathe in.

Smell the cool metallic air of home.

After lo these many centuries, she is
ours once more.

Your war is over, Transformers.

For on this day, an empire is reborn to
victory.

Sorry, Quince, you blew it.

Where are they?

The switch destroyed the switch.

We'll never reach the surface alive.

The Emergency Escape Pod, level 14.

This battle ends now, or I shall write
its conclusion.

You will never be welcome in the ranks
of the Decepticons again.

Sometimes it's better to be known for
one's enemies.

You will suffer for this, Blitzwing. You
will suffer unimaginably.

Autobots, this is an uneasy victory we
have won.

We now know that the Decepticons are not
our only foes. That another, more

dangerous race of beings also plots our
destruction.

Our universe will never be the same
again.

We Transformers have looked into the
face of our creators and seen the face

an enemy.