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[lasers pulsing]

[intense rock music]

* *

[glass shatters]

- [grunts]

* *

- Thanks, Optimus.

See you next time.

[grunts]

[electrical pulsing]

[groans]

[grunting]

[scoffs]

[energy pulsing]

[screams]

[horns honking]

- All-star moves, Mo.

- I know.

[both laugh]

That's me, Mo Malto, one half of Quintus Prime's chosen two.

- The other half, me, Robby Malto.

We make a pretty legit team.

Quintus must have thought so too,

because he put us in charge of his Emberstone--

that super powerful

rock-looking thing right there.

Last year, me and Mo used it to heal all the bots

and save the world.

[dramatic music]

Pretty sweet, right?

[electrical pulsing]

* *

- Then this happened.

[explosion booms]

Yeah, the Emberstone exploded.

Our connection to Quintus broke too.

And now we're picking up the pieces, literally.

The Decepticons helped us for a minute since, you know,

we freed them from GHOST jail and saved their lives.

Shout-out to Team Terran!

- But our truce didn't last forever.

Decepticons, remember? "Decept-icons"?

You get it.

So it's our job to collect all the pieces,

put the Emberstone back together,

and keep it out of enemy hands.

We still don't know what Starscream is planning,

but we're pretty sure he's up to no good, obviously.

It's gonna be a busy year!

[transforming pulses]

[electricity crackling]

[ominous music]

- We're almost home.

- Another recovered Embershard for Team Terran-Autobot.

[rocket whistling]

Ahh!

- Let it go!

- We can't let them win!

- Nova Storm to Starscream. Big fish is on the hook.

[dramatic music]

- Robby, you're endangering the mission and your life.

- All good, Twitch.

I knew you would save both.

* *

- Stop wiggling!

- No, you're wiggling.

No!

- [laughs] - [eagle screeches]

Wha--

- [screeches] - [grunts]

- [groaning]

- I got you! I'm coming!

- No! Get the canister first.

[both screaming]

* *

- Family first, always.

- Optimus! - Worry not.

I have the situation completely under control.

Wait. Who's that?

[engines revving]

- [grunts]

Speed beats size every time.

- Breakdown intercepted the Emberstone.

- On it!

[engine revving]

[grunting]

It's over, Breakdown!

Give us the shard.

- We aren't at the finish line yet.

- We've got you outnumbered eight to one.

[all grunting] [tires screeching]

[explosion pulses]

- Power beats speed every time.

- [groans]

Ugh.

[all grunting]

- All right, Breakdown, it's over.

Hand over the Embershard.

- You want this so bad, go and get it.

[both shouting in slo-mo]

[fizzing]

[electricity crackling]

[rumbling]

[intense music]

* *

[explosion booming]

- What just happened?

[metal grinding]

[electricity crackling]

- OK. That's new.

- He's like us but different.

Take cover!

[all grunting]

[screams]

all: Hashtag!

* *

- What's his beef with us, Mo?

- I don't know. I can't feel him.

- Attaboy.

The name's Breakdown.

We better get out of here.

- [groans]

- Whoa, don't fire!

I'm on your side, OK?

You want to smash more Maltos, right?

You want more mayhem, right?

My crew is full of bots like you.

[tense music]

* *

- [groans]

- Come on, kid, roll with us.

* *

[tires screeching]

- [groans] - Hashtag, hang in there!

Please tell me this is just a bad dream.

- You did what?

- Starscream, trust me.

New kid knocked Optimus and all his little sidekicks

flat on their bumpers.

It was amazing.

- Your mission was to retrieve the Emberstone,

and instead you bring me--

- [grunting]

Aftermath.

[intense rock music]

* *

- You're responsible for this...Terran.

See that he earns his keep.

- Ahh!

- Our new freeloader aside, your mission was a failure.

- But there's still lots of shards out there.

And look what they can do.

- [grunts]

- I know what they can do.

Beneath Witwicky lies a tremendous weapon.

The Autobots don't even know about it yet.

And I need every ounce of the Emberstone's power

to bring it online.

With it, I'll turn this wretched planet

into New Cybertron.

But first, I need the artifact reassembled in full.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Pump the brakes.

You're saying we're in a world where

anyone with a piece of the Emberstone

can just make a Terran?

- Nah. More like Chaos Terran.

- Huh.

Since the artifact is broken, its rules may be broken

and its power may be corrupt.

- Explains why the new guy's, like, the opposite

of our Terrans.

- If Starscream knows what we know,

he could be trying to build more Chaos Terrans.

We saw what one did to Hashtag.

What happens when Starscream builds a whole army of them?

- I'd ask Quintus, but I haven't heard or felt him

at all since last year.

- Well, good thing Optimus has everyone out there

looking for more shards.

Let's go pitch in.

[soft dramatic music]

* *

- Wait, Bee, hear me out.

We already know where there's a whole bunch--

Decepticon base.

We take a page out of Starscream's playbook

and go get all the pieces he stole from us.

- I don't know.

Sounds pretty dangerous, Robby.

- More dangerous than a mob of Chaos Terrans?

- Eh, he's got a point.

But does he have a plan?

- Oh, yeah.

[upbeat music]

* *

- Everyone listen up.

I have Intel on another three Emberstone shards.

It's critical that we secure every one

before the Decepticons catch wind

and attempt an intercept.

- Copy that.

- [breathing heavily] Um, how much farther is it?

- Why? Wishing you had more...

[gasps] Speed?

- Ha, nope.

I just want to get my 10,000 steps.

[garbled speech] - Focus, team.

All three Emberstone shards are at the naval yard.

Let's get in and out fast and safe.

- Well done, Soundwave.

Decepticons, to war!

- Yeah, that's what I'm talking about!

[groans]

- You stay here and keep an eye on him.

- [grunting]

- [sighs]

[tense music]

* *

- [grunts]

[yelps]

That was so sketch.

Why didn't you just fly us in here?

* *

[alarm blares]

[explosions booming]

No further questions.

* *

- Starscream's command post is up there.

- OK, well, what are we waiting for?

- Hey, hey, hey! - [gasps]

- Where do you think you're going?

- Anywhere but here.

- These rocket launchers aren't gonna load themselves.

- Then get to it, Pops!

- Oh, don't you "Pops" me.

You've got work to do, kid.

First, you're going to fix up the command post.

And then you are gonna load those rocket launchers.

And then, you're gonna take out the trash.

- You're trash!

I don't need this or you.

- Don't you talk back to me.

- I'll do what I want!

[both grunting]

- Should we help him?

- I think he can handle himself.

- Ah! Ow! No kicking! And no biting!

* *

- Team One has the rock.

- Team Two has the second.

- Team Three makes it a hat trick.

- All right, now let's roll out and get these babies locked up.

[jets screaming]

[intense rock music]

* *

- Embershards located.

Bring them to me.

[cackles]

- Protect the Emberstone at all costs.

- [growling]

[both grunt] [tires screech]

* *

[tires squealing]

- [grunts]

- Give me the Emberstone.

- Sorry, Skywarp.

It's a family heirloom, and you can't have it.

- You're not even Cybertronian!

- Coming through!

- And neither are those bratty kids.

- [grunts]

- Those kids saved your life last year.

Remember?

- They had no right to use a Prime artifact

in the first place!

- Hey, they made my family with that artifact.

- And we'll make something better.

[all grunting]

- Not gonna happen. [grunts]

[groaning]

- You were saying?

- Gotcha. - [growling]

- Huh?

Whoa!

- Terran beats Decepticon every time.

[suspenseful music]

* *

[both grunt]

- Team Terran is about to pull way ahead in the race

to rebuild the Emberstone.

- Can't stop, won't stop.

[whirring down]

- Let's hope things are going just as well for the others.

[intense music]

- End this eternal war, Starscream.

We can coexist in peace.

- Not on this world.

Not while it's ruled by humans, Autobots, and traitors.

* *

- Ahh! It's a fake.

This whole thing is a diversion.

Return to base!

[ominous music]

* *

- Anyone have eyes on Breakdown or the Chaos Terran?

- He's probably looking for a rainbow to punch.

- Let's move.

* *

- [grunts]

- Are we sure this is better than flying

over the missile launchers?

both: Positive. - [grunts]

Oh, man, you are so grounded for this.

Huh?

[chains rattling]

Wait, wait, wait. You like to fight.

Well, there you go-- three Maltos to smash.

- Yeah.

And they're taking our stuff.

- To be fair, these were stolen from us.

So we're only taking back what is rightfully ours.

- Remember when Starscream said

to make sure you earn your keep?

Here's your shot.

- No. This is my shot!

- Whoa! [explosions booming]

[high-pitched ringing] - [breathing heavily]

[muffled explosions]

[coughs]

- [grunting]

You are Terran, like us.

- I'm not Terran.

I'm Aftermath!

- Nightshade means we're related!

[groans]

[explosions booming]

- [screams]

- They're not your family, kid.

They're attacking you.

- No, it's true!

We are family, and we'll share

everything we know about our kind and the Emberstone.

[suspenseful music]

* *

- [grunts]

- Oh, no, you don't!

- [screeches] - [grunts]

Get off me, pigeon!

Ah!

[explosions booming]

- [shouting in slo-mo]

- Hmm?

[warm power ballad]

* *

[baseball bat cracks] [crowd cheers]

[fishing reel whirs]

- Come on, kid. Roll with us.

Go get 'em, son.

* *

[music ends abruptly] - What did you just call me?

- [groans]

[intense music]

* *

- Are you OK?

- I'll be better after we're all home.

Quickly, escape through the wall!

- [growls]

* *

- [screeches]

- Ahh! - Robby!

[both grunting]

- Give it back, or I turn you into Malto soup!

* *

[both grunting]

[lasers firing]

[both yelp]

[both grunting]

- Robby, just let it go!

- They can't win!

This is our chance.

- [yells]

- [groans]

[jets whooshing]

[groans] We're out of time!

- If we go now, we can come back

and figure this out another day.

* *

- Family first, always.

[grunts]

- [yelps]

* *

[both scream]

- I have an idea. Just follow my lead.

And whatever you do, don't slow down!

* *

- Why, you--get them!

- What?

all: Yes!

- Your plan was very clever.

- [sighs]

- But you aren't responsible for recovering

every Embershard.

- But look at what the Decepticons are doing now.

They made a Chaos Terran, and we don't even know

what else they have up their sleeve.

We have to stop them.

- We will. We just have to keep trying.

- Exactly. Together.

[hopeful music]

- [sighs]

* *

- Hashtag!

[cheering and laughter]

- I'm all right. I'm good. I'm good.

- Things might get a lot worse

before they start getting better.

- But who's better than Team Terran

to stand up to the Decepticons and protect this town?

- We'll be ready.

* *

- Whoo-hoo!

[laughs]