>We have endured bitter hardship and countless battles..
>but at long last, our home planet has been restored.
>We would not be standing on
>Cybertronian soil were it not for the valiant efforts of both
>those assembled here.. and our absent comrades
>Ratchet, who remains on Earth to safeguard our human friends,
>and Cliffjumper, who made the ultimate sacrifice.
>But on this day, at the dawn of a new era, we gather to bestow
>a special honor one earned by Bumblebee.
>Through his bravery and devotion to the cause of peace,
>long before, he rid this universe of the scourge of the Decepticon warmonger.
>Megatron.
>Megatron!
>Unicron?
>I do not understand. Why am I not one with the Allspark?
>Do I yet live?
>You do not, yet you cannot join the Allspark because my
>lifeblood once flowed through your veins.
>- Dark energon. - It binds you to my
>- Anti-spark. - Optimus Prime used the Matrix
>of Leadership to imprison you within the Earth's core.
>So how is it that you speak to me now?
>The foolish Prime rendered only my material form dormant.
>But my energy form was roused from slumber when I sensed
>the awakening of an ancient rival across the cosmos.
>Primus. so, it would seem that Optimus succeeded in restoring
>Cybertron after my demise.
>I now wish to finish what I began eons ago, and for that, my
>Anti-spark requires a vessel.
>- So... I will live again? - Only to serve me.
>Your husk will simply be an instrument of my will.
>In the company of your fellow Autobots, in the presence of our
>creator, Primus, the living core of our planet, and by the
>authority vested in me by the Matrix of Leadership,
>Bumblebee...
>-arise a warrior. - Nice work.
>- Warrior, big time! - You go, B.
>Let's get this party started!
>Welcome to the club, B.
>Warrior today, and who knows? Prime tomorrow?
>Slow down, Smokey. I'm not sure I'd wish a Prime's
>- responsibility on anyone. - I am sorry to interrupt your celebration.
>- Here it comes. - Primes never party.
>-but I must take my leave of you. - Sir, may I ask why?
>Though Cybertron is once again able to support life,
>our planet is currently incapable of generating new lives
>Not until I retrieve the wellspring from which all
>life on Cybertron is born and ultimately returns...
>- The Allspark. - You mean it isn't here?
>Nor has it been, Smokescreen... not for thousands
>of years. As the war for Cybertron reached
>a tipping point and the Decepticon army appeared to be
>unstoppable, I opted to safeguard the Allspark from
>Megatron by covertly sending it to a distant sector of the galaxy.
>The Matrix of Leadership will enable me to guide us to its present location.
>What are we waiting for? Let's take the warship
>- and bring it back. - These remain dangerous times, Bumblebee.
>We cannot leave Cybertron unsecured
>not with Starscream and Shockwave unaccounted for.
>Not to mention our stray Predacon.
>Ultra Magnus, you will supervise patrols to find and
>capture the fugitive Decepticons.
>- I would be honored. - Bulkhead, you will lead the
>reconstruction effort. Begin by building a landing
>field to welcome returning refugees.
>Wheeljack, I will require your extensive experience
>- navigating deep space. - When do we leave?
>Megatron: Super-luminous space drive. Impressive.
>One of many upgrades that I've made to your limited
>corporeal form and wholly necessary to reach Cybertron.
>So... we are to rule together, as one?
>You will rule nothing!
>I travel to Cybertron for one reason only
>- to destroy Primus personally. - But... to destroy Primus...
>- is to destroy Cybertron! - Thus will begin the new
>age the age of chaos!
>Whoa, whoa, whoa! How are you gonna attach the
>cladding when the framing structure's incomplete, huh?
>Labor issues?
>- Any news of our fugitives? - Just signs of recent
>scavenging in former Decepticon installations.
>The 'Con warship can't detect their life signals?
>Shockwave must have found a way to shield or disable them.
>I'll feel better when that gruesome twosome are locked up
>with the others.
>Okay, you got my attention. What do you want?
>We're prisoners of war. We have rights!
>When are we going to have access to an oil bath?
>Well, when are you gonna tell me where I can find your pals?
>I told you before, Shockwave had
>dozens of secret labs hidden across Cybertron top-secret.
>A shame. Your finish is looking pretty drab.
>I don't know where they are, I swear!
>But I have an idea where you might try looking.
>Well, someone may want to think about renaming
>the sea of rust. I'm just sayin'.
>Though I was hoping more of us would be rushing back here
>to see it you know, now that it's all bright and shiny.
>Cybertron will populate in time, kid.
>You have to remember refugees could be returning from
>light-years away.
>Movement. Two contacts at .84
>Approach with caution.
>My name is Ultra Magnus. Are you Autobot or Decepticon?
>Neither.
>Predacons!
>Phase beats flame every time!
>Scrap!
>Bumblebee, I need an emergency ground bridge, stat!
>Hang tight, chief. I'm getting you out of here.
>Where's the patient?
>He is suffering from
>a multitude of internal injuries, most quite severe.
>So, anyone care to explain what two more Predacons are
>- doing on Cybertron? - I thought Optimus said new
>life wasn't possible without the Allspark.
>I'm no authority, but something tells me cloning old bones
>doesn't constitute new life.
>Shockwave's been playing in his lab since the war.
>- Why stop now? - Doesn't matter where those
>beasts came from. We got to take 'em down.
>If Shockwave's back in business, there could be more of
>- them a lot more. - We need to call Optimus.
>Really, Bulk? And interrupt his quest to save
>the future of our race on Cybertron?
>Why send the Allspark to Theta-Scorpio,
>one of the most hazardous star systems in the galaxy?
>Precisely to deter Megatron from searching this region for it.
>With all the gamma bursts and planetoid collisions out here,
>how can you be sure it survived?
>The Allspark itself is comprised of pure energy.
>In order to contain it and launch it off-world, Alpha Trion
>forged a vessel capable of extracting it from the ether.
>it is this indestructible reliquary we seek.
>Well, I'll try not to scratch the paint on this tub,
>- but no promises. - We cannot risk being stranded
>if our ship is damaged. It is best that you remain here,
>- Wheeljack. - You're the boss.
>Watch your step.
>- Who made him leader? - He did snuff Megatron.
>I'm not leading.
>- I'm scouting. - Fair enough.
>But you do realize we're nowhere near where we found those
>- Predacons, right? - We're not looking for those
>Predacons. I followed this energon trail,
>which means he was wounded...
>And I know we aren't the ones who wounded him.
>Whoa. You mean we've been tracking...
>...Predaking?
>Hold fire!
>Recognize this, Predaking?
>You served aboard Megatron's warship.
>Surely you're familiar with this little treasure from
>his vault the Immobilizer.
>It causes instant stasis-lock, though the victim remains fully
>conscious a living death.
>But we didn't come here to fight, your highness.
>Then why have you violated my refuge, Autobot?
>We need answers. Do you know of any other
>Predacons currently on Cybertron?
>Indeed legions of them. Behold my subjects
>a countless multitude, rendered extinct ages ago by the great
>cataclysm, unearthed by the shifting of plates during our
>- planet's restoration. - Yeah, well, me and
>Ultra Magnus just about got scrapped by two living
>Predacons. Know anything about them,
>- your highness? - Two? Where?
>We came to ask your help in finding them.
>- For revenge? - No.
>Optimus Prime would deem it a tragedy to stain Cybertron's
>fresh soil with any newly spilled energon.
>So help us prove what Megatron was never willing to that
>more than one race can peacefully coexist on our planet.
>You assume that because I turned against Megatron, I can forgive
>the Autobots their role in the destruction of my brethren on Earth?
>Leave me be and dare not trespass here again.
>I have returned, partner. I trust you haven't strained
>yourself tinkering in your lab while I was toiling in the field
>like a common drone? I mean, I seem to supply old
>bones faster than you grow new clones.
>Starscream, given our lack of infrastructure and frequent need
>to relocate in order to avoid detection, it is not logical to
>expect greater productivity at this point in time.
>At least your new clones lack the arrogance of your last
>effort the one who named himself "Predaking"
>Be careful, you clumsy brutes! Where have you been?
>Gutting Autobots.
>What?! You were ordered to avoid all
>contact with the enemy!
>- I don't hear you laughing now, Darksteel. - We weren't followed.
>Fools! Now that they know of your
>existence, we have lost the element of surprise!
>The Autobots are weak.
>They fled like cowards. We have no need to fear them.
>Perhaps, Skylynx, but we must not underestimate them, either.
>their treacherous scout was able to fell the mighty Megatron
>- rest his Spark. - As such, it is paramount that
>we harvest the CNA necessary to clone more of you
>- many more of you. - So that we may build an army
>of beasts great enough to eradicate the Autobots and
>conquer Cybertron in Lord Megatron's memory and name.
>Arcee: What makes you think we'll find Shockwave's cloning lab here?
>Yeah, wasn't Darkmount Megatron's military H.Q.?
>If the intel I received from Knockout is accurate...
>we'll find a map of Shockwave's entire lab network
>in the Citadel's databank.
>Not good.
>Optimus, plasma storm incoming!
>Get out of there! That Allspark container may be
>- indestructible, but you aren't! - I am too close to turn back.
>"Lord Smokescreen" emperor of destruction.
>How can you sit there? That's some bad mojo.
>What do you know? Knockout actually shot
>- straight for once. - What'd you have to do
>- buff his finish? - Close.
>Let's download the data and get out of here.
>Hey. Something's heading our way.
>Predaking?
>- Movin' too fast. - Starscream?
>Minions of the Prime, prepare to be obliterated!
>- Megatron? - You skewered bucket-head
>with a giant saber and managed to miss his Spark?
>- How are you still alive? - And where'd you score the upgrade?
>Megatron cannot answer you at this moment,
>though I can inform you with utmost authority
>that he owes his new lease on life to me Unicron!
>And I will not be so easy to deliver into oblivion.
>- Bothersome pest. - That pest is the very one who
>robbed me of my Spark. And now I possess the power
>- to return the favor! - You possess nothing!
>It is I who possess all that you were and ever will be.
>- We need to retreat. - The only way out is down.
>We can't call for a ground bridge until we put some space
>between Unicron and us!
>Behold my infinite might!
>Let's roll.
>Come on, chief.
>We're out of time.
>Whoa! Stop!
>- A smelting pit? - Cybertron's been dormant for
>thousands of years, but that's still burning?
>Ratchet, we need a ground bridge.
>Optimus, if we don't get out of here right now...
>Optimus!
>That's why he's Prime.
>Cutting it a little close, don't you think?
>Wheeljack, set a course for Cybertron.
>Hang on to your hubcaps.
>That's the future of life on Cybertron, huh?
>I kind of figured it'd be bigger.
>Hold tight!
>No!
>Servant of Prime, you will now join your brethren!
>You got that right!
>I... am... weak!
>But our merciless attack drove the Autobots into submission!
>They fled for their very Sparks!
>A victory over unworthy opponents, especially
>one that did not result in their demise,
>is far from an achievement. Clearly, our improved state is
>not enough to accomplish the deed for which I have come.
>For that, I shall require a much greater instrument of destruction.
>How is this happening? I mean, we put out a call
>inviting refugees back to Cybertron, and Unicron's
>- the first in line? - Not to mention those Predacons.
>What have we come home to?
>What are we supposed to call him, huh "Megacron"?
>-"Unitron"? - Really?
>That's your biggest issue right now?
>Right, right. All right, good.
>So, what's the game plan?
>While Unicron may now inhabit a mortal form, he is still
>a god and thus cannot be defeated by customary means.
>Optimus? Wheeljack!
>This is Bumblebee. We have an urgent situation.
>Bumblebee, this is Optimus Prime. Proceed.
>Optimus! Can you hear me? Come in, please.
>- Wheeljack, do you read? - That hit we took did some damage.
>Receiver's operational, but we can't transmit.
>- Nothing. - You have your voice back.
>Now is not the time to go radio-silent.
>Optimus, in the event that you can hear us, Unicron has found
>his way back to Cybertron.
>Repeat the Chaos-bringer is here, on our soil,
>in possession of Megatron's body.
>Wheeljack, ensure that the light-speed drive is
>- still fully operational. - So, what now I mean,
>besides hoping that Optimus got the message?
>We figure out why Unicron's here.
>- And what he wants. - The big "U" could have taken
>Earth behind our backs. Why come back to Cybertron?
>There would be only one reason, Wheeljack.
>To destroy the Spark of his archenemy Primus.
>But that's the core of our planet!
>It isn't fair. How many more times do we have
>to save a world have to fight for the survival of our home?
>Regrettably, the struggle between creation
>and destruction is an eternal one.
>And the battle lines which separate the two...
>run through the very Spark of Cybertron. Good and evil.
>Order and chaos. One victorious, one vanquished,
>each forming the core of their own separate worlds
>Cybertron... and Earth.
>And now.. The darkness has followed us.
>all the way home.
>Hmm. Tracks. The Autobot spoke the truth.
>Other Predacons do exist.. though it seems they took flight here.
>Locating my new brethren will be a futile endeavor,
>unless I allow them to locate me.
>Vitals are improving.
>You will be back on your struts In good time.
>Exactly how long is good time? Because with Optimus
>missing in action, we could really use Ultra Magnus' counsel.
>Bumblebee, we have each been witness to those among us who
>have risen above their station time and again rappers,
>scouts, even field medics. The Chaos-bringer is at our
>doorstep, and now, more than ever before, we cannot afford
>- to wait for salvation. - We'll launch an attack on
>Darkmount, provided Unicron's still there.
>Or first attempt to locate
>him, in the event he is not.
>The beacon it worked!
>- Predaking? Alive? - You know this primitive life-form?
>Yes a warrior once under my command,
>though I thought he had perished in battle.
>How fortunate that I was wrong, for Predaking is a loyal
>and powerful combatant who could very well be
>the greater instrument of destruction which you seek.
>- Megatron? - Warrior!
>I call upon you to serve your master.
>In the name of the mighty legions of Predacons who
>preceded me, I shall never again yield to your charge.
>But I will heed your previous advice and face my true enemy...
>as a beast!
>You dare to deceive me and
>- have both of us destroyed? - Perhaps not destroyed
>just damaged enough that our shared form will no longer be of use to you
>and force you to abandon what remains, for regaining my
>freewill, even over a mangled and deficient frame,
>is preferable to enduring a waking life as your slave!
>For your insolence, I will only make you endure
>greater suffering!
>Now... let us learn more of these
>mighty legions of which you spoke
>by peering directly into your mind.
>Ahh. I know now what I require to
>tear this world asunder...
>and where I might find them.
>Shockwave. How was your journey?
>Long. Explain why you have summoned me
>to the middle of nowhere.
>Because I have located our army.
>The clones sniffed out quite the mother lode, wouldn't you say?
>I recommend that we utilize the warship's operating system
>to search for Megatron's life signal.
>Doc, that remodel who kicked our tailpipes he might have
>looked and sounded like old bucket-head, but it wasn't him.
>That much I know. But even if a fraction of
>Megatron's Spark still flickers within his body, the ship's
>scanners may pick it up.
>So, you find me amusing?
>Ow. That hurt!
>That bone could be your comrade someday!
>Now stop fooling around and return to the task at hand!
>I do find it curious... that I am not the only one
>currently seeking the remains of mighty legions.
>- It cannot be! - It defies logic.
>Lord Megatron! But but how?
>Y-You, uh oh, what does it matter?
>Our master is back and looking
>far more imposing than ever!
>My liege, rest assured, we have been working tirelessly in your
>absence to build an army powerful enough to conquer Cybertron.
>I do not wish to conquer this world. I wish to eradicate it.
>Ye... uh a-apologies, lord Megatron.
>- I-I can't say that I'm following. - Silence!
>Your master is under my control.
>I am the Destroyer of worlds, the Bringer of chaos, and
>- the Lord of the undead. - Unicron.
>I say we show the Lord of the undead what it's
>like to be unliving!
>Rip him to shreds!
>- Megatron's life signal. - So, somewhere inside that new
>- body armor, he's still alive? - He's perished and returned before
>a phenomenon no doubt aided by the blood of Unicron,
>which has coursed through his veins.
>The coordinates indicate he's left Darkmount.
>Triangulating his exact position.
>We were there earlier today.
>- Predaking's refuge? - Unicron's retracing our steps?
>Whoa, wait. What in Alpha Trion's beard is that?
>My legion... arise, and purge this world with your dragon fire!
>Terrorcons created from Predacons?
>- It defies all science. - We're doomed!
>Given that we are dealing with Unicron himself, the energy
>mass can be only one thing dark energon.
>- But for what purpose? - We all saw it.
>The valley was filled with ancient Predacon bones.
>Unicron's raising an undead army.
>One currently traveling across the hydrax plateau towards...
>the well of Allsparks, the most
>direct route to Cybertron's core...
>and Primus.
>The past shall consume the future,
>the dead shall consume the living,
>and chaos shall reign supreme!
>Unicron clearly seeks to access our planet's core from
>the same point of entry that we used to restore it.
>No doubt, with every intention of undoing our efforts.
>So, what do we do?
>We put ourselves between Unicron's army and the well.
>Our strongest assets are this warship and whatever relics
>- might be stored in its vault. - Last time I looked, just the
>Polarity Gauntlet and the Immobilizer.
>Hopefully the genuine article this time.
>I'll round up the secret weapons.
>Bulkhead, think you can pilot this ship?
>'Con engineering. User-friendly, right?
>Ratchet, you've given your all to save this world once already.
>Where are you taking us? We have a right to know!
>Greetings, fellow Decepticons.
>Starscream. Thank the stars! We can finally escape
>- this dreaded ship. - No, doctor.
>We must, in fact, take this ship...
>by whatever means necessary.
>Primary fusion cannons, null-rays, ion blasters
>everything we need to stand a fighting chance against
>- Unicron's army. - B, in case I never get
>another chance to say this, you've really proved your mettle.
>I'd like to think my actions always spoke louder than my words, Arcee.
>But it didn't hurt to watch and learn from the best.
>It would be nice if Optimus showed up about now.
>I was referring to a powerful little two-wheeler I know.
>Autobots! Surrender this warship!
>Ah-Ah-Ah.
>Funny how the Immobilizer can freeze bots in their tracks...
>- before it's activated. - And, in case you're
>wondering, Smokescreen is in no position to come
>to your rescue right now.
>Scrap.
>- Skylynx, look! One of us! - Indeed, Darksteel
>most likely our predecessor.
>The burial ground desecrated, strip-mined of all
>that remained of our ancestors.
>You should have been here to see 'em rise and shine!
>- They live? - If you call being undead "living"
>Dark magic perpetrated by the demon who lives in Megatron's skin.
>Just be glad you're alive so the demon can't
>- pull your strings. - Do you not comprehend the
>scope of this tragedy? We three are proof that our
>mighty race might once again have flourished.
>Their remains must be reclaimed, if for no other reason
>- than to be properly laid back to rest. - And who made you boss?
>I am not your boss. I am your King!
>Nah, Scream won't use it. He needs us if he's gonna stand
>- any chance of surviving Unicron. - You misunderstand.
>I do not intend to use this warship for battle
>but for quickly getting as far as possible from this doomed planet.
>Earth would be nice, now that
>Unicron no longer seems to be calling it home.
>Shut up, you! Now move away from the controls,
>- Bulkhead, or get stiff! - There's just one thing you've
>overlooked, Scream. That device you're holding
>- not the Immobilizer. - What?! What do you mean?
>Aah-ya-yah!
>I will silence you forever. Huh?
>Now will you believe I'm joining the winning team?
>- Knockout, we needed that! - Wait. It... really was the Immobilizer?
>Ha!
>All hail.. Predaking.
>An impressive display for my creations.
>But would it not be more logical
>to employ your might elsewhere this time?
>Fine! I hope Unicron destroys you first!
>Why'd you do it, Knockout? Why'd you turn against Starscream?
>Even if I had helped him seize this ship, he would have probably
>just fired me out of the first airlock.
>Oh and he's rude.
>- Are we there yet? - Right on schedule.
>And so is Unicron.
>- Resistance? - From my own warship.
>Demon hordes, take flight... and eviscerate them!
>Maybe Starscream had the right idea.
>Zombiecon! Zombiecon!
>Is it Optimus?
>Predaking.
>- More flying pests! - Whom to root for?
>The lines have certainly blurred.
>Predacon allies. You called it, B.
>And to think Optimus almost passed down the Matrix to me.
>- Whoa. What?! - Yeah, I said it.
>But "right place, right time" doesn't mean "right bot"
>I know that now.
>Brace for impact!
>Whew!
>Nothing a little carnauba wax won't fix up.
>Ugh.
>Huh?
>My legion, the time is upon us.
>Destroy Primus with your dragon fire!
>- We're the last line of defense. - I would recommend leaving that
>to those more suited for the task. Skylynx! Darksteel!
>Allow nothing to enter the well.
>Really? This is how it ends?
>We're not losing our planet
>not without taking Unicron with it.
>What? A familiar resonance
>pure energy, not unlike Primus...
>one I have not encountered since ancient days.
>The Allspark!
>- Optimus. - I never thought I'd be so
>happy to see that big rig!
>We must keep the Allspark from Unicron's reach.
>I thought the container was indestructible.
>Indeed. But if this vessel once trapped the Allspark,
>I fear that it can also be emptied of it.
>So, the Prime returns!
>Ugh!
>Jacky!
>Thank you, Prime for delivering the Allspark so that
>- I may erase it from existence. - Not while I stand before you, Unicron.
>Megatron, you and I once united to save a world from Unicron.
>- We must do so again. - Megatron may hear you,
>but he cannot help you..
>for he is enduring eternal suffering.
>Your efforts to protect Cybertron's most sacred relic
>are futile! My legion is within reach of Primus
>your planet's very core.
>And we both know that the Allspark cannot thrive
>in a poisoned well.
>Downside to wearing metal near a Polarity Gauntlet...
>You're subject to the laws of magnetism.
>Optimus, go! Save the Allspark!
>I've been worse.
>So, how are we gonna get that thing to safety?
>By the only means available to us
>under these most dire of circumstances.
>The very survival of our species upon this
>or any world depends upon it.
>I shall devour your Allspark whole!
>What?! A trick?!
>As a being comprised of pure energy,
>Unicron's Antispark was vulnerable to this reliquary of the Primes.
>- But if he's in there, where's - Praise the Allspark!
>- Master! You're alive! - Indeed.
>Your new battle armor will take things to the next level,
>My liege. Together we will reunite all
>Decepticons and once again grind Cybertron under
>- your mighty heel! - No!
>What? Why?
>Because I now know the true meaning of oppression...
>and have thus lost my taste for inflicting it.
>Uh, you've clearly been traumatized, master.
>A good power-down and a stroll around the smelting
>pit will put you back in touch with your inner warlord.
>Enough! The Decepticons are no more, and that is final.
>Yes. Well, we all have plenty to
>think about, don't we?
>This is not quite how I envisioned my rise to the throne,
>but since lord Megatron all but surrendered it to me,
>I will gladly revive the Decepticons in my name.
>Though perhaps a throne is more
>befitting of an actual King.
>I am not here to seize thrones, Starscream..
>but to settle scores.
>In order to both protect the Allspark and secure Unicron's
>defeat, it was necessary for me to empty the vessel's contents.
>- Into where? - The Matrix of Leadership.
>As such, my own Spark can no longer be separated from
>- the multitude of others within me. - Are you telling us...
>that you are now.. one with the Allspark?
>That's what you say when someone kicks the.
>To not return the Allspark to the well
>would be to prevent future generations of new life
>from existing on Cybertron.
>My quest must be completed.
>Optimus, I didn't return to save a life only to lose
>the one I care most about.
>Ratchet's restored planets. he'll find a way to save you!
>We can turn to Vector Sigma, just like we did before.
>Because the Matrix must now be relinquished with the Allspark,
>it cannot be restored or passed down to another.
>But while this may very well mark the end of the age of Primes,
>leadership can be earned with or without the Matrix,
>and, in my view.. you have each acted as a Prime.
>Well, I... never really had the best role models.
>As even Megatron has demonstrated on this day,
>every sentient being possesses the capacity for change.
>I ask only this of you, fellow Autobots
>keep fighting the noblest of fights.
>You can count on us to keep the peace.
>Above all, do not lament my absence..
>for in my Spark, I know that this is not the end..
>but merely a new beginning..
>simply put, another transformation.