* tense music playing *
Hot Rod, give us back our Emberstone!
Don't you two ever give up?
Stop! I need the Emberstone!
Robby, wait!
What are you thinking?!
There's no way you're gonna catch him.
He can't just take my Prime Powers like that.
Hey, he took mine too.
So stop slowing me down already.
Ugh! You are so infuriating!
I'm trying to help you.
Look at where we are.
We don't have our link, no one knows we're here,
we need to go home and get backup.
Come on!
Quick! In here!
I think we're safe here.
Back off!
Oh... right.
* shimmering instrumentals *
Robby! Mo! Where are you?
Where are we?
Is this... Praxus?
A calamity has befallen the city.
Oh, I'm so glad you said that. This place sucks.
I still can't feel Robby or Mo.
I should've taken first watch.
I never should've left them alone.
Maybe we can still contact Optimus.
Ugh. Comms are still jammed.
Why don't we look for some clues?
Hey, Bee, if comms were down back in the day,
how would you all sync up?
We'd scan the area for Spark signatures.
Any scanners nearby?
Uh, there's one in our secret base
not far from here.
The one in the polonium-packing district?
Okay, make that a not-so-secret base.
Lead the way, Bee.
If we can connect with OP and the others,
they can help us find Robby and Mo.
This is nothing like the history books.
Makes you wonder who writes those things.
Nightshade. Check it out.
Tracks...
From a bipedal Cybertronian?
Twitch, Thrash might have found something.
Bot prints on Cybertron?
Not exactly a big ol' arrow saying,
"Mo and Robby This Way."
It's the first sign of life we've seen since we got here.
We should follow them.
Maybe this Bot saw Mo or Robby.
Or knows where OP is.
Get real, Thrash.
We can't just follow some rando tracks.
We're sticking with the scanner.
You're not the only one
who's got ideas, sis. I mean,
OP was totally digging my steez earlier.
And it's not like your plans have been crushing it.
Thrash.
You're really gonna do this now?
In front of everyone?
After everything we talked about?
Okay, fine, whatevs. We'll do the scanner thing.
What was that all about?
She's--
She needs to feel needed.
* suspenseful music playing *
Now what was that secret code?
My spies were top-notch.
Alright.
Don't worry, we'll find Robby and Mo.
No signs of Optimus... or anyone.
The scanner's reading nothing but buildings.
- Where are the Bots? - I don't know.
Their Spark signatures should be registering.
Try another city. They've gotta be somewhere.
Ohh! If only there were actual tracks
we could've followed.
Not now, Thrash. The grown-ups are trying to work.
Oh, is that what you call wasting our valuable time?
Ugh. I need to do something.
Hey, Bee? What's this?
- That's the-- - The secured channel
for Autobot communications.
You would prefer my Decepticon intel
go unused in our time of need?
No. Of course not. It's just weird.
Testing. Robby?
Mo? OP?
Elita-1?
Regular comms are jammed so I'm trying a secured channel.
Helloooo?
What's that blank spot outside the city?
Hmm, odd. Let me widen out.
A signal boost. Perfect!
Robby Robby Robby! Mo Mo Mo!
If you can hear this secure transmission,
make your way to the south side of Praxus ASAP,
As Soon As Pronto.
Friends, family, and big prizes await you!
Just come on down.
And when you get here, let everyone know
it was because of my plan.
Because some people think I don't have good plans.
Okay, everyone, I put a call out over the secure comms.
They should be here in no time.
You know, OP was right to praise my leadership.
I hate to interrupt
the g-lacial uploading of your little scanner,
but if you need me, I'll be outside
triumphantly greeting Robby and--
You're not Mo!
A horde of Sparkless!
We must retreat!
But the scan isn't finished yet!
Something's wrong.
They've never attacked anyone before.
What could be causing this?
Ahh!
How's that scan coming?
We need more time.
Y'know, part of me wonders
if maybe I'm responsible for all this.
Hmp.
Eww. Zombie drool.
Thrash, what did you do?
I just pressed a button and talked.
The scanner!
Oops, my bad,
but technically the zombie broke it?
Hold them off so I can get it back up and running!
Not the first time I've had to clean up after you.
You wish. Nice fix though!
Now you can't blame me when your scanner plan
falls flat on its face.
Maybe now's not the time to have
the "who's better at plans" debate.
Hashtag's right. Because there is no debate.
I can't believe I finally get to Cybertron
and the planet tries to kill me.
It's time for my secret move: Three-Six-Zero-Bravo-Bravo!
The old Bumblebee Boomerang.
Why do you know everything about me?!
Come and get me!
Come on!
Chase me, chase me!
Woo!
- Phew! - Yeah!
Okay, now where were we?
Oh, that's right, the scanner.
There are zero readings coming from that dead spot.
I've never seen anything like it.
Maybe someone's jamming the signal.
My gut tells me that's where everybody is.
We've got to go check it out.
Robby and Mo are out there with those zombie things!
Hup-hup-hup, hold your rotors, Twitch.
What's that on the far left?
It looks like two Decepticons.
Actual signs of life.
That's what we need to check out.
We're not looking for Decepticons,
we're looking for Robby and Mo.
Who are in some Blank Void? Genius!
You're not calling the shots here, Thrash.
You slowed us down enough when you let every zombie-Bot
in the tri-planet area know we were here.
Well, we wouldn't have even been in Zombieland
if you hadn't taken us
to the universe's slowest scanner!
Kids. This is not helping.
Optimus compliments you one time,
- and you think you're the boss. - So that's it!
You're sore 'cause OP picked Team Thrash over Team Twitch.
Oh, please, everyone knows
the team would be way stronger without you.
As if!
We'd be way stronger if we had an actual leader.
Not one who overthinks every single thing!
Uh, Twitch, we know you're feeling like
the team doesn't need you anymore,
- but I promise we-- - You told them?!
Agh! I am so done with you, Thrash.
I wish you weren't my brother!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Kids,
all families fight, but this needs to stop.
Let's all just take a breather.
I concur.
The adage "cooler heads prevail"
is an adage for a reason.
- Tell her that. - Tell him that.
I'm going to the mystery void.
Anybody who wants to find Robby, Mo, and OP
is welcome to come with.
And anybody who prefers to follow a real clue
can come with me to find these 'Cons.
You're not going to be mad at each other forever,
but time apart might do you some good.
The center of the anomaly is seven clicks straight ahead.
I can't believe what's left of my home.
Mo and Robby must be so scared.
I hope your gut is right, Twitch.
If not, maybe Thrash'll find some answers.
Ugh. So now you're on Team Thrash too?
Nobody is picking sides.
We're all on team Malto.
Tell that to Thrash. How could he say those things?
I mean, I can't believe he thinks I overthink things.
When do I overthink things?
I don't overthink things.
Yeah, yeah! Let's think that through for a second.
What do you guys think?
We're seconds away from the two 'Cons,
minutes away from useful intel
and Twitch eating her words.
* tense music playing *
Ah! Huh?
Hmm...
Wait-- there's actually three of them!
Why's it only say two on the scanner?
The third might be cloaking their signal.
Okay, first off, not fair.
And secondly, no biggie, we can handle one more.
That's the spirit, son.
Thanks, Mom. But when we're in the field,
could you call me "Mission Leader Son"?
It's a little more, you know, profesh.
Or-or "son" works too.
Okay, you know the plan.
Now let's go get some answers.
And don't even get me started on how he's always
Botsplaining everything. It's like he forgot...
I do not know which is more impressive.
The duration of her rant, or her ability to walk backwards
while delivering it.
I mean, are there things Thrash does well?
Sure. Funny quips. Sweet moves.
He's got a way with cats. But I am the leader,
and I'm gonna lead this team right into--
Uh! A giant hole!
I wouldn't put it that way exactly.
Unless you mean the giant hole of victory.
He means a literal giant hole!
Ah! Ahh!
Whoa. That thing's deep.
These are the final coordinates?
But... it's nothing. There's...
There's nobody here.
Thrash was right.
I am the worst.
No, you're not.
And he never said that.
You had a hunch, Twitch, and it just didn't pan out, that's all.
Stop sugarcoating it. This was a fail.
Decepticons.
Well, if it ain't our old pals.
You really stepped in it this time.
Tell us where our brother and sister are, Swindle.
And Optimus and the Autobots.
You're not in any position to be bossing Bots around, Terran.
You are so right on so many levels,
you have no idea.
Yeah, whatever that means.
No more vague comments!
Grab 'em, gang!
* tense music playing *
Where'd they go?! They were right here.
Ah, maybe we should've rushed over
the minute you spotted them.
Are you questioning your team leader?
Who are you? Me?!
You're doing fine, Thrash.
Watch out!
Wow. Where'd they all come from?
Ha!
Mirage!
Megatron!
See, I can say the name of a lifetime enemy too.
There is no need to fight one another.
We are on the same side.
Yeah, a million years of battles beg to differ with you, Megsie.
Thanks for warming him up, Mirage.
My pleasure, Mirage. He's all yours.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! You're Autobots?!
- We're on the same side! - Nice try.
If you're aligned with Megsie, then we are gonna tussle.
No, no tussle--
* upbeat music playing *
Ooh, smashy.
Too slow.
Not even close. Is this your first fight?
Come in, Thrash. Are you there?
Go for Thrash where everything is going fine.
We got jumped by 'Cons.
I need you to bring your team over to my location at once.
I'm a little busy myself, sis. But say the words
"Come save my butt, Thrash," and maybe I'll breeze over.
Ugh, I don't have time for this, Thrash.
Look, I'm deffos gonna win my battle first,
so just chill and I'll be over to save your bacon soon.
Ugh! Forget it. I don't need you.
He can multiply at will.
Keep your eyes on him.
Which him?
Ow!
Ooh, wow!
Holograms really pack a punch.
* tense music playing *
* tense music swells *
- Mom?! - Kids?!
Oh, you two! You're safe!
We missed you so much!
Hold on, you're the Decepticons?!
Agh! Stupid!
Turn, turn!
Wait, if you're here, does that mean everyone is?
One of the 'Cons is back!
Make that both 'Cons!
And one 'Con's a Mo!
And Mom's joined forces with the 'Cons!
What is happening?!
W-whoa!
You're done, Megatron.
Stop! It's my family! They're on our side!
Wait, so Megatron was telling the truth?
That's gotta be a first.
I might have earned this reputation,
but it still stings.
Mo, you're alive!
Great moves, BTdubs.
Thanks! Mirage hooked us up with these sweet Exosuits.
Mine's got a battle-mode.
Mine's stuck in bumper car-mode.
If I had my cybersuit,
I would've totally saved the day.
Big talk. There was nothing to save us from.
Anyway, I can't believe you all found us!
It is so awesome to meet more cool, new Earth Friends.
Mo and Robby have told me so much about you.
Ah, y'know, except for what we look like.
Thank you for protecting my kids.
What is happening to Cybertron, Mirage?
Why is it in such peril?
Wow. Where do I begin?
It, uh-- Wow! I am low on Energon!
Um, I'll be back!
What about taking us to go get the Emberstone?!
Wait, what do you mean "get the Emberstone"?
Well, long story short,
Hot Rod betrayed us and stole our cyber-sleeves.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
I just miss how I always felt you and Thrash
and everyone else no matter how far apart we were.
And now I feel...
Alone.
Don't worry, I'll get our powers back.
Wait, where's everyone else?
Oh. Right. Team Thrash rescued Robby and Mo.
We'll be there to save your sorry butt soon.
Ow!
Got 'em right where we want 'em.
- Backup is coming! - We can do this, team.
I wouldn't be too sure about that.
* tense music playing *
Hot Rod, I demand to know what is going on.
If you have laid one hand on those children--
A pleasure to see you again, brother.
Liege Maximo?!
How...?
You are supposed to be offline.
You dwell on the past, as I have for eons.
But our reunion today concerns the future,
repairing the damage thou hast wrought.
After you and the other Primes
unjustly betrayed me,
entombed me in a lightless void,
and erased my existence from history?!
We had to stop you, by any means necessary.
One by one, I have tracked down and destroyed the Primes
and taken their Artifacts.
Like the Star Saber here,
which I collected from Prima himself!
To what end?
To take the Seat of Power we Primes deserved
as lords of the cosmos!
Ah. The same old evil plan, then.
No!
Now, I alone will create
an endless web of worlds.
We will use our power
to terraform living planets into pure Energon,
so we need never starve again.
And with your Matrix of Leadership,
we will command everyone in the universe!
That is not how the Matrix works.
Not for you... as you are weak!
The true power of the Matrix will be realized
after we take it from you now!
Optimus?
The privilege to conquer the universe?
To raise yourself above all other Sentient Beings?
That is not the Cybertronian way.
Even now, Optimus thinks of others.
Yep, it's hard to root against him.
It was he who blew up the Spacebridge
and the AllSpark with it.
He destroyed Cybertron's life force.
He doomed the planet and our people.
Come on, Liegio.
Didn't anyone ever teach you...
Not to play with your food?
Mirage!
- Not this 'Bot again! - Na-na-na-na-na-na!
Get him!
OP, over here!
Look out!
You cannot save me if you are not free!
No! I will not leave an Autobot behind!
Go!
* tense music playing *
Thrash is here to do some old-fashioned bacon-saving!
Yeah! Whoo!
See, sis? Told you I'd rescue you!
Look, we don't need to fight.
We just need to escape.
Twitch, you're off your game.
How 'bout you let me take this one?
Ugh!
Yeah, come on!
Where's Hot Rod?
Robby?!
I feared the worst when I saw Hot Rod with the Emberstone.
I'm okay, but where's the traitor?
Hot Rod, I could not help but notice
your stunning lack of participation
in the conflict outside.
Perhaps Mirage's stolen Energon should come out of your share.
For how else has Mirage been able to access our vault,
seemingly at will?
Breakdown!
- What are you doing?! - Surviving.
We need to get Optimus
away from here! Now!
I know someplace safe! And I can cover our exit!
Psych!
No, no, no!
Not again!
Mom! Dad!
Hashtag, record this!
I'm on a roll!
What's the matter? Tired?
Pretty cool, huh?
Uh, Thrash, I'm not recording.
Uh, what?
Woo-hoo!
Woo! Woo!
Let's go!
But we can't just leave
our family!
Sometimes the strategic choice
is difficult, Little Bird.
I got you, red.
Optimus?
Escaped.
Yeah, but we got these three!
"These three" do not matter!
Uh, ru-ude!
Silence!
Optimus can run
but he cannot escape my purpose.
He will witness my greatness.
Welcome to Mirage's Garage!
It's an old Decepticon base in the Wasteland,
which is perfect, 'cause the 'Cons never think to look
for the Renegade Alliance HQ here.
Y'all feel as lousy as I do?
Yeah. If I didn't know better, I'd say I was low on Energon.
But I fueled up before leaving Earth, just a few hours ago.
Actually, the Energon-Meter on my Exosuit's crashing too.
So's mine.
I might draw the conclusion
that Cybertron is dying,
and in its final gasps,
leaches Energon from everyone and everything.
Yep. Been that way ever since the AllSpark bit the dust.
It's why everyone's joined Team Liege.
Everyone?
Well, everyone
but the Renegade Alliance!
And you're leader of the Alliance, right?
From day one.
Liege Maximo? So not my Prime.
So where are the other Renegades?
Right here!
I'm Vice President!
I bring snacks!
I'm the janitor!
I'm new here!
I'm so bad,
I'm the Renegades' Renegade!
Wait. You're the whole Alliance?
There can be an Alliance of one!
We should focus on the issue at hand:
the Cybertronians are dangerously low on Energon.
It's okay! I know where to get more!
Or, um, I-I did.
Y'see, Hot Rod used to--
There must be Energon somewhere on this planet!
What about the old Energon Refinery?
Ah, yes! That's in ruins,
and any Energon there was looted long ago.
Perhaps we can get the Refinery up and running again.
Worth a try, kid!
But we Cybertronians are too drained to go.
That makes this a Terran mission
led by you, Little Bird.
I just charged, so I can guide you!
Right. Right. Stakes are high. Has to be done.
Has to be done?
And no one better to do it.
* tense music playing
If Liege is collecting all 13 Prime Artifacts,
then he will go to the Well of Sparks
and make use of the Enigma of Combination
with the Emberstone.
How do you know Liege's plan?
Because it was my plan before I became distracted.
Earth. The war.
Redemption.
Stuff happens.
We need to see if you're right.
We need to see right now.
But you're all so weak...
It's only a Recon Mission.
No engagement.
Agreed.
But you can't go.
I'm weakened, but I'll manage.
Manage to fall into Liege's hands again?
We can't risk him getting the Matrix.
You hang on until we return, brother.
Elita, Megatron, and I will roll on this one.
Elita, Megatron, and I. Period.
* suspenseful music playing *
They should know that anti-Energon barrier
- can't stop a Terran. - Or humans.
Do you think the three of you could take out all four guards
and free me without raising an alarm?
- Well... - Eh, no sweat!
'Cause, you know, I never sweat.
But if I did sweat, it would be no sweat.
If anyone's sweating, it's Twitch, am I right?
No one is taking sides, Thrash.
I can't believe I'm saying this,
but I'd give anything to cuddle up
and be Dad's Little Mozie again.
Or feel Thrash and know he's okay.
At least I made sure Robby didn't do anything too dumb.
Uh, Robby?
Yo, wait up!
I thought we agreed you were staying behind.
You agreed. I need to go where the Emberstone is.
This isn't a recovery mission.
And with your folks captured, I'm responsible for your safety.
At this point, he's probably safer with us
than being sent back across the Wasteland alone.
Fine.
But you follow orders from here on out.
Whatever you say!
Coast seems clear.
Duh. I told you.
There's nothing worthwhile here.
I'll be the judge of that.
Wheeljack, it appears the Sagonite Component
was intentionally detached from the works.
Unfortunately, I cannot see the connections
without first cracking the Component open.
Don't do that! It's vacuum-sealed.
I'll talk you through the refit.
Excellent. Proceed.
Whoa!
Leave my brother alone!
Uh, uh, who are you?
Curious minds want to know!
Psh. He's Scorponok.
I'm Scorponok!
Told you. Told you. Told you.
Told you. Told you.
I have work to do. Keep him busy.
That's terrifying, but okay!
Wheeljack and I are nearly done.
Just one last node to connect.
Do I use the green wire or the red?
Wheeljack? Which wire?
Wheeljack?!
Nightshade, Wheeljack passed out.
But-but I need him to complete the connection.
Sorry. You're on your own. But I have faith in you!
Faith? In me?
Without the necessary intel?
What if I choose incorrectly?
I'll destroy our last chance for Energon.
Green or red? Red or green?
Nightshade, you did it!
Green is the color of Quintus Prime,
so I chose green.
But there was no scientific basis for such a choice.
It was merely luck. Dumb luck.
It should not have worked.
But it did!
Then I claim it in the name of Liege Maximo!
But why?
You don't have to rely on him for Energon.
Liege Maximo is life!
Besides, he spent years trying to get this place running!
More likely, he sabotaged it.
To keep you all dependent on him.
Who are you to question our Liege?
For that matter, what are you?!
We're Terrans!
I have the patches!
Not for long!
Twitch, catch!
Got it! Let's go!
Hashtag, heads up!
Agh!
He's all yours, JB!
He's out cold. Winner...
and new heavyweight champion of the world,
Jawbreaker!
- Way to go, Dino Boy! - Yeah, alright!
- I want next! - Woo-hoo-hoo!
Uh, we need to leave.
Yikes, this sandstorm's doing nothing
for my polished facade!
But it'll cover our escape! Follow me!
* ominous music plays *
Nightshade, come in!
Twitch? Hashtag? JB? Mr. Mirage?
The sandstorm's disrupting comms.
Great. My Exosuit's totally drained,
Mr. Wheeljack is out, and you're fading.
If the Terrans aren't back with Energon soon...
Then all hope is lost.
Cybertron is so not what it's cracked up to be!
JB, I know you're scared, but it's gonna be all right!
How do you know I'm scared?! Is our connection back?!
Uh, no. I see it on your face.
Ugh. Or I did!
Now, I can barely see a thing!
Let's shelter 'til the storm breaks!
No! Megatron and the Autobots need us!
So we're gonna gut it out!
* dramatic music plays *
Wow, I haven't been here since the day I came online.
The Well of Sparks.
Your trust will be rewarded.
This sacred spring that gave us life
is where we will birth our new empire.
I knew it.
Shh!
The Primes were timid,
but the divine power of their instruments
belongs to us now.
The Enigma of Combination.
The Emberstone.
Our planet will become the throne
from which we will rule the cosmos.
My Liege!
A group of tiny Bots called Terrans
got the Energon Refinery working again.
But I roughed 'em up so bad
they ran straight into a sandstorm!
No way they'd survive that.
Not yet. I know it's hard,
but we have to wait for the right opportunity.
Mr. Optimus, you have to hold on.
You're back! Did you get the Energon?
Well, yes, but...
Wait! Where's Twitch?!
* tense music playing *
Not good. Definitely not good.
Wait, where's Robby?!
Robby, no!
In my darkest hour...
Quintus, give me power!
Come on, tin can, work!
Yes!
Begin the ascension!
What have I done?
I blew it. We...
We lost.
Robby, don't lose hope.
We can still win this fight.
No...
We have already won,
because I dare to do
what Optimus never had the courage to.
Show the universe our strength
and have all kneel before us.
All? Even Earth?
The universe in totality.
The Matrix of Leadership will sway them,
just as it once persuaded the Primes to follow Optimus.
That is not how the Matrix works.
Megatron, the Matrix made you change sides.
No. I made the decision to change.
Enough.
Where hides the Prime and the Matrix?
Did you honestly think we'd tell you where Optimus is?
The weakest of you will.
Ahh!
Robby!
Let him go, Liege!
Agh! Get out of my head!
There hides the coward.
Soundwave, see these Renegades to prison.
Hot Rod, hail the Crusaders.
Victory awaits us.
Twitch to Team Terran,
does anybody read me?
Hello? Anyone?
Thrash, I'd give anything
to feel you ignoring me right now.
Ahh!
Agh! Ahh!
I can't do this!
Oh... oh...
Okay...
Weird.
Twitch Malto...
Ahh!
* uneasy music playing *
Quintus Prime.
Where were you when I really needed you, huh?
When I was trying to be your Legacy of Hope!
I don't know if you've been paying attention lately.
I'm not the one you should be talking to.
Stop doing that!
And stop wasting your time on me.
Go talk to someone better... like Thrash.
The burden of destiny you feel is self-imposed.
My only want is for you and your siblings
to be yourselves.
That will always be good enough.
Yeah, well, being me isn't so great anymore.
And... I don't even know why.
It just--
It feels like everything I do is wrong,
and I can't even remember how I used to be.
You are not alone.
Lifeforms gifted with reason
eventually question themselves.
Those who never do are dangerous.
Twitch.
What makes any of us strong
is believing we can be.
Believing I can...
* hopeful music playing *
* tense music begins *
Can you stick around and help us?
Yeah, that's on brand.
Friends...
I fear my end has come.
Hashtag, do you have to record this?
Sorry, Mo.
But if I stop then it feels like our story is over
and it can't end like this because...
because it can't.
But I can try hiding the camera more.
We should all hide, like for real.
Twitch!
Thank you, Twitch.
You're welcome, but I have some really, really bad news...
Okay, which one of you dinks got the intel wrong?
I'm looking at you, Octopunch.
How's a guy with that many arms drop the ball so bad, eh?
Stop slowing down the new Empire already, ya sea-brain!
There will be no empire!
* action music plays *
Optimus! Stop rejecting Liege and help us save our people!
Don't be so naive, Hot Rod!
Together we can find another way!
United we can take down Liege Maximo!
Optimus, you left our people starving.
And Liege offered us a future.
It may not be the best path forward, but he was here.
Where were you?
- Hi. - Hey there.
Miss me?
Who ordered the Autobot sampler?
That's for being a liar!
And this is for being a traitor!
For the last time, kid, I don't want to hurt you!
Too late.
That was for my brother.
To be fair, Hot Rod told me
to pick you two up at the Spacebridge.
And he kept Liege's Energon vault unlocked for me.
Wait, what?
I told you, all I need are the Artifacts.
But every time you fight back,
you make it really hard to shield you from Liege--
Optimus is ours!
It's not too late to change sides.
* ominous music playing *
Optimus Prime.
You haven't the power to bring a conclusion
to our braided fates...
Only we do.
Now, shall we pluck the Matrix from your remains,
or will you surrender it to us with dignity?
Alright.
You win.
* suspenseful music plays *
My Liege?
The human-sized red one isn't here.
Hot Rod, bring the red Terran to us.
They have the Matrix.
I need Energon first.
We all do.
Finish the task
and you will have all the Energon you desire.
Survival requires loyalty.
* dramatic music plays *
Is survival all there is?
What are we surviving to do?
To serve you for eternity?
He says he's helping our people,
but he withholds Energon from us!
- Betrayer! - * tense music stingers *
Robby, are you okay?
I can't stop thinking about Mo and Twitch and everyone else.
I guess I never realized how good
we had it with our cyber-link.
Feeling everyone's energy always made me feel...
bigger.
So...
You're on babysitting duty, eh?
Aren't you a full-time Terran nanny--
Twitch!
Oh. It's you.
Yay!
I knew you would save us!
Are the others here too? Nice bling--
Wait, is that the Matrix of Leadership?!
Same, no, thanks, and yes.
But listen, Optimus is in serious trouble.
We need to go help him right now before--
Uhpupupup! I was already working on a plan to free my team.
I won't bore you with the details.
- Real team leader stuff. - Well, then, here.
In case you need to recharge your team.
Okay, I will.
Oh. Right.
Twitch?
Ahh. Thanks.
What's the fastest way out of this floating dumpster?
Wait.
We can't leave. Not yet.
It's the Matrix. I feel...
pain.
Someone's here and they need help.
- I-I can't just ignore it. - Upupup. Yeah.
Plus the last gut feeling Twitch had
led straight into an ambush so...
Okay, how about we split up
and you lead a team to go help Optimus?
See! You never listen to me--
Wait, what?
I'm sorry if it feels like I don't.
I'll work on that.
But why were you challenging me so much?
It felt like you were trying to replace me and it hurt.
Replace you?
I was just trying to help you.
And, yeah, I guess I got carried away.
I'm sorry. I'll work on that too.
But we all know you have a ton of responsibility
on your shoulders.
It's okay to let us help sometimes.
We just need you to believe in yourself
as much as we believe in you.
Are we good?
Yeah, we're good.
Prowl and I are going with you.
Okay, great.
Now let's burn rubber.
Little Bird.
It is good to see you being yourself again.
Thanks for not giving up on me.
Family never gives up on each other.
Let your vendetta end with me.
Release those innocent worlds.
* ominous music plays *
Hey, uh, Boss?
Maybe we go looking for Twitch and the Matrix now.
- Whaddaya say? - No.
It is clear to me the Terran will return to us,
so long as we hold her precious family.
Ah. The pain I feel is pulling me to this room.
It's so intense.
Someone is hurting here...
* hopeful music plays *
The AllSpark!
The life force of our planet and people...
It wasn't destroyed by Optimus?
Then why is our home in ruins?
And why do I feel like all the air
was just let out of my tires?
I think the AllSpark is draining everyone's Energon.
That's one of Liege's darts!
It's Prime poison!
Twitch!
I'll get that Dart out.
Breakdown, no.
We don't know what kind of damage that thing can do.
I don't want to lose you again, brother.
My vision... is fading.
* dramatic music plays *
- Robby! - Trust me!
* gentle music plays *
* music fades out *
Thus ends Optimus Prime.
* defeated music plays *
The AllSpark!
You said it was destroyed.
You were lying to us the whole time!
I did what is necessary for the sake of our future!
Eh, I prefer the way Megatron
and Starscream used to lie to us.
You will pay for your desertion!
It's over, Liege.
Unravel your web of worlds.
And give us the Artifacts.
Never!
Platoon Cyberstrike coming in hot!
Mom?!
* action music plays *
Autobots, roll out!
- Hi! - Hi!
- Hey!
Mo! You'll never believe it!
Twitch found the AllSpark and I saved it!
But only because I did it without my cyber-sleeve!
If I did have it, it probably would have killed me!
I was scared I couldn't be me without it.
But you were right the whole time.
You kind of always are.
I'm sorry for being a jerk. Forgive me?
It means a lot to hear you say that.
And I don't need a cyber-sleeve to know you mean it.
I lost count, but this is definitely a high score.
What? No hug?
Don't worry, I'll fix it in Post.
Um, how should we fix that?
Give me the Matrix!
The Blades of Time will turn you back into my loyal follower!
Look out!
Bumblebee!
Breakdown?!
Oh boy...
I've been told the old Megatron
would envy my Empire!
Megatron!
Megatron! Optimus! No!
* ominous music plays *
Give me the Matrix!
What's the plan, sis?
This isn't gonna make sense, but trust me.
Yes!
Now kneel before your Liege!
That's not how the Matrix works.
I said kneel!
For Optimus and Megatron!
* action music plays *
Twitch, there's something about his horns.
Your end is my beginning!
You destroyed my home and killed my best friend.
Your beginning ends with us.
Go for the horns!
* dramatic music plays *
* music fades out *
* gentle music plays *
My apologies. This belongs to you.
Nah, we're good.
Somebody else might need it one day.
Yeah. We have each other.
And that will always be enough.
Thank you, Megatron.
My brother.
We may not have to say goodbye.
Not yet.
* hopeful music playing *
* somber music playing *
And sometimes, standing up for what's right
has a terrible cost.
It's what brought Megatron into our family,
and it's how he leaves us now.
Goodbye, my friend.
We will bring you home to rest in peace.
We're sorry for your loss, Earth friends.
- And we thank you. - For restoring hope to us.
And our home.
I'll miss you most of all.
I'm not going anywhere, holo-brain!
You know, since Cybertron isn't so scary anymore,
I think I might stay.
Whoa. Not forever, guys.
Just to explore the land of my ancestors for a while.
But, anak, without your cyber-link,
how will we know you're okay, or if you're thirsty, or cold, or--
We'll figure out how to call every day
and send all the virtual hugs.
How about one real one, for my family memories?
- Not for the camera? - Nah.
Real life is in the moment, and I want all of this one.
What is this?
Megatron!
* hopeful music plays *
Optimus?
Follow me and I will lay my vengeance upon you!
* action music plays *
Now that's the Megatron I know.
The Blades of Time must've knocked back his mental clock
a few decades.
I feel I have lost my brother twice over.
I can bring Megatron back to himself.
I know I can.
I'll come with and help Bumblebee
find a more track-worthy Alt-Mode.
Hey. Don't judge a Bot by his Alt-Mode, pal.
Yep, still feels weird calling a Decepticon a friend.
Hey. Don't judge a friend by his badge.
Ooh! Well played.
You win this round.
Please, I win every round. You'll see.
You guys think you can handle Megatron
while JB and I hang back
and fix all the damage Liege caused?
I'll stay too.
Sorry for all the trouble, Skipper.
Though we will be worlds apart,
our legacy of hope shall forever bind us.
Okay, so who's ready to start the next adventure?
And get our Megatron back?
It might not be easy,
but I'll always bet on this family.
No cyber-link needed.
Mr. Optimus? Can we...
* upbeat music plays *
Malto-bots...
Roll Out!
**