02x01 - Aftermath and Rebirth

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Cybertron, a planet finally in peace
after millions of years of w*r.

The Council of Worlds, led by
Rodimus Prime, Starscream,

and Mistress of Flame, ushered in
a new era of hope and prosperity.

But peace was threatened as the
Combiners rose to battle each other...

causing planet-wide destruction.

To combat the brutal Combiner Wars,
the Council considered using...

The Enigma of Combination.

A mysterious and ancient artifact
that possesses the power to merge...

Transformers into massive robots.

After losing her friend to
the evil Combiner, Menasor...

Windblade plotted to
destroy the Enigma.

Help me. The Combiners
can't be controlled!

Optimus Prime returned from
exile to join Windblade...

and a reluctant ally, Megatron,
to confront the Council.

Hah, I'm in.

But they were too late.

We have to use the Enigma!

Starscream seized the opportunity
to use the Enigma...

for his own devious agenda.

Once in control of the artifact,
he transformed himself into...

the ultimate Combiner.

However, the unstable side effects of
the Enigma turned him into...

an uncontrollable monster.

Only when Windblade rediscovered her
connection to the Titan, Metroplex...

and former rivals teamed up,
Cybertron was saved from Armageddon.

Peace is briefly restored. But the
Transformers are about to discover...

that Starscream's actions were a part
of a far more dangerous thr*at.

The Titans have returned.

And now, the Age of
Starscream will truly...

What is this?
Is that...

Is that me?

No. No!
I can't be dead!

It is my time!
My spark can't leave now!

No!

Hey!

I'm gonna twist
your axle so hard...

You are welcomed to stay
with us, Optimus Prime.

Help us rebuild.

Thank you, Mistress, but I have
already overstayed my welcome.

We apologize for not
trusting you earlier.

We should've known
Starscream would never change.

And that his hunger for power
would lead us to this.

Starscream is dead now. Do not let
his actions weigh on your conscience.

Reconsider your departure.

Remain and take your rightful
place with us in the Council.

It is best if I do not.
My ways are the old ways...

for when we warred
with the Decepticons.

I must leave the rebuilding
of Cybertron to you...

as I promised I would.

Consider another for the Council.
I have long believed Perceptor would--

Perceptor? He is no
fighter. No leader.

Optimus Prime, do
not leave us now.

You're peeling out?
How can you?

Windblade.

But we're a team.

You are already part of a team.

- Huh?
- Huh?

As a Cityspeaker, your partnership with
a Titan makes you a formidable force.

Yeah, well, nice working with you.

She is young.
She will... learn.

Yes. And that is
a good thing.

We see your mind
will not be changed.

I will go to the Primal Basilica
and will pray to the original ...

to guide and watch
over you, my friend.

Farewell, Mistress of Flame.

Thanks, Stormclash.
All clear!

I am carrying the
Matrix of Leadership.

The bearer of the
Matrix of Leadership...

seeks the wise counsel
of his fellow Primes.

Divine wisdom of your predecessors
welcomes you, Rodimus Prime.

How may we
be of service?

I need a favor.

I thought I had the strength
to carry the Matrix of Leadership...

but I don't feel
I'm worthy.

Explain.

I used poor judgment.
My ego got in the way...

forget the simple thr*at
Starscream posed.

I must give back the
Matrix of Leadership.

The Matrix is a symbol of
worthiness, not infallibility.

You have performed
your duties admirably.

Let your self-doubt pass.

I appreciate your confidence, but
better the Matrix goes to someone...

who wants it. I just wanna
go back to who I was.

Maybe with additional upgrades?

Thank you.

Put me back in
my body this instant!

I'm only million years
old, I'm too young to be dead!

Do you hear me?
You cursed gods!

What is this?

Ah, you did hear me.
You're returning me to my...

Oh, merciful ones, I take back
everything I said about you!

Oh, thank you!
Thank you!

No...

That's not my body.

Excuse me, we need
to turn back around.

I said that's not...

Wait... What's...
What's happening?

No...!

It is done.

Farewell, Rodimus
who was once Prime.

The name's Hot Rod.

Perceptor, is that you?

Why are you scoping
out Starscream?

- He's fascinating.
- He's dead.

Oh yes, that's true. But the
compositon of his hull...

There's something very different.

I wonder if the Enigma of Combination
somehow permanently altered...

his molecular structure.

I have to take a sample.
This demands further analysis.

Gee, sounds like a party.
Have fun with that.

I don't understand
Perceptor. He's so...

What's that? Did
you say something?

Weird. I could've sworn I heard...