07x13 - Endgame Part III: Seeds of The Future

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Last time on Beast Wars,

The transwarp expl*si*n wavefront should be entering Cybertonian space now.

This is it!

We're going home!

After the Great w*r, a few Decepticons were granted amnesty.

Rumor has it that one was reprogrammed and rebuilt

as a Predacon!

Ravage!

Megatron is brilliant, but a rogue.

He causes too much trouble.

If Megatron is discovered still operating his own agenda,

In the name of the Pax Cybertronia

and the Predacon Alliance,

you are under arrest!

It appears someone dug this tunnel,

and then blasted it shut.

This give you any clue?

Megatron?

Permit me to introduce:

lieutenant Tarantulas of the Predacon Secret Police!

- The Maximals... - Have nothing.

They were expecting rescue.

I, on the other hand,

This is Megatron,

leader of the Decepticons.

Let us talk.

Oh yeah, we bad!

Well, howdy!

Shield won't take that for long!

Just so it's for long enough!

Get ready t' drop 'em a sec!

What are you doing!?

This mouse is goin' cat-hunting!

Knievel Mode!

Maximum scorch!

External autoguns online!

Aw right, now, ya stinky Decepticon piece o' cheese

let's see how ya stand up against th' stainless steel rat!

Shield power critical

Failure imminent.

Well, that's just dandy.

The Maximal's shields are down!

Tarantulas! All power to weapons!

All power to weap...

WHAA?

Yo, stringbutt!

Got a pair o' belly bombs here with yer name right on em!

Eat 'em an' weep!

Decepticons FOREVER!!!

Heaaaaaaaads uuuuuup!

No!

My hero.

Oh get down.

Well, there goes our ride home.

Guess it's over for now.

No chance.

Something turned that Decepticon against us.

And Megatron isn't headed back to base.

We've got to stop him.

Flight mode!

Rhinox.

Get on

Gotta move fast, Maximals

If Megatron's found what I think he's found

then this battle is only just beginning!

What are you looking at?

That star...

well, planet, really. It's...

Venus.

It reminds me of you.

Hot, poisonous and deadly?

You're sweet.

No, no wait!

That... That's not what I meant...

Stay with the group.

When Megatron lands we'll need all our fire-power

Where's he headed, Big Bot?

To the begining of everything, Cheetor.

And quite possibly...

the end.

Look! I think we're almost through.

Then... stand back!

Wait! We just...

Never mind.

What is it with guys and high expl*sives?

By the Matrix!

What is it?

That, bowser boy, is called...

The Ark!

I have heard only legends.

It's no legend, JoJo.

Eons before Maximals and Predacons even existed

Your ancestors, the Autobots,

launched this Ark containing their finest heroes.

It was att*cked by Decepticons

and crashed here, on Earth.

This area appears geologically unstable.

Hello! It's a volcano, bonebrain.

When it explodes in 1984,

our ancestors inside the ship will awaken

and start the Great w*r.

Then...

this is why Optimus was worried!

Its power must be immense!

Oh, yeah!

And it's all mine.

So what do we do?

Dig.

Teletraan-1 is still operating.

Shame.

Don't you have the access codes from the disk?

The disk was destroyed.

But YOU have the codes, don't you?

Yess.

You downloaded them from my backup datatrax,

before you destroyed them.

Well, what if I did?

They're MINE now, grapeface.

So what are you gonna do? sh**t me?

You still don't have the codes.

Oh, I was never planning on sh**ting you,

no.

I had a much more...

effective target in mind.

The codes, Blackarachnia.

Produce them at once.

Is this volcano active?

Right now I think we've got bigger problems.

Move it, bots! We've got an entrance to make!

Well?

Well what?

sh**t him if you want. He means nothing to me.

Of course, it's a waste of a*mo.

Of course.

Keep digging! We're almost there!

Sounds like the Maximals have arrived.

You'd better get out of here.

Perhaps.

But first, I think I will vaporize a possible menace.

Wait!

I'll do it.

Almost there!

But only becouse we have to get to cover anyway.

Stand aside!

Computer! Decrypt and transmit access code...

now!

Acknowledged.

Is it working?

It better!

NO! By Primus, NO!

The ARK!

Oh, brother,

we're in for it now.

Excellent.

Keep them busy, Blackarachnia, yes.

Where are YOU going?

I shall effect a more...

permanent solution.

We HAVE to get Megatron out of there!

Everything that is,

the existence of the entire Universe depends on it!

You got it, BigBot!

Oh man, that ship wasn't built,

it was poured!

Diecast construction.

It's a lost art.

Now I enter these hallowed halls a conquerer, yes.

Autobots and Decepticons,

still frozen in emergency stasis.

Awaiting the moment,

four million years hence,

when they will awaken to start the Great w*r.

The Great w*r.

Where the Autobots defeat the Decepticons.

And thus their descendents, the Maximals, rule we Predacons.

Archaic energon-guzzlers!

How dare they!

Unwilling though I was to follow my namesake's instructions,

it has all come down to this.

The ultimate risk

for the ultimate prize!

A day of reckoning with those who made us slaves!

Concentrate your fire on that fusion cannon!

If we can force a backblast...

We did it!

Let's move!

So we are now face-to-face,

Optimus Prime.

In one future you awake and become the great leader of the Autobots.

But time shall take a different track now.

Computer.

All available power to primary w*apon.

w*apon power to maximum.

We have to get inside!

It's jammed!

Oh, man, the power surge musta...

Hurry!

And now, Optimus Prime.

In memory of the Decepticons.

For the glory of the Predacons.

For the Cybertron that is rightfully ours

And mine to rule.

Come on, come on!

I unleash the storm of vengeance.

Farewell.

Nooo!

Time itself...

is all being destroyed!

Say goodbye to the Universe, Maximals!

The future has changed! Yess!

The Autobots lose!

Evil triumphs!

And YOU...

you! No longer EXIST!