03x01 - The Swamp

[bunniefuu]

This place is not
fit for a god.

Particularly not one carrying
the Matrix of Leadership...

and The Enigma of Combination.

Were I not doing this for you, I would
not demean myself in such a manner.

But now that Optimus
Prime has been chosen...

for him daring to bear
the title of a Prime...

this will all be worth it. Particularly
if either my minions or I locate...

the Requiem Blaster and
complete the ancient triumvirate.

It should be here.

Wouldn't you say this is the kind of
place the Primes would've hidden it?

To what do I owe the
pleasure of an invitation...

to the forge chamber
of Solus Prime?

Megatronus, you know you
need no invitation to visit me.

You flatter me, my love.
How may I be of service?

Thanks to you, we Primes no longer
need to fear Unicron's influence...

of chaos across the universe.

For now. But I merely
pulled the trigger.

The Requiem Blaster did the deed.

Surely it is your greatest
creation, Solus Prime.

Yes.

But in defeating Unicron,
it has served its purpose.

And I worry it is too powerful to
risk falling into the wrong hands.

I think it is best if we...

if I destroy it, Megatronus.

Destroy it?

Dear Solus, there is
no need to worry.

I just defeated the greatest
thr*at we've ever known.

The Requiem Blaster will
certainly be safe in my custody.

Your heroics are truly
appreciated, Megatronus.

Nevertheless, I would feel
better if I knew the Blaster...

was somewhere it
could cause no harm.

And I am telling you, it is
already in such a place.

Unless you feel I
cannot be trusted.

Damn it! Perhaps I gave my fellow
Primes more credit than they deserve...

and it simply isn't here.

What do you think?

But I need that accursed Blaster or
our reunion will never be possible.

Do not fear,
I am undaunted.

My acolytes are still on the hunt.
And I will search elsewhere.

And I will not rest!

Halt, Megatron.

As team leader of this
misbegotten venture...

I say we've spent too much
time searching this swamp.

We know Megatronus has
the Matrix and the Enigma.

But he wasn't wearing the
Requiem Blaster in Metroplex City.

It was given to him by
his lost love, Solus Prime.

So it stands to reason
he'd look for that next.

Does it stand to reason
that it would be here?

How do we know you're not
playing us, Megatron? Again.

My research led me to
believe this was the place.

Your research?

If by research, you mean the Book
of the Second Prophecies, Megatron...

I was functional when
those were written.

The finest minds in Cybertron
couldn't interpret them.

Are you sure about that?

This is ridiculous. We should be back
in Metroplex City with everyone else...

repairing the damage.

And seeing to Optimus
Prime's funeral.

And yet, you all
agreed to follow me.

Under my leadership.

Maybe not because I'll
need all the help...

I can get if we cross
paths with Megatronus...

but because you know Transformers
all over the universe are endangered...

if we don't find the
Blaster before he does!

And because you don't trust me
and want to keep an eye on me.

Or because you, Perceptor, feel
you owe Optimus some...

debt of responsibility.

How noble.

And don't think I've forgotten the
debt you owe me for helping defeat...

the mindless Combiners from
k*lling Fortress Maximus.

Beautiful.

k*ll!

We stomp!

Destroy!

Smash!

Kick!

Me Grimlock! That's Sludge,
Swoop, Snarl, and Slug!

Us Dinobots!

Yeah. It's me, Perceptor. We've known
each other for quite some time.

Yeah. Me Grimlock
remember you.

Me remember you like to
use too many words.

Stodgy-backed creatures!

You shall not
disrupt our sacred--

Take it easy, Victorion. Maybe
we can end this without v*olence.

Was peace for long time.

No Autobots fighting
Decepticons fighting Dinobots...

fighting Combiners
fighting Titans.

Skip ahead, would you?
We don't have a lot of time.

Now everything crazy everywhere.

Everyone scared. Everyone
think world ending.

Everyone fight everyone!

Me Grimlock know
about you, Megatron.

Me think this your fault.

Prepare yourself for a
shock because you're wrong.

I'm trying to save this
blown fuse of a planet!

Primus knows why. And if you'd
just open your heavy-lidded optics--

No! Megatron lies.
No more lies!

Megatron!

Him gone.
You next.

I could say something about
respecting your elders...

but I think it would
be lost on you.

Poke!

Hurt!

Poke!

Hurt!

Remove your claws from my
person, you evolutionary throwbacks!

Hurt!

Where's Megatron? We
could definitely use him!

I hope he's still functional.

And I hope I get
to keep my legs!

Enough! With one arm, I'm better
than a horde of these creatures!

You may have teeth...

but they're no
match for my wings!

Let this be at an end!

Me sleepy...

If you wouldn't mind, apply a few
less megapascals... at least to me.

Now will you listen for a minute?

No! Dinobots never listen
to friends of Megatron!

Now, we just get bigger!

Oh, scrud.

A Dino-Combiner.