(DISTANT SQUAWKING)
SKYBYTE: We, Decepticons,
with Autobots as allies,
blooming peace of spring.
(UNENTHUSIASTIC APPLAUSE)
Autobots and Decepticons,
we have begun a new era
in Cybertronian history.
We are here today to celebrate
the opening of Trypticon Plaza.
(CROWD CHEERING)
Trypticon Plaza is a new kind
of place,
one where both Autobots and
Decepticons can...
Can do their shopping in peace
at fair and just prices.
(DISAPPOINTED GROAN)
- Yeah, woo!
- (CROWD CHEERING)
- Well if you insist,
one more haiku!
And so we unite,
my ascendant poetry,
a beacon of hope--
Ugh! I'd give anything to stop
his babbling.
(LOUD RUMBLE)
(TENSE MUSIC)
(LOUD CRASH)
- No!
Astrotrain!
He has been gravely wounded!
- Go get Ratchet!
Astrotrain, what happened
to you?
He's coming... They're coming.
Who? The other Megatron?
(PAINED GROAN)
No...
(STRAINING)
Much...worse...
(DEFEATED GROAN)
(SINISTER MUSIC)
(POP ROCK INSTRUMENTAL)
♪ More than meets the eye ♪
- We every Decepticon mobilized
for the defense of Cybertron.
But what are we getting ready
for?
- Indeed. How can we prepare
when we do not understand what
thr*at we face?
- I agree with our former deadly
enemy!
My calculations show that an
unknown thr*at
from another dimension is almost
always in every case
very, very, very NOT GOOD!
- Laserbeak.
- Oh?
- Shut him up.
- Ahhhh!
- Not again!
- (SOFT CHUCKLE)
Leaders of Cybertron!
The Dinobots are here to help!
Slug ready to fight!
Snarl fight too!
Sludge make it okay!
- Wanna see Dinobots combine?!
- Eh...
Oh, my apologies everyone.
The young ones are eager to join
in the fight.
We appreciate their enthusiasm.
Yeah. But how about you take our
enthusiastic friends to...
somewhere else?
SLUDGE: No.
We stay! Protect you!
Out. Now!
- Come along.
- (DINOBOTS GROAN)
(OPTIMUS PRIME CLEARS THROAT)
Whatever the true nature
of this thr*at,
we must do everything we can
to keep it from reaching
Cybertron.
Then our first step is to raise
the planetary shields.
- Wheeljack.
- Got it!
- Skybyte!
- Raising the shield!
(CONFUSED NOISES)
I heard it's the Quintessons
again!
- Really?
- No!
I heard directly from Red
that it's the Ghost of
Starscream!
The Ghost of Starscream?!
- Wanna see Dinobots combine?!
- Agh!
(PANICKED YELPS)
Huh?
Oh! Uh, sorry to bother you!
(NERVOUS LAUGHTER)
We need that perimeter secured,
okay?
Get a move on! You're late!
I don't know where the extra
munitions are.
Get somebody on it! I just need
you to-- huh!
Would you like to see the
Dinobots combine?
My apologies, Hot Rod! I'll just
get them out of here.
Nah, it's fine.
Show me what you got.
Sludge say Dinobots combine!
Ha! Check out our sword!
Not bad. How good are
you in a fight?
Oh, we got moves!
Okay. But can you take the
heat?!
(IMPACT GRUNT)
Woah!
I guess you can take the heat
and you can give it right back!
Nice!
Decepticon and Autobot forces
are in position.
All we can do now is wait.
- Huh?
Something is breaking through
the shield!
Do what you can to restore
the shield.
Huh?
The other Megatron's
Decepticons!
What the scrap is this?!
Help him!
(EFFORT GRUNTS)
You deactivated them!
But they were restrained.
They no longer posed a thr*at
to you.
You don't understand.
They pose a thr*at to all of us!
Explain yourself.
Optimus, Cybertron is
under att*ck!
It's happening!
(EFFORT CRIES)
(FIGHTING NOISES)
Game over, man!
This reminds me of Polyhex
versus Iacon City.
I think the big mean one's going
down.
Uh... aren't they all the big
mean one?
Yep. Called it. Optimus,
something kinda weird's
going on.
I am aware, Hot Rod.
Cybertron is under att*ck from
points all over the planet.
Yeah. But the weird thing is
they aren't attacking us.
They're only attacking each
other.
Why are your people fighting one
another?
Unlike you, we have no choice.
Our programming dictates it.
Megatron built us to be
the "ultimate Decepticon
soldiers."
TARN: Mindless clones who lived
only to fight for Megatron.
(EVIL LAUGHTER)
But he didn't deserve us.
Megatron couldn't even protect
himself from Astrotrain.
And so we - Megatron's creation,
took vengeance on Astrotrain,
sending him back to the
Allspark!
And ever since, we have fought
a never-ending battle
to determine who will become
our new leader.
How foolish!
How can anyone triumph
when we're all exactly the same?
They don't even have names.
But I do. My name is Tarn.
I am not like them anymore.
You do not have to be.
You choose your own path.
If Tarn can change,
so can the rest.
We must stop their conflict.
They can stop it themselves.
- Let them destroy each other!
- Soundwave.
Shadowstriker.
No one knows the horrors of
unending conflict
more than we do.
Wheeljack, we need you.
Here you go!
My Force Shield Blaster!
You sure this is gonna work,
Wheeljack?
You bet!
These Gravity Modulators
will make 'em so heavy they'll
be too busy
kissing the ground to be
thinking about fighting.
And of course,
these Mega Magnitisers
will get 'em for sure.
- Sweet!
Hey, about me?
Sorry, Ruin! Go get 'em!
(IN UNISON) All right!
(FIGHTING NOISES)
Yeah!
(SMUG CHUCKLE)
All right!
I knew Wheeljack would do it.
Uh oh.
Huh?
- (DEFEATED GROANS)
- We didn't do it!
Aw, scrap!
There's no point to this.
Hmmm.
Well, we made some progress.
Now we know what doesn't work.
Now we try it
the Decepticon way.
Hmmm. Very well.
Decepticons.
Prepare to att*ck.
Soundwave, we're commencing
fire.
(FIGHTING NOISES)
- All right!
- Yeah!
Eh, what?
Our initial as*ault was
ineffective.
We are taking stronger measures!
- Decepticons, pull back!
They are impervious to all our
weapons.
- Then we have no way
to stop them.
- There has to be something
we can do!
- There is a way.
It's what brought me to
Cybertron.
We must find the Cortex Helm.
What is that?
An ancient artifact.
The Cortex Helm can rewrite
their programming
and eliminate their need for
dominance.
We could save my people.
I have heard of
the Cortex Helm
only as a legend.
- Hey!
Who do we know that knows about
legends?
(EERIE MUSIC)
Thunderhowl, we're here!
- Where are you?
- (GROWLING)
These invaders are extremely
annoying!
How may I serve you,
my liege Prime?
Thunderhowl, what can you tell
us about the Cortex Helm?
The Cortex Helm?
I have not heard tell of it for
many cycles.
It was an object of great power
possessed by my former liege,
Onyx Prime.
- Do you know where it is?
- We must have the Cortex Helm.
- Now.
- That is not possible.
My liege concealed it.
And I am sworn to keep it from
falling into the wrong hands!
OPTIMUS PRIME: Our need is
great.
And I can assure you,
Thunderhowl,
it will be used wisely.
Very well.
I trust in your wisdom.
Let us journey to
a most unusual place!
(PAINED GROAN)
Are we there yet?!
We will arrive forthwith.
How long is forthwith?!
Huh?
- Woah.
- We have arrived.
- You may land.
- Oh good.
I can't wait to get out of here!
Land on what?
There's nothing here!
So it would appear to anyone
but me
or my former liege Prime.
- Trust my word.
- Hmmm.
What is this?
(GASP)
- Agh!
- Ugh! Watch where you're going.
I can't!
There's nothing there!
I assure you we have arrived.
(HOWLING)
Okay...
Woah! Hmm...
Welcome to the Isle of Onyx
Prime!
Is this a trick?
Indeed it is.
- A most masterful one.
- Hmmm?
OPTIMUS PRIME: By the Primes!
Forward!
Oh man, this is amazing!
Onyx Prime created many such
hidden places
around Cybertron.
(GASPS)
Prepare yourselves.
For what?
For this!
(EFFORT CRIES)
- Woah!
- What?!
(SHOCKED GASPS)
Agh!
Well done.
(CHARGING CRY)
We proceed onward.
We must move quickly.
Hurry!
Come! The gap will only grow
greater.
Onyx Prime intended for any
intruders
to fall to their doom.
What we seek lies behind this
door.
Open it.
The door opens only for those
who bear the key.
And you alone have that key.
My liege Prime.
I understand.
(CHORAL CHANTING)
Hey!
- What?!
- (EVIL LAUGHTER)
- How dare you!
- Explain yourself, Tarn.
I think it's pretty clear.
The Cortex Helm is working even
now.
Reprogramming my brethren.
Removing their desire for
dominance.
And replacing it with obedience,
only to me.
Huh? Agh!
I am their new leader.
A leader that will finish what
Megatron cannot.
And now I will end the w*r with
the Autobots,
by eliminating every last one
of you!
What are you talking about?
The w*r is over!
(PAINED GROAN)
We wanted to help you and your
kind find peace.
And you have betrayed us.
I have not betrayed.
I have deceived.
Have you forgotten, Optimus?
That I am a Decepticon.
You used us.
Well done.
Hey, look!
- What's going on here?
- Don't know.
HOT ROD: They're not fighting
each other anymore.
I guess not fighting is good?
We did it!
- What we do?
- Not much!
That's... odd?
Yes, odd.
And I would also call it...
ominous.
Totally ominous.
What ominous?
It's like having a feeling
something bad will happen.
Sludge having ominous!
Watch out!
(PAINED GROAN)
Soundwave, Shadowstriker.
You now have an opportunity.
Understood?
Understood.
I thought so.
- We didn't sign up for this!
- Shhh!
Optimus, you'll be coming
with me.
Soundwave, you're with us.
Ugh!
Oh, and Shadowstriker?
You will eliminate these
Autobots.
Enjoy yourself.
Shadowstriker.
Don't do this.
Huh?
The Cube arena.
This won't do.
We need an audience.
Attention Cybertron!
I am Tarn.
Leader of all Decepticons.
Megatron rose to greatness
in an arena like this.
Fighting his way to the top.
Proving what his spark
was made of.
Just as I have done.
And now, Optimus,
I invite you to do the same.
Battle your way to the top.
And you'll earn the right to
challenge me!
I fight for many things.
But not for the sake of proving
something to you.
No, of course not.
This is a fight for your
survival!
- Huh?!
- What happened?!
(ANNOYED SIGH)
(CHARGING CRIES)
(EVIL LAUGHTER)
- Decepticons.
I bring good news!
The peace treaty between the
Autobots and Decepticons
is no more!
- Huh?
- (SHOCKED GASPS)
TARN: Once again,
we are at w*r with the Autobots!
Feel free to destroy them all.
In fact, I order you to do so.
- Hey, wait! What are you doing?
Orders are orders.
- That's gotta hurt.
You think he's gonna deactivate
Prime?
Heh. Now that I'd like to see.
Huh?
Check this out.
(IMPACT GROANS)
Nothing we do seems to stop
them!
Don't they ever get tired?!
(FIGHTING GRUNTS)
Grimlock no like big ugly
Decepticon!
We need to retreat!
No retreat-- agh!
Windblade's right, Snarl.
We need to get out of here!
Grimlock, let's roast 'em and
toast 'em!
(FIGHTING CRY)
Where are we going, Hot Rod?
The one place they're not.
Sending coordinates to all
Autobots.
We hold them off!
You go!
Dinobots, combine!
I got this.
Move aside.
Oh, I see how it is.
You're still holding onto that
grudge.
Typical Autobot.
Making assumptions.
If I wanted to take revenge on
you, Bumblebee,
I could have done it long before
this.
- Ha! Magnificent.
- I can't believe it.
Get out of here, now!
Huh?
- Go!
- Woah!
(FALLING CRY)
(TRIUMPHANT HOWL)
(IMPACT GROWL)
Well done, Optimus.
Soundwave, some applause
for the victor.
(LOUD APPLAUSE)
One down!
But so many more to go.
This is pointless, Tarn.
Eh, you might be right.
Two more!
(CHARGING CRIES)
(FIGHTING NOISES)
I said back off you creeps!
What are you three standing
around for?!
Help!
Clobber!
- We should help them!
- I'm staying out of it.
(EFFORT CRY)
I knew you'd come through!
Ha ha!
Hey, I got a message from
Hot Rod.
Everybody, follow me.
Uh, Wheeljack!
We gotta get going!
Just getting myself a souvenir.
(FIGHTING GRUNTS)
Optimus?
This cannot stand!
Jetfire will come to your
rescue!
Gah!
I gotcha!
Oh no!
My thanks, fellow flying
friend.
Oh oh, turn around!
You're still smoking.
Ah. Well done, Whirl.
Now you and I can go save
Optimus!
Not just us!
Hot Rod's got a plan.
We gotta go meet up.
Tarn, by using the Cortex Helm
to force these soldiers
to fight me,
you are no better than those
Megatron rose up against.
That's fine. Three more!
You have learned nothing from
Megatron's experience.
(ANNOYED SIGH)
How did you put up with his
pompous nonsense for so long?
Megatron wasn't much better.
(CHUCKLES)
No, he was not.
att*ck!
I let the Autobots escape.
Guess I failed your test, Tarn.
I was hoping you would prove me
wrong.
You-- not unlike myself,
have survived so much.
Pity you won't survive this.
Isn't it, Soundwave?
Agreed.
How easily you obey.
Like a good pet.
I do what is necessary.
I serve Tarn as I served
Shockwave before him.
Yes.
You were always one to bow down
to others.
You know what to do, Soundwave.
(FIGHTING GRUNTS)
Eliminate her!
Welcome to Valley of Repugnus.
This place the best!
Sludge like!
Decepticons will never find us
here.
Where's Hot Rod?
Hello friend Grimlock
and Grimlock friends.
Follow Repugnus.
Repugnus lead you to Hot Rod.
So exciting. Many tasty
visitors.
I don't have to tell you that
Tarn and his forces
have declared w*r on each and
every one of us.
We're outnumbered, out-gunned,
and out muscled.
Oh, maybe not!
Grimlock, Dinobots.
- Welcome!
- Hello, everyone.
Did you start the party
without us?
You're just in time, Grim.
We have to be realistic.
The Peace Treaty's off,
so we'll be fighting our way
through Tarn's army
and the Decepticons.
I have engaged in battle against
multitudes of vile creatures.
We can and we will prevail.
Optimus never cared about
the odds
when somebody's spark was in
danger.
Agh! We gotta save him!
Optimus led us through
impossible missions all the
time.
We succeeded because
we had a plan.
Exactly! We don't have to defeat
Tarn's army.
All we have to do is get me
to Tarn.
I'm gonna take the Cortex Helm
from him!
No Helm, no army!
(ENCOURAGING CHEERS)
- Hey everybody!
- AUTOBOT: Wheeljack!
Instead of fighting our way
through all those Super Soldiers
how about we take a shortcut?
Like this!
Over here now!
Surprise! A-ha!
We'll give them a taste of their
own teleporting tech.
Nice work, Wheeljack!
- Let's do this thing!
- (VICTORIOUS CHEERS)
I may have underestimated you,
Optimus.
Three more!
(FIGHTING GRUNTS)
Lift him up.
Optimus,
you are not strong enough.
You do not get to survive.
Cybertron...
will survive...
Hmm?
- (EFFORT NOISE)
- (IMPACT GRUNT)
(PAINED CRIES)
- Take this!
- And that!
Optimus, you're okay.
Crush them!
(CHARGING CRIES)
What is this?!
Hey Tarn! Thought we'd crash
your party.
So nice of you to drop in.
It saves me the trouble
of hunting you all down.
It is your survival that is now
in doubt, Tarn.
I always survive!
My forces are stronger,
more powerful.
And as if that's not enough,
you must also contend with them.
(SHOCKED GASPS)
Uh...
- Welcome to your annihilation,
Autobots.
Decepticons, att*ck.
Hmm?!
(TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Decepticons att*ck?
Who are you to tell us
what to do?
I've talked with my fellow
Decepticons,
and we all agree.
The treaty between us and the
Autobots stands.
Get off our planet, Tarn.
- (COLLECTIVE CHEERING)
- Yeah!
- I agree.
Betrayal, Soundwave?
- Deception.
I eliminated you in my
universe,
and I'll do it again, here.
(ANGRY GROWL)
I'll eliminate all of you!
(FALLING CRY, IMPACT GRUNT)
- I require assistance,
Combiner.
- Ha! You got it!
(EFFORT GRUNT)
(EFFORT ROAR)
Huh?
(FIGHTING CRY)
Destroy them all!
- Autobots!
- Optimus? If you'll allow me.
Autobots, beam out!
- Oh, I...
am not beaming...
Almost forgot.
Made this one for you.
- Excellent, Wheeljack.
- Wa-ha-ha-hoo!
(FIGHTING GRUNTS)
- For Cybertron!
Decepticons, att*ck!
(CHARGING CRIES)
(EFFORT CRY)
- Almost... got it...
(EFFORT GRUNTS)
(IMPACT GRUNTS)
- Oh no you don't,
you big identical bully.
- Get outta here!
- Thanks, not crew!
(CHARGING CRY)
(FIGHTING CRY)
Nicely done, Cosmos.
(COSMOS LAUGHING)
- Pick on someone your own size!
(IMPACT GRUNT)
(IMPACT CRIES)
(CHARGING CRY)
(EFFORT CRY)
(FIGHTING GRUNTS)
That'll show you!
(EFFORT GRUNTS)
Repugnus help Bumblebee!
Tasty! Tasty! Tasty!
Yeah... okay.
Enjoy yourselves!
(IMPACT CRIES)
Oh yeah!
- Oh, you're the greatest.
- Haha!
(EFFORT GRUNTS)
You're welcome.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(CHARGING CRY)
Take him!
(IMPACT GROANS)
(IMPACT GRUNT)
(FEROCIOUS CRY)
(IMPACT CRIES)
(IMPACT GROAN)
(IMPACT CRIES)
There's too many of 'em!
(EVIL CHUCKLE)
(PAINED GROANS)
Survival is the right of all
sentient beings.
If they're strong enough.
Windblade!
(EVIL CHUCKLING)
- (ENGINE REVVING)
- Huh?
(EFFORT CRIES)
You're gonna give me that Helm!
It's useless, Autobot.
You have lost!
(IMPACT GROAN)
You will pay for this.
You chose the wrong side,
Soundwave.
You think so?
Laserbeak, eject.
(EFFORT GROANS)
(WHIRRING)
(EFFORT CRY)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC RISES)
Soundwave superior.
Tarn...
most inferior.
(IMPACT CRY)
(MUSIC FADES OUT)
Huh?
(VARIOUS IMPACT GROANS)
Huh?
They... they stopped fighting.
But why?
Soundwave has altered our
programming.
He has set us free.
(PAINED GROAN)
Great job, Soundwave.
Soundwave?
(SHOCKED GASPS)
(GASPS)
(SAD CRY)
(SAD, EERIE MUSIC)
HOT ROD: Soundwave wouldn't want
to hear me saying
nice things about him, so,
one time Soundwave sound blasted
me so hard,
the flames came right off my
grill.
- (CROWD LAUGHS)
- And Clobber,
remember how Soundwave ordered
you to destroy me?
And you said yes!
- Yes!
- (CROWD LAUGHS)
Hey Windblade, remember when
Soundwave held you prisoner
and made you listen to that
awful dubstep compilation
for astrocycles?
What a jerk!
Soundwave was truly an evil
Decepticon.
But Soundwave turned out to be
more than that.
He became a friend to me.
And he was a hero to us all.
(CELEBRATORY SCREECH)
To Soundwave!
Now all are one.
(ALL IN UNISON): To Soundwave!
All are one!
All are one!
Everything okay?
- Hmm.
I am pleased to say that
everything is good, Bumblebee.
Yeah, it is good.
Isn't it?
We've been fighting so long.
I don't even know what I'm going
to do with myself.
WINDBLADE: Hm. Me either!
Chromie and I were just talking
about going back to Caminus for
a visit.
What about the rest of us?
- What's next for Cybertron,
Optimus?
- That is for each and every one
of you to decide.
I believe Cybertron is no longer
in need of a Prime.
- What do you mean?
- In defending each other,
and protecting our home,
you have all demonstrated
that you are well equipped
to lead.
What'll you do now, Optimus?
- I will enjoy myself.
I will enjoy a Cybertron that is
free and just for everyone.
When challenges arise,
I know you will solve them
together.
All of you.
Come on, Shadowstriker,
we gotta get in on this.
(DISGUSTED GRUNTS)
- Snarl want happy hug!
- Watch out, folks!
- Yeah!
- Here we come!
(HAPPY LAUGHTER)
(TRIUMPHANT MUSIC)
♪
04x02 - The Perfect Decepticon
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When Bumblebee begins to suffer amnesia, his partner, Windblade, comes to the rescue and begins the process of helping him repair his memory files, enabling him to rediscover his past adventures on Cybertron.
When Bumblebee begins to suffer amnesia, his partner, Windblade, comes to the rescue and begins the process of helping him repair his memory files, enabling him to rediscover his past adventures on Cybertron.