Spike, Agent Connors and two well-armed soldiers slowly make they're way through the opening made for them, the large door of the ship was thick and hard to penetrate.  Thanks to Spike's advice, they managed to create a big enough hole for them to squeeze into; all of them are wearing white coveralls that are self contained, airtight pressure suits.  The suits look more like lightweight space costumes astronauts wear to survive.  The slow breathing sounds of each man can be heard as they step in, a steady pace of their taking in air and exhaling as they make they're way in.  As all four men gather inside, they turn on their separate flashlights that are rather powerful enough to shine through the darkest corridor.  Looking around they see just how big it is inside the ship.

" Hoooly Crap!  The people must be massive to walk around in here! ", Spike observes loudly while flashing his light down the long dark corridor.

As Agent Connors enters in he spots Spike and the other soldiers gawking at the never-ending passage, " Ok cut the chatter!  We're here to do a job.  Spike, let private Gortez and Millar take point front, we don't know what we could be dealing with in here. "

The two soldiers snap out of their amazement and nod to the Agent, they quickly move ahead of everyone and walk down the corridor with their guns pointed and flashlights peering into the darkness in front.  Spike and Connors stay closely behind as they follow the men, Spike continues to look around and spots scorch marks all along the walls.  He taps the Agent on the shoulder and points to the burn marks for the man to see.

" Look at that...it looks like there was a lot of activity in here huh? "

The Agent just looks at it with a deadpan gaze, " Weapons fire no doubt.  These aliens might have been fighting to survive or escape.  Probably lost their marbles from the heat.... trying to kill each other. "

" Huh...that’s thinking positive for ya?  How can you be so sure that’s what happened in here? "

Connors just smirks, " Doesn't take much to go nuts kid, that’s why our history is full of brutal savagery. Heat, cold, just slurping your coffee the wrong way...People go nuts for various reasons. "

Spike rolls his eyes at the man, " Oh your just a joy you are. "

The soldiers ahead stop dead in their tracks and yell to Connors behind them, " Sir! We've found something blocking the way! "

The Agent points his light ahead of them and sees the massive object blocking the hallway, " Metal? Looks like.... a.... a leg or something. "

They all point their lights at the object and discover that it is indeed a leg.  A blue and sliver colored leg that seems to arch like a knee, as they walk around they discover an arm to match, a wide torso and then they see the head.  Studying it carefully, Connors sees that it has only one uniformed yellow eye and where a mouth and nose should be there is only a manifold mouth guard covering it.  This robot once was called Soundwave, but to them it's their first nameless discovery.  Spike is in awe of the sheer size of the mechanical man, he watches the Agent touch the face of the being and suddenly backing off just to be cautious. 

" It's dead.  Whatever it is. "

" Its a giant robot ", Spike points out to him.

" A dead robot then. ", the man snips back at the young kid.

The two soldiers lower their weapons and look at the symbol on the chest plate of the robot.  They notice how it's not the same as the one on the door, making them wonder what it all means. Tapping the body with their gun tips, they giggle and turn to show the Agent the symbol they've discovered.

" Take a look at this, Sir. Another symbol...only this is different in design. ", The first solder says.

The second soldier leans on the dead robot, " Yeah...and that one on the door was in red, this one has a purple color to it.  What do you think?  Words for ' Exit ' and  ' Robot '? "

Connors shakes his head in disagreement, " I sincerely doubt that’s what it means.  Chances are we won't know what it truly means seeing how we know nothing of their language...written or otherwise.  Let's keep going until we get to the end, we'll turn back the minute our oxygen runs low. "

The four of them continue to walk down the tunnel, the soldiers in front again as Spike and Connors follow up behind.  As they continue to walk down the large corridor, they soon pass by more of these huge robots.  Some look larger, some look about almost human height, all different in design and with two of the opposite symbols on their persons.  The hallway is littered with these robot people; Spike is amazed at how many there are.  Connors doesn't get distracted for a minute, he pushes them all on as the reach the end of the corridor.  Spike can't help but get a bad feeling about all of what he sees, the scorch marks on the walls are also all over some of these being's bodies.  Looking into the soulless eyes of the dead creatures makes him gulp with fright, what could have happened to all of them he wonders to himself.   Madness?  An explosion?  But looking at the weapons clutched in their hands, Spike figures it must have been a massive battle.  These bulky machines look designed for combat, they have large weapons and even a looked damaged from previous skirmishes.  A ghost ship of robotic warriors long since deactivated, a chilling reminder to him that even in other worlds, war has its price.  A sudden shriek of " Ah ha! " from Connors makes them all look at his light shining ahead, they had reached the end of the corridor and a pair of doors faced them.  The doors where slightly open, thanks to one of the robots head sticking through it on the floor.  The doors came from either side and looked stuck from the head getting in the way.  This time Connors lead the way in, crawling over the robot's black helmeted head.  Sideswipe it was once called, obviously shot down and frozen in time as he blocked the doors to the bridge.

As they entered, the soldiers and Spike saw the room was massive, more robots lay all over the place and with looks of shock on their faces.  Where Megatron once blasted out the top of the bridge room, a large rocky column now sticks down, lava hardened into rock has sealed the room airtight.  Walking into the very large room, Connors is breath taken from the massive size of the computer tables.

" Look at that...we can't even reach it!  Amazing...a race of machines that use machines to guide them.  This is going to be one hell of an operation for us. "

Spike and the others walk around, looking at the robots frozen in time and powerless.  That’s when Spike flashes the light over his shoulder and sees the slivery evil face of Megatron, still scowling away and sitting propped up against the wall.  The sight of the spooky gaze makes the kid scream in horror, he trips and falls causing his light to fling through the air and land someplace else.  Connors and the soldier run up and see what his panic was about.

" Hey kid you ok?! ", the one soldier asks him.

"I...I was just...it scared me for a second that’s all. "

Connors looks up at the silvery giant, " Uhg.... Monstrous looking isn't he?  Ok Spike, get on your feet and try to watch where you’re stepping.  I don't want to carry your heavy butt back with me ok? "

Spike just gets up and dusts himself off, " Sure thing.  Oh man...I dropped my light. "

Connors pats him on the back, " Come on...I'll help ya look for it. "

The two search around with the one remaining light source in Connor's hand, and as they spot the beaming light in the darkness they walk up to it and see that it is pointing upwards on one of the robot's lap.  Like a heavenly signal of epic proportions, the light is fixed on the head of Optimus Prime.  The massive Autobot leader sits in his command chair as the light shines on him, the force of the crash must have thrusted him back hard, so hard that it managed to land him into his chair in a sitting position.  Spike can't help but be impressed with the way the robot looks, massive in size he was, but something about they way the robot's head was poised made him look almost noble.  Connors climbed up on top of the motionless robot and reached up for the light, he too noticed how it made the robot look rather important and rather dramatic.  It was a passing thought to him, who knows what these machines were, perhaps the lighting on them does no real justice at all.

" Wow", Spike says still looking upon the Autobot leader, " He's awesome!  Much more easy to look at then that silver giant over there.  Do you think he could be the leader of them all? "

Connors grabs the light and jumps back down, " Who knows.... who cares.  Whatever they were they've long since passed, doesn't really matter who's who anymore. "

Spike grabs the flashlight from the man's hand, " I guess not, but...I'd still like to know what happened on this ship.  I mean...it looks to me as if there are two sides here, one group of robots have that purple emblem, and the other have that red one.  Maybe they had mutiny or something..."

Connors just laughed at the boy's wild theories, " yeah...right.  That's what happened.  Come on kid, there are a million different scenarios you could come up with and you still wouldn't know what happened really.  Look...you've seen the place, your happy now...the workers will be happy now...we're all happy now!  Got it?  Now step aside, don't touch anything and let me get to work. "

Spike nods and walks away from the Agent who zips open one of the pocket flaps on his breathing suit, taking out a small digital camera, he takes pictures of the various robots and inside control room.  The other two soldiers wander around aimlessly and look at the other various robots littered all over the room.  Many of the robots have lost limbs; some have had their heads blown off, probably from either the battle or impact of the crash.  Spike takes his flashlight and walks over to the main computer.  Staring at the sheer size of the thing, he wonders if he can climb up on top of it to look at the controls.  Placing the light on the ground, he begins to reach up and place his hands in open slots along the computer.  He begins to pick himself up as he makes a stead climb upward, straining himself and grunting as he continues, he tires to find a foot place so he doesn't slip back now.  His left foot searches desperately for a place to set down, but as he finally locates a ledge to place it onto, the ledge begins to move.  Unknown to him, he's stepped on a large switch that is slowly descending as his weight forces it downward.  As the thing finally drops down completely, Spike lets out a worried scream as he falls to the floor.  As he tries to deal with the pain, a large whooshing noise fills the room, everyone stops to hear it but soon the noise dies down.  The two soldiers and Connors come running over to see what happened.

" Spike!!  You ok?! ", The first soldier says.

" Damn Kid...what the hell did you do now? ", the second soldier blurts out.

Connors comes running over and beams the light at the large switch Spike accidentally activated, he studies the lever carefully and then quickly turns to the fallen young man to chew him out again.

" That's it!!  I want you out of here kid!  I told you not to touch anything..."

Spike rises to his feet and holds his sore butt that he fell on, " I...I was only climbing up to have a better view.  I'm sorry. "

"Sorry?! ", Connors says in a freaked out tone, " You're Sorry?!  Shit kid...you might have killed us all with your stupidity!  That switch could have activated the self-destruct, electrified the room, pressurized the whole ship.... or god knows what else!! "

" Chill out guy, it was a mistake ok?  See nothing happened. It was probably just a vent opening up. ", Spike says to the screaming Agent.

Connors was unimpressed by this kid's actions, it was bad enough he allowed this boy to come in with him, but now the young man is disturbing the site with his stupidity.  The Agent paced around to calm down; once he was focused again he walked up to the three men again. 

" As of right now...You're hereby off limits to this vessel.  If you step inside again, or divulge any knowledge of what was seen in here...I will have you sent to a federal prison where you will never see the light of day again!  You got that?  Private Gortez, please remove Mr. Witwicky from this ship immediately."

Spike scowls at the Agent, " Wait!! All because of one stupid mistake?  That's not fair! "

Gortez puts his hand firmly on the young boy's shoulder and Connors looks at Spike dead on, " One mistake is all it takes Spike, fair or not...I can't have stupidity in a situation like this.  Take him out of here. "

Spike quickly swats off the soldier's hand on his shoulder, an angry look at the government agent is all that he gives, without any more fuss Spike and the soldier walk out of the room.  Connors breathes a sigh of relief and looks around the room to see if anything did happen from Spike's mistake.  Silence is all that can be heard, so he takes it as a sign that no harm was done.  Looking back at the remaining soldier, Connor's picks up the flashlight Spike left behind and gives it to him.

" Here...you and I will head on out too.  We'll come back tomorrow morning and finish the search; in the meantime I want you and Gortez on guard duty tonight.  I don't want that punk back in here at all...no one it is to enter without permission from me first.  You got that? "

The soldier salutes, " Yes sir. "

The two remaining men walk out of the room and head for the outside, a few seconds after they leave a strange beeping can be heard from the ship's computer console.  One of the buttons begins to flash on the computer and soon the large display screen boots up with static on it.  Too far down the hallway to hear it, the soldier and Agent Connors continue down the dark corridor as they reach for the main outer doors.  The computer continues to switch on, as many lights and buttons activate lighting the room up as much as it can.  On the large viewer, cracked like a pane of glass, a massive red Autobot icon comes on and scrolls command codes all over in front of it.   A booming voice now comes out of the awakening computer, a bit muffled at first, but soon becomes clear as it states out it's function.

"Tel...Tela...Telatran One, Online.  Beginning diagnostic...Error...Error....Malfunction....Re-routing to secondary systems.  Systems now activated, beginning inner vessel scan...."

The ship soon opens a large panel above and out of the top comes a massive device that sends out a large laser that fills the entire room.  It does a couple of sweeps and then retracts back into the top with the panel covering it again.

" Scan complete.... Unable to identify Autobot Leader...Error.... Secondary systems are damaged.  Emergency reconstruction protocol activated.... Search and Repair priority one.  Activating reconfiguration laser...search for target..."

Another large panel opens up from above and a massive laser beam device unfolds and searches the room, it soon detects Megatron laying against the wall and points it's beam of light at him.

" Target acquired...scanning...transformation cog damaged, new design required.  Orbiting alien satellite detected, linking computer to satellite...begin search and download. "

High above the Earth, one of many man made satellites hangs in space, soon it becomes overwhelmed with a strange signal sent from Telatran One, the squibbling and hissing of it's beaming messages causes it aim at others orbiting around the Earth as well. Almost in a spinning web of telecommunication, the signals all link up with one another and spread across the Earth, every computer, every digital system and every database on the planet is instantaneously downloaded and quickly sent back to Telatran One.  The mass download causes confusion in every country and every owner of such a device, as if the technology has gone mad the flood of unexplained chaos.  The Autobot supercomputer meanwhile, places all of the human information into its memory core and instantly selects the mode of disguise Megatron is to become as it scans the incoming data.  The laser poised above him shoots, enveloping him in a glow of a faint blue as it transforms his body to the specifications.  Molecular nanotech technology is widely used by Cybertronians, it gives them the ability to copy and change their shapes in order to make their transformations possible.  It also gives them the ability to shrink their mass to a certain degree.  If they are to become in disguise and need to almost look like the similar object they are trying to mimic, molecular nanites help to reconstruct their density to help in this process.  As quickly as they can transform so too can the nanites rebuild them to their true size when going back into robotic form.  An almost symbiosis happens because of this, since they have been developing this for millions of years, it's almost instinctive for nanites to instantly react to the Cybertronian's reactions.  That being said, Telatran One has found the perfect technical object for Megatron's new form.  The cog inside of him reconfigures and the nanites re-form his body into the new look.  A reboot to his system gives him life again, now laying on the ground as a modern day sliver polished berretta eight millimeter gun, specially mounted with a laser eye piece and silencer attached.  The sound of him moaning and transforming back into his robot form reveals his resizing back to his proper height.  Megatron stretches out his arms and arches his back like an animal coming out of its hibernation.  Telatran One stops the laser and lets it sit there waiting for the next instruction.

" Target rebuilt.... awaiting next target.... please instruct...."

Megatron's eyes glow a bright red as he stands there, “ Uhhh…. I…. I live! “

Looking around he sees the devastated ship, Autobots and Decepticons all laying in their deactivated states,  “ So Optimus…it seems that fate has awarded me a second chance.  Now with all of your Autobots gone…I can at last finally rule Cybertron forever!  With the help of Telatran One, I shall rebuild my Decepticons; the time for our empire is here at long last!! “

The leader continues to laugh in an evil tone, the realization that Optimus Prime and the Autobots attempt to kill him had failed made him laugh with joy.  Telatran One continued to ask for a new transformer to rebuild as it awaited instructions from the revived robot.