SILVERBOLT: Oh no, if they get those weapons... (He leaves the thought to imagination.)

SIENT: First is to stop that ship, right? (The ship is jarred by a random laser shot that hits them just in front of the left wing.) Or maybe we should deal with them first. (He changes location as the other three join the first in targeting the lucky spot.)

TRIEX: Make it quick, we have to stop that fifth one! (Sient changes course, heading straight at the four destroyers.)

BORMON: (sitting at weapons control.) What should we use?

TRIEX: Scatter cannons, non-stop until the ships are destroyed. (Bormon prepares the firing computers.)

BORMON: Ready Sient, let's roll! (Sient, pulls a tape out of a pocket in his vest, and puts it in the player, suddenly Danger Zone blares through the ships hull.)

SIENT: Now that's what I'm talking about! (Silverbolt shakes his head and yells into Triex's ear over the blaring music.)

SILVERBOLT: My team will help search for the stowaways!

TRIEX: Sure. (Silverbolt, Blackarachnia and Airrazor leave the bridge.)

SPIKE: (Sitting at scanning controls.) We got a whole fleet of fighters, twelve cruisers, five destroyers and three flag ships coming out of transwarp at six o'clock!

TRIEX: Make this fast Sient! (Sient takes the ship into a spin as they pass between the four destroyers, at that instant Bormon deploys the scatter balls, the balls of shining energy float there for a moment, allowing the battleship to gain safe distance, the destroyers try to veer away but it is too late, the dozens of glowing orbs begin spinning and then shatter into thousands of lasers, ripping apart the destroyers. The battleship comes out from between them just before they explode filling the view port with flames.)

SIENT: Yeeeeeeeeehaaaaa! (They come out of the flames scorched but safe, except that the cloak has gone off, they head straight to the star base. Silverbolt's face comes up one the view screen he is standing in the room with the new transporter.)

SILVERBOLT: They're gone, I don't know how but they found the teleporter and transported themselves into the star base.

SPIKE: More bad news, the cloaking device is overheated, it should take about ten minutes to cool down, and the fifth destroyer has docked.

TRIEX: We've got a decision to make, do we try to dock again? Or, do we blow it up? Destroying the rest of the weapon prototypes.

SILVERBOLT: We have to destroy it, if we managed to stop the pirates they know where this base is and they'd search it.

TRIEX: I agree, Bormon, bring fusion cannon to maximum power.

BORMON: Eye-eye, (He shifts all available power to the fusion cannon.) Critical mass in forty seconds so we have to fire it before the core melts.

TRIEX: Good, fire at one.

SIENT: That's pretty dangerous are you su-

BORMON: Ten! Nine! Eight!

TRIEX: Punch it! (At six Bormon slams his hand down and a brilliant beam of

light passes from the battleship to the star base, ripping through it, the

destroyer starts to pull away just as it is engulfed by the massive

explosion. The flames are creeping closer to the battleship.)

TRIEX: Sient! Get us out of here! (Sient pushes the throttle almost to the breaking point.)

TEAM OMEGON: Aaaaaaaaaaah! (Their ship veers away with the massive shock-wave riding close behind, in front of them is the pirate fleet.)

TRIEX: Jump! Take us through transwarp back to the pirate's guild!

SIENT: What!

TRIEX: That shockwave is going to catch up and we have unfinished business there!

SIENT: Here we go! (He punches in the commands, the ship pauses for moment, a wave of fire and disrupted matter behind them, a deadly pirate fleet behind them, then, it rockets straight to the flag ship in the lead of the fleet. Inside the flag ship an officer walks up to Fish, who is standing facing the exploding star base and the oncoming battleship.)

OFFICER: (The tentacles hanging from his face tremble in panic.) Admiral Fish, We have to change course, that shockwave will destroy us!

FISH: You are overestimating their chances-

OFFICER: Look! (He points to the large view screen, in the center the battleship growing larger very fast.) They've initiated transwrap! They're going to hit us!

FISH: That's suicide! (He sees the ship traveling at an imaginable rate and dives to the deck, a thunderous crack sounds as the battleship disappears.)

OFFICER: They made the jump! We're alive! (He sees the shockwave, Fish lifts his head.)

FISH: Oh no. Hard to port! Hard to-(The shockwave engulfs their ship and the rest in the fleet. Above the pirate's planet a hole opens in space and the battleship shoots out of it. Sient collapses in his seat.)

SPIKE: Whoo-hoooo! (He pats Sient on the back.)You da man!

BORMON: That was incredible, impossible! (a celling panel drops to the floor and with it a small humanoid bat creature holding a blaster pistol, team Omegon is stunned from the sudden appearance.)

BATTY: All of you! Against the wall! Away from the console! (Team Omegon reluctantly raise their arms and walk away from the controls.)

TRIEX: How did you get here!? I mean, the computer said you teleported!

BATTY: (Snickering like a little kid.) Fish teleported, and I'm guessing that shockwave dealt with him. Impressive, very impressive, blowing up that star base and then succeeding in a compacted jump. All to no avail though, because in about ten minutes three ships, containing three planetary destruction devices will drop a small seemingly harmless black cube onto the three major Alliance planets, the emperor will then activate them and all our problems will be solved.

SIENT: You are one sick rodent buddy.

BATTY: I know, and I think I'll kill you first (he shifts the blaster pistols position to face Sient.) Good-night, Alliance scu-(The floor plate he is standing on is thrown up into the air by a transmetal ant's head, then a transmetal baboon jumps out of a dark corner and lands on top of the little cowering creature.)

B'BOOM: Don't you hate it when guests show up unannounced? (He slams a fist down on the little clawed paw holding the pistol and it slides along the floor, stopping at Spike's feet.)

BATTY: No matter, the Alliance is doomed and you can't stop it. (Triex's face becomes remorseful, he closes his eyes and hits the button on the intercom. Silverbolt's face comes up on the view screen.)

TRIEX: Silverbolt, we have to make a choice. (Silverbolt closes his eyes and his ears go down.)

SILVERBOLT: Do it. (He slams his fist on the view screen and Triex's face disappears. Blackarachnia walks up to him, Tigatron and Airrazor have already gone to the bridge.)

BLACKARACHNIA: Do what?

SILVERBOLT: (A long sigh escapes, he continues to speak as the camera goes outside of the battleship and shows the small black box, inside a ship-to-surface pod.) Back on the star base, the last upgrade wasn't what we said, it was a planetary devastator, a doomsday device, (The camera shows now the pirate ships dropping their black boxes in similar containers, then shows the pirate's council, shrouded in shadows you can't see their faces, but the one at the head of the table has the black box, acquired from the Maltese, sitting in front of him, his hands ready to flip the switch.) The pirates have their own, the detonator was the box we took from-(The camera flashes back to his face as a sudden looks of horror goes over him.) I killed him, Crynoth Bornon, he is still down there. (He looks at the teleporter, then takes the small personal teleporter out of a compartment in his forearm and connects it to his chest.) I've got to save him.

BLACKARACHNIA: No! Are you crazy!? It's too late! (Silverbolt steps onto the platform.)

SILVERBOLT: I will return. (He turns in the personal cloaking device and disappears. His voice emits softly to Blackarachnia.) Do it. (She walks up to the computer console, sets the coordinates of the brigg, and initiates the teleportation. She turns on the intercom which is only audio now.)

BLACKARACHNIA: Triex! Silverbolt went down to the planet's surface to save Crynoth, don't launch it yet.

TRIEX: What! It's too late, he can't make it back in time! There is only fifteen seconds left in the countdown! (Blackarachnia stands there in shock, realizing she has just sent Silverbolt to his grave. She turns off the intercom and sits down. Then over the radio Silverbolt's voice comes in.)

SILVERBOLT: Beam me up sweety! (Blackarachnia, in a pure instant response dives to the computer and enters the commands almost instantly before she even hits the ground. Silverbolt materializes along with the four-armed humanoid bird. Blackarachnia runs to Silverbolt, he holds her and gives her a passionate kiss. Triex's voice sounds over the intercom.)

TRIEX: We have to get out of here now! (In the dark room w ith the council members a red light in the middle of the table signals that the planetary devastators have been planted, the Emporer's finger approaches the activation button. In outer space the battleship is preparing to jump, in the bridge the count down reads two, one. The screen goes black. After a few moments it fades in again showing celebration on the surface of a familiar gray planet where thousands of blue humanoids are cheering and yelling in jubilation, on a landing pad the battleship has just opened its hatch, out from the hatchway walks team Omegon bringing the body guard and Batty in energy cuffs, Team Almatron walking proudly yet exhausted from the ship, and Crynoth, looking around still stunned at his rescue, Cormon walks up to them in royal robes followed by his advisors.)

CORMON: You saved us! You saved the alliance! And most of all, you saved billions of lives, you are heroes! (A massive cheer spreads over the crowd.) My people are eternally grateful, we are in your debt millions of times over, your request is our pleasure.

SILVERBOLT: All we want is directions to Cybertron. (Cormon's face goes from endless glee to remorse.)

CORMON: Follow me. (They all go through a door into a private room, including Crynoth, who doesn't know where else to go.) About Cybertron.

B'BOOM: What!? What the slag is the problem!?

CORMON: It doesn't exist, it does not exist anywhere in this galaxy.

SILVERBOLT: Impossible! I mean, how!?

BLACKARACHNIA: I know, that wormhole, it wasn't a wormhole, the orb changed it into a dimensional portal.

TIGATRON: You mean, Cybertron doesn't exist? (Crynoth speaks up.)

CRYNOTH: She is correct, a wormhole is given enough power can become a dimensional portal.

AIRRAZOR: We will never get back to Cybertron.

CRYNOTH: There might be a way, (Everyone turns to him in surprise.) the Maltese sanction has been meddling with dimensional physics, I'm not promising anything here but, we created a portal once but there was no way to aim where it opened and we lost a ship, possibly never to return again. We also owe you a deep debt, the pirate's guild has been increasing their assaults against us, and they would have definitely overpowered us.

SILVERBOLT: Do you mean what I think you mean? (Crynoth nods.)

CRYNOTH: We will prepare a ship suitable for you right away.

Scene goes to the docking bay of a star base where Cormon, Crynoth, Team Almatron and Team Omegon are standing next to a ship slightly larger than their battleship and shaped almost like the Axalon, a different Maltese is instructing them on the details.

MALTESE: Once you reach your destination, it will take roughly a week for the dimensional portal to recharge. That about sums it up. (Cormon turns to Silverbolt.)

CORMON: We will never forget you and your teammates. (Silverbolt turns to Triex.)

SILVERBOLT: What will you do next captain?

CORMON: That's admiral now. Triex, you and your team will report to headquarters at eleven hundred hours tomorrow for instructions. (Triex and team Omegon salute, Triex turns to Silverbolt.)

TRIEX: (shakes Silverbolt's hand firmly.) Good luck my friend. (Triex and his team walk away.)

B'BOOM: What are we waiting for? To Cybertron! (Team Omegon gets onto the ship followed by Crynoth, Inferno looks at him curiously.)

CRYNOTH: I got no family, no reason to stay here, I'm coming with you. (Inferno gives a half-smile and helps the Maltese into the ship.)

CORMON: Good luck! Hey! The ship needs a name! (Silverbolt, turns and looks to Cormon.)

SILVERBOLT: How about, the Voyager?

CORMON: Great, now get going! (Silverbolt closes the hatch and heads to the bridge, inside the bridge it is a half-circular room about the twice the size of the Axalon's, Crynoth is seated at navigation.)

CRYNOTH: Where to, captain?

SILVERBOLT: First star to the left, and straight on till morning. (Outside Triex, Bormon, Spike and Sient watch from the bridge of the battleship, now with the name 'Cybertron' painted on the side, as the Voyager disappears into a green and violet tie-die-like worm-hole.)

TRIEX: A new chapter begins.