Scene goes to the CEC's central office that night, a place that doesn't exist outside of the ones who know of it, Sektor is standing in front of a group of about fifteen agents, and other various personnel, all sitting in chairs.

SEKTOR: I have gathered you all here to tell you of an imminent future, one we all knew would happen eventually. (He is silent for a moment, then smiles to himself.) We have done a lot of good, the CEC has helped to stop so many terrorist attacks, invasions, and so on. But we did that without anyone knowing we existed, and that couldn't last forever. Our name, CEC, Cybertron Elite Corps, stands for the highly trained members and staff who serve to protect Cybertron from both inside and outside threats. (He seems choked up over something.) But that is not what I brought you here for, as I said this end could not be avoided, it can't be stopped. (The people in the room are either looking at the floor or holding their eyes closed deep in thought.) We have been discovered, someone has leaked information to the PSP, the Predacon Secret Police, some of theirs are better trained than we can ever hope to be, and they outnumber us ten to one. They have found out about agents before, and those agents were mercilessly done away with. Now they know all about us, they will erase us from existence, there is nothing we can do. (One of the youngest agents in the front row stands up.)

KASAK: But we can give'm one slaggin' pit of a fight though! (The rest of the ones in the room stand up and yell.)

SEKTOR: And so we will! I would just like to close in saying it has been a pleasure to work with you and I wouldn't want go down with anyone else. (An alarm sounds, the head of security looks at his wrist computer.)

HOS: They're here!

SEKTOR: Now, would rather go down on your knees cowering, or sending them screaming to the pit!? (The Maximals cheer and draw their weapons.) This is for all of our agents lost! (The door in the back of the room is blown off its hinges, a black and white form steps in, the camera pans around up to his face, a black panther-like head, in an instant two red dots appear on Sektor's chest and he goes down, more Predacons pour in behind Ravage, the laser-fire exchange is incredible, one Predacon falls, four Maximals go down, Kasak heads full sprint at Ravage, firing his weapon, Ravage leans to the side, the shots miss, he catches the young agent in the throat with a swift kick, even before he hits the ground Kasak is lit up by several Preds, he hits the ground off-line.)

RAVAGE: A brave attempt, yet futile in contrast. (Sektor comes up from behind his pedestal with a rocket launcher in each arm.)

SEKTOR: Take it to the pit Decepticon scum! (He fires both of them at Ravage, the rockets fly, the camera shows in slow motion as Ravage dives under the rockets, they go out of the door and explode in the hallway, Sektor is down even before the rockets are done exploding, Ravage gets up and shakes his head.)

RAVAGE: Men! Finish them off! Make sure that this place never existed! (Five Predacons step up, in their arms are incineration guns, they go around and begin flash-incinerating the fallen Maximals at close range.)

Scene goes to early the next morning. Razor is heading down the underground corridor that leads to the CEC installation, he opens the door.

RAZOR: What! (In front of him, where the underground base once was, is a charred open cave, as if someone had completely removed even the walls and floors, he steps down into the open space.) Wha-wha-wha... (A vision comes over him, he sees several white blobs ahead of him, then it's gone.) Oh-oh slag! (Five Predacon agents pour out of one of the open hallways. Razor runs back into the corridor and runs, the Predacons begin firing and the shots explode around him. He drops through a hole as a missile explodes where he was standing, he begins running again.) So much for informing Sektor. (He suddenly remembers something, the chip Sektor gave him.) He knew! (He takes it out and plugs it into the projector in his wrist gauntlet, Sektor's face projects on the wall.)

SEKTOR: I must be dead now, the only way this chip would work is if my spark is extinguished-

RAZOR: Hah! Never did trust me.

SEKTOR: I will be brief, I am making this recording because I know the PSP has found us out. I sent you on the mission in hopes that you would survive the assault, I also destroyed all traces of your existence. You, my friend, are not the only one who can commune with the Matrix, and I know, that you must do everything in your power to see that the Axalon succeeds. There is a greater purpose for that mission, as well as you. Now, goodbye, my friend.

(The message ends.)

RAZOR: I was just coming to tell you I know that they're infiltrating the Axalon during loading of the stasis pods, but, I guess goodbye will have to be enough for now- (A shot explodes very close to him, he runs down the corridor, going deeper, the Predacons scatter down different tunnels, they chase razor deeper and deeper, the camera switches between him and the Predacons, he comes to a five way crossroads, a Predacon appears in the opening of each door, they waste no time in taking aim, they fire, Razor closes his eyes, nothing happens, he opens and is startled to see that he is standing outside of a launch port.) Whoa. (He goes into the launch port dome, inside is the Axalon, on top of a launch platform, there are several bots finishing loading the stasis pods.) I couldn't have arrived at a better time. (The Maximals finish loading, Razor backs into the shadows as the Maximals leave.)

MAXIMAL: (He checks a clock on the wall.) Just in time, Optimus's crew will be here shortly. (They leave. Razor quickly goes into the pod bay there is layer after layer of pod shelves.)

RAZOR: So, what do I have go through them one by one? (He begins walking from pod to pod, going through their internal scanners. Out in the main section two Predacons sneak out of the shadows and into the pod bay, Razor ducks out of sight.)

PRED1: Stupid Maxies! This is way too easy!

PRED2: Shut up! We still have to switch with the protoforms.

PRED1: I still don't understand why we can't just release X.

PRED2: In the middle of a Maximal space port you idiot!? (He roughly pulls a stasis pod from its wrack, he begins working on the little computer.) We have to release him after the ship's left orbit, and the scanners will pick us up unless we're in the pods.

(Razor whispers to himself.)

RAZOR: They haven't even placed their moles yet. (He moves. The second Predacon gets the pod open. Razor pulls his gun out but thinks twice because of all the protoforms, he moves to where there is one shelf row of pods between him and the Preds.)

PRED2: Now we have to dispose of this spark. (He puts the muzzle of his blaster practically in the spark, Razor kicks a pod on the wrack, it slides out and crushes the second Predacon's head between itself and the other shelf wall, he falls over the pod.)

PRED1: What the slag!? (He pushes the pod back into its shelf and lifts his buddie off the open pod.) Alright, who's in here!? (He draws his gun and picks up the second Pred's. Razor is running through the shelves hoping for the Predacon the follow him. The Pred looks down into the pod.) Heh heh heh. (Razor waits, he finally decides to work his way back, he comes to the row, he is slowly walking to the pod, he is coming to the side the hatch is on. Suddenly the Predacon sits up in the pod and aims his guns.) Freeze! (In almost a fraction of a second Razor flicks his wrists, the blades detach and embed in both guns. The Predacon stands up and walks toward Razor, he is slightly larger than razor.) I'll just rip you apart with my bare hands!

RAZOR: Now now, you'll have to work on that temper.

PRED1: Ah-Ha! (He dives at Razor, who flips over him and lands on the other side of the pod, out of the corner of his eye Razor realizes his mistake. The spot where the second Predacon was lying is now empty, he wheels around just in time to feel the blunt blow to his face, he falls back and lands in the pod, the second Pred, his head badly dented, kicks the hatch closed and opens his wrist launchers, he levels them on the glass with Razor's face.) Shh! (They freeze, there is a voice.)

VOICE: How was I supposed to know we had to start up the computer? I thought we just loaded the pods. (The two Preds lift up the pod with Razor in it and stick it back on its wrack.)

SUPERVISOR: That, and you forgot to configure the jettison program. (Before they scurry into the shadows, the second predacon pushes a button on Razor's pod that causes him to go off-line. Razor's vision goes black. Then... Cold, water, he jumps out of the water into the air, already knowing the mission status.)

RAZORJAW: Razorjaw! Maximize! (He is surrounded by familiar faces, Rattrap, Dinobot, Inferno and so on. But then time seems to rewind itself and it goes back to when he was in stasis lock, he is surrounded by dark, the is a bright form in front of him, it is speaking but he can't seem to understand.) I-I-I don't understand! (Quickly time fast forwards itself and he is at the bottom of the strange alien ocean, the form in front of him brightens.) Wait a second is this, are you the? (He steps closer to the bright form, then steps inside, he glows brightly, his body melds to a different shape, he grows taller, his body more streamlined, his spark changes, the bright form adapts it to the harsh alien energon, without the help of Whiplash's anti-electron. Then darkness. A faint ghostly voice speaks.

VOICE: Now, you must go. (Razor's eyes startle awake in the pitch black depths, he swims upward, still in beast mode, but no longer a piranha, more of a piranha, shark and eel hybrid, his sleek form slides upward through the water. His body is revealed as the water brightens, his head is a mixture of shark and eel with razor-sharp piranha jaws, his body has the fins of a shark, with a medium length, his tail has four fins instead of two. He isn't organic anymore, but not transmetal either, his body seems to be a smooth metalorganic transition. His piercing eyes center on a form resting in the sand, Bambard.)

RAZORJAW: Going up! (His voice is slightly smoother, but still has that metallic ghost.) Maximize! (He doesn't transform but more of a melding, his body is a flash as he grabs Bambard and shoots out of the water and back to the top of the cliff, he sets Bambard down. The camera pans and shows him in full glory, his thin and sleek body, muscular, a fin going back on his head in a mohawk fashion, he tests his wrists and elbows, razor-sharp fin-blades flip out from his superstructure and point in forward arcs, he taps his thighs and sleek blasters separate from the surface.) I could get used to this. (He looks down at the badly damaged Maximal.) I hope the Maximals established a base somewhere, all I've seen so far are Preds. (He notices the burn marks and bits of machinery on the ground and kneels down, he scans it.) About two hours ago. (He shakes Bambard, no response. He taps his chest and two jumper cables grow out of him, they clamp on. Bambard is jolted to consciousness.)

BAMBARD: Ahhhhh! (He looks up at the strange new robot.) Ahhhhh!

RAZORJAW: Whoa, whoa, easy kid, it's me Razorjaw, remember?

BAMBARD: But, but you were erased by the orb's temporal wave.

RAZORJAW: Tarantulus opened a door for me, when he was bringing Teraductile and Bombshell through I jumped as well.

BAMBARD: But that was weeks ago.

RAZORJAW: And I was at the bottom of the ocean, I can't explain it but, I somehow got this new body. (Bambard suddenly remembers something.)

BAMBARD: The Preds! Chameleotron's going to try something! Boomerang, Parrator and Panthor are still out! We have to get to the base! Beast Mode!

(He transforms and runs off.)

RAZORJAW: Let's see what this body can do! Beast Mode! (He jumps and transforms into the strange streamlined fish, still in midair he concentrates and his two fins transform into leathery wings, he soars over Bambard, his twenty foot wingspan covers Bambard in shadow.)

BAMBARD: What the!? (Two strong arms sprout below the bases of the wings and grab Bambard, Razorjaw lifts off the ground and heads away.) The base is that way! (Bambard points with his hoof.)

Scene goes to the Maximal base, the supposed Bambard is walking around the base. He whispers to himself-

CHAMELEOTRON: Tarantulus should be here soon. (Just outside of the Maximal base Tarantulus and the Predacons are waiting in the tree line. Inside Whiplash, in robot mode, is almost asleep at the controls when shots start hitting the shields, the camera shows all the Predacons in a row firing away. Inside the Maximal base a siren sounds Whiplash exits a hatch carrying Dinobot, Chameleotron gets in the elevator.)

DINOBOT: What is Tarantulus doing? He must have a plan! (When they land at the bottom they hide behind a row of rocks, Chameleotron runs up behind them from the foot of the mountain.) Attack on my command! (All the Maximals press against the rocks with their weapons drawn. Chameleotron quickly pulls out his gun and shoots Dinobot in the left side, a second after Dinobot goes down Whiplash has his light saber up to Bambard's neck.)

WHIPLASH: What the slag are you doing!? (Chameleotron smiles evilly.)

CHAMELEOTRON: Winning! Tarantulus! Move in! (The Predacons intensify their fire. A shadow goes over the Predacons, they look up to see a strange sight, Razorjaw swoops down and drops Bambard next to the other Maximals and the impostor. Whiplash looks at the doubles, one in robot mode, the other in beast mode.)

BAMBARD: That's Chameleotron, him and some of the other Preds blind sided me. (Whiplash looks at the fake, who has already leveled the gun at him, Bambard charges and his antlers dig into Chameleotron, he then flips him over his back. Razorjaw lands, now in robot mode, on the ground between the Maximals and the Predacons.)

RAZORJAW: Who wants a piece of this!? (Teraductile steps up with his fists charged and ready.)

TERADUCTILE: You look familiar. (He and Razorjaw circle each other.) What's your name boy? (Teraductile fires his charges, Razorjaw easily dodges between them as if they are moving in slow motion, the Predacon then tries to punch him, Razorjaw's blades flip out like lightning and Teraductile's arm separates, before it hits the ground Razorjaw jams his right wrist blade into his gut and rips upward, his right elbow blade follows the same path. Teraductile falls to his knees, a huge gash from his neck to his stomach, he looks up at the other robot in shock.)

RAZORJAW: The name's Jaw, Razorjaw. (Teraductile falls on his face. Razorjaw hears the fluke sound of a grenade leaving the tube, he catches it.) Strike one! (Bombshell fires another one that Razorjaw instantly catches in the other hand.) Strike two! (He chucks the first one back at Bombshell's chest like a baseball, the short Predacon is taken back off his feet.) Strike three, you're out! (Tarantulus, Drone, Transquito, Anacronda and Batteram have their weapons leveled.)

TARANTULUS: I don't care how strong you are! This plan is perfect and I won't fail! (A sword lodges in his neck, Razorjaw turns around to see Dinobot, minus one sword, with Whiplash and Bambard backing him up. Razorjaw tosses the second shell into the air, while its spinning he draws both of his blasters and shoots Anacronda and Transquito off their feet, he catches the grenade shell again.)

RAZORJAW: Care to test me?

DRONE: Retreat! (He grabs Tarantulus and powers away, Batteram grabs Teraductile and flies off, the rest scatter into the trees. Whiplash throws his saw/shield, it flies through the air and cuts a chunk out of Batteram's side, causing him and Teraductile to fall through the trees. Behind the Maximals Chameleotron gets up, His neck is torn open from Bambard's antlers, he tears the chip out and returns to his original form, then scuttles into the trees. Razorjaw takes careful aim at Drone and Tarantulus in the distance, he lobs the second grenade, it slowly arcs down and knocks them out of the sky.)

DINOBOT: And to think, when you were first activated I thought you were worthless. (He pats Razorjaw on the shoulder and they all walk into the elevator.)

WHIPLASH: Yeah Dinobot, the first time I met you you tried to slag me. (Dinobot growls at the oncoming insult.) Oh, wait a second, I slagged you didn't I? (As they are getting in the elevator Razorjaw's last words are.)

RAZORJAW: So, are there any chick-bots around here?s