Transformers Prime react to Beast Wars: Transformers

Dark Designs

"Would you have happened to dread when one of your own is suddenly evil against his own will?"

"No way!" Ironhide objected

"We would never abandon our friends Omega Scion. You know this!" Prime argued.

"Perhaps not, but for one becoming evil against his own will... that is rather a difficulty few can achieve."

Megatron snorted.

"Maybe I should show you that possibility..."

The Orb glows to life again as the audience takes a seat, some of them uneased by what Omega Scion had said...

The Maximals were scouring at the cliffside, where some of the landforms are slowly losing their stability.

"Now we're losing the reading." Rhinox moaned holding a device slapped at his left wrist. "There's Energon here, but it's too deep to access." The device continuously beeps detecting the Energon, but as Rhinox had said, it is beyond their access. "Dead end."

"As dead ends go, at least this one has a view." Primal mused.

"Yer tellin' me that we spent all day yompin' up here just to enjoy the scenery? Oh, man. What ELSE we got to look forward to?" Rattrap complained, until a missile strikes at the Maximals' position, knocking Cheetor away.

"Ambush!" Air Raid shouted.

"Thanks for the warning, Captain Obvious." Ironhide replied.

"Whatcha doing Maxies?! Blast the fraggers jumping on ya!" Warpath shouted

"Ya had ta ask, didncha?" Rhinox groused at Rattrap. Up top they see the Predacons stationed above them.

"Predacons -- up there! Optimus - MAXIMIZE!"

They all transformed to their Robot Modes and readied their weapons, but with the Predacons around, and the cliff too steep to climb, the Maximals are effectively cornered.

"Nowhere to run, and no place to hide. Yess. Obliterate them!" Megatron and the Predacons began their attack. The Maximals retaliated

"We need a diversion -- cover me! PrimeJets ON!" Primal attempts to rush their position via flight, but he was knocked down midflight by Megatron.

"Big Bot!" Cheetor called out.

"There is only one alternative -- attack! We storm their position." Dinobot proposed.

"How the heck can you do that? You'll be scrapped before you could even touch them!" Onslaught asked.

"You're on th' wrong wavelength, lizard lips. We run!" Rattrap retorted.

"Oh, yes? And just where do we run, rodent?" Dinobot argued.

"It shouldn't be this easy. Noo. But mustn't complain." Megatron mused and continued firing.

Rhinox fired back, but his shooting wasn't even close to hitting any of the Predacons.

"Rhinox -- shoot STRAIGHT, fer cryin' out loud! You're missing 'em by a parsec!" Cheetor beckoned.

"Hold your pipes, kid, he might be onto something." Ironhide commented.

"Close the file on Optimus Primal ...and delete." Megatron ordered.

Rhinox's rapid gunfire eventually struck overhead the Predacon's position, causing a landslide to suddenly fall on the latter.

"Look out!" Scorponok's warning came too late as boulders and debris fall on the Predacons.