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Previously on Transformers Prime
The 'cons are back! Cliff might be neck-deep in scrap!
Cliffjumpers life signal... just went offline.
A partir de hoje...
As of today only we five Autobots remain on this Earth.
W-w-what are they?
Talking cars that turn into robots...
Or the other way around.
Look - you may be in danger becaose you are one of the few,
one of the only who have seen us.
- Why are you here? - To protect your planet
from Megatron
But if his return is immenent,
it could be catastrophyc.
I have returned!
Of the enegon deposits we have located
while you were away lord Megatron,
this one is by far the most signisicant.
The drones have been mining without a pause during your abscense,
and have amassed quite a stockpile.
You there! Fetch me a sample!
Starscream!
Now that I have returned
I will issue the commands.
I... Understand, lord Megatron.
Than as your humble servant,
shall I ready the Space Bridge -
to bring forth the Decepticon army
you have shurely gathered during your three years in space?
My army will come.
Byt my time away has yeilded a more...
intriguing means of materializing them -
the solidified form of the matter the ancient texts referred to as...
The Blood of Unicron!
Unicron the Destroyer...
But it is said that his blood is the anti Spark!
Plucked from cosmic shores,
gaze upon Dark Energon!
Legend tells that it holds the power to...
Revive the dead.
We require only a cadaver to be certain.
Are you willing to make the ultimate sacrifice?
Hehehe, ahem, that may not be necessary.
If I may, lord Megatron?
Consider it a welcome home present.
And since you now know of our existance,
I fear that as of last night
the decepticons know of yours.
Got it, we spot any strange vehicles - call 911. Can... we go now?
Are you insane?
I'm living a dream here in Bots-wana
and I will not allow you or anyone else to shatter it!
It is best that you three remain under our watch.
At least untill we can determine our enemies intentions.
Optimus. With all due respect,
the human children are in as much danger
- here as anywhere! - Children?!
They have no protective shell!
If they get underfoot they will go...
Squish!
Than for the time being, Ratchet,
we must watch where we step.
What's that?
Proximity sensor -
someone's on top.
It's agent Fowler.
I-I thoght we were the only humans who know about you guys.
Special agent Fowler is our designated liason
to the outside world,
as he tends to visit only when there are issues.
It may be best if you did not meet him at this time.
Seven wrecks, thirty four fender benders, a three hour traffic jam,
and on particular note -
numerous reports of a speeding motorcycle of unknown make
and a black-and-yellow custom muscle car!
So, anything you care to get up you tin chassis, Prime?
We have the situation under control, agent Fowler.
They're back, aren't they?
If you are referring to the Decepticons
I have doubts that they ever left.
Your planet is much too valuable.
Than it's time to wake up the Pentagon.
hear me, agent Fowler.
We are your best,
possibly your only defence against Decepticon threat.
Says you.
Hey, fleshy!
Did anyone get splattered on that freeway?
Team Prime knows when to use force...
And how much to use.
Bulkhead! I needed that!
Enough!
Military envolvement will only result in catastrophy.
Perhabs you can condone widespread human casualties, agent fowler.
I, however, can not.
Than do us both a favor and handle this, Prime!
Under the radar.
Or I will.
Pretty big bearings... for a human.
Agent Fowler is concerned for his world Bulkhead,
as he should be.
Let us see if power born of darkness
can reignite the spark.
That's your plan?!
Bring Autobots back from the dead to attack us?!
That is no longer an Autobot.
Just a mindless beast,
its only instinct to destroy anything in it's path.
There, Starscream,
lies the indestructable
seed of my army. The ultimate weapon!
Once I learn to controll it.
Blasted Earth check!
Cliffjumpers signal popped back online.
- Who's Cliffjunper? - How is that possible?
It isn't.
Another bug! The systen is chock-full of them.
If there's any chance Cliff's alive...
Ratchet, prepare sickbay.
We may need it.
Hey! What can we do?
Remain with Ratchet.
Autobots, roll out!
What... Just happened?
I transported them to the designated coordinates
via the Ground Bridge.
What's a ground bridge?
Ugh... A scaled down version of Space Bridge technology.
Since we don't currently possess the means or the energon
required for intergalactic travel.
You're stuck here. On Earth.
With the likes of you, yes.
But I constructed the Ground Bridge to enable travel
from here to anywhere on your planet.
Wow! Does it work for humans?
Natunally.
You mean I could just shoot on over
and visit my parents in Tokyo?
Within moments.
In fact allow me to send you there immidiately, all three of you.
Watch it, Ratchet.
Energon mine!
Juging by it's scale
the Decepticons have been tunneling here for quite some time.
Let's find Cliffjumper!
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