The chamber is a scene of carnage. Limbs of dead Predacons litter the floor. Silverbolt is engaging with a Proto-Pred. Behind him, the Amplifier is emanating Trans-Ions that weave their way up through the ceiling of the chamber. A large charge rushes back down the trail.
Silverbolt finishes off the Predacon fighter with one of his swords.
Csirac lifts the Amplifier with a struggle as Silverbolt rushes over and helps him.
Csirac: They’re coming.
Silverbolt: Who’s they?
Silverbolt helps Csirac from under the Amplifier.
Silverbolt: I’ve gotta get you out of here.
A large Predacon rushes into the room and Silverbolt turns to engage him. Csirac drops to the floor.
Silverbolt has his back to the doors as he engages the large Predacon. A Proto-Pred rushes into the room with an axe above his head, ready to swing it down onto Silverbolt.
A close-up of the Proto-Pred’s head as it melts from the burst of a blaster.
Silverbolt kills the large Pred and turns to see the Proto-Pred fall to the floor dead. At the foot of the Amplifier is Csirac, a blaster unsteady in his hand.
Silverbolt returns to Csirac’s side, whose arm drops and the blaster falls from his grasp.
Silverbolt: For a ‘bot that’s never picked up a blaster before, you’re not a bad shot.
Csirac: That makes us even.
Silverbolt (2): I can still get you out of here.
Silverbolt puts his hand on Csirac’s shoulder, but Csirac puts a hand on his forearm to stop him, and looks squarely into Silverbolt’s optics.
Csirac: After they come through, promise me you’ll destroy it.
Silverbolt: I will. Now come on-
Csirac (2): I said I wanted to die looking at the stars, Silverbolt…
An angle from below Csirac and Silverbolt, looking upward. The Trans-Ions paint the room with colour.
Csirac: I can see them. I can see her.
The Trans-Ions fall around Csirac as he goes offline.
Csirac: A lot of good. The answer to your question -- A lot of good...
Wider shot of the room at large. Silverbolt is crouching beside Csirac as the Ions rain down. Silverbolt’s old body lies strewn on the floor among the debris of dead Predacons.
Silverbolt: Thank you, Csirac.
The two enormous Predacons are still stationed outside the room containing the tattered bodies of Divebomb and Headstrong.
A small robot arachnoid flies through the air towards them.
It grabs onto one of the Guards and exudes electricity. He looks down at it with anger.
Dialogue PNL: Oh, how unfortunate…
More arachnoids fly through the air.
The Guards are covered with the arachnoids and the electrocution gets worse. Down the corridor, Taranachus can be seen walking towards them.
Taranachus: … for such a door to be left unattended.
Taranachus types on the door’s control panel.
Taranachus: Who knows what damage could be done if one were to enter.
The guards lie stricken on the floor, being continually electrocuted as the doors open.
Angle of Taranachus entering into the darkness of the chamber. The guards are lifeless on the floor as the arachnoids begin to follow Taranachus in.
Taranachus: Unfortunate, indeed…
SFX: Tihihihihehehe... (Taranachus laughing)
A surge flies down two separate cables, each towards a different pod.
The pods bristle with light.
Prowl and Ironhide, in their new Maximal bodies, emerge from their respective pods, looking at each other.
An angle from behind them shows a large Predacon, angrily glaring down at them. They both raise their fists, ready to fight.
The expression on the Predacon’s face changes to one of confusion and pain.
The Predacon topples forward, dead. Clinging to its back, with his sword buried in its back up to the hilts, is Silverbolt.
As the dusts settles, an angle from behind Silverbolt. Ironhide steps forward.
Silverbolt: Ironhide? Haha! By Primus, it’s good to see you!
Prowl is examining his new body.
Prowl: Most impressive.
Dialogue PNL: Prowl?
Silverbolt and Prowl shake hands.
Prowl: It’s good to see you too, old friend.
The three new Maximals look around as the roof begins to crumble around them. Ironhide is smiling.
Ironhide: I’ve missed that sound.
Prowl: The war continues?
Silverbolt: Some things don’t change.
Prowl (2): Others definitely have.
A shot of the three new Maximals looking towards Csirac, still lying at the foot of the Amplifier. The room continues to crumble around them.
Silverbolt: His name was Csirac. He brought you back to help end the war.
Ironhide: Then it’s time we gave these new bodies a test-drive!
Silverbolt (2): You’ll find there’s more to them than meets… well, you know.
A transitional transformation of the three Maximals merging into Magnaboss.
Magnaboss stands magnificently.
Magnaboss: Welcome back, Maximals.
Magnaboss draws his sword from over his shoulder, and grins.
Close up on Magnaboss’ face.
Magnaboss: Let’s shred some Pred!
Rhinox walks into the Predacon chamber with Silverbolt, Prowl and Ironhide. There are Maximal security troops sifting through the rubble.
PNL: Many cycles later.
Silverbolt: I’m told you worked closely with him on the TransWarp technology, therefore you have the best chance of understanding his work here.
A Maximal Troop hands Rhinox the Amplifier. Silverbolt looks on.
Silverbolt: I promised Csirac I’d destroy it – a task I now pass to you.
Link PNL: Pull it apart, melt down its components. But in doing so, I want you to figure out how it works.
Rhinox: No offence, but I don’t think that’s exactly what he meant.
An angle on a Maximal Trooper holding some detection equipment.
Maximal Troop: Sir, I’m detecting a large Predacon energy sig-
Magmatron bursts from under the debris in the room, roaring. Ironhide has drawn his weapons.
Ironhide stands in front of Magmatron, weapons charged.
Ironhide: Predacon, stand down!
Magmatron lunges forward and easily knocks Ironhide aside with one arm and draws out a sword with the other.
Magmatron continues forward. Prowl and Silverbolt draw their weapons.
Silverbolt: Your leaders have signed an official notice of-
Magmatron starts to receive heavy gunfire.
Magmatron falls to the floor, smoking.
Everyone looks for the source of the firing and all look at Rhinox, who is holding up two chainguns, smoking from the barrels. Rhinox is grinning slightly.
Rhinox: Not too shabby.
End Csirac #4
End TransWarp: Csirac