- [last lines]
- [a cyberbee projects an image...]
- Cheetor: Hey! it's Tigertron!
- Tigatron: Attention Maximals. This is a code 1 emergency message from Tigertron: Airazor has been damaged. She and I are trapped on a mysterious flying island. This island is a self-contained ecosystem guarded by powerful weapons of alien design. Blackarachnia and Scorpinok have already managed to invade. If the Predacons gain control of the island and its weapons the Predacons will be able to destroy the Maximal base...
- Cheetor: What?
- Tigatron: ...and win the Beast Wars!
- [after the aerial attack]
- Waspinator: Tiger-bot has beeen destroyed!
- Terrorsaur: Let's collect components! Megatron will want an ashtray!
- Waspinator: Waspinator wants his heeead!
- Terrorsaur: It's MINE, bug-face!
- [a battered Terrorsaur and Waspinator report to Megatron]
- Megatron: What? Tigatron did THIS to you?
- Waspinator: No, not Tiger-bot...
- Terrorsaur: It was a... a monument!
- Waspinator: Yeah, a monument!
- Megatron: Explain yourselves!
- Terrorsaur: We thought Tigatron was finished... but we found that he fell into a... a cloud! Only... it was not just a cloud...
- Terrorsaur: We... we barely made it back...
- Megatron: What a fine item. Concealed from view, it contains a powerful weapon, which could be used for... Yeesss, such a tactical advantage could end the Beast Wars once and for all!
- Optimus Primal: Are you sure?
- Airazor: Positive! It was Terrorsaur and Waspinator, and they were both seriously slagged, almost scrap!
- Rhinox: It couldn't be Tigatron. That's not his style.
- Optimus Primal: No. He may defend himself, but total destruction goes against everything he believes in.
- Dinobot: He's a fool, then!
- Scorponok: Wow! That's a real blaster.
- Blackarachnia: Noticed that, did you? Well in case you didn't notice, it is activated by our own weapons. I must...
- Scorponok: Huh?
- Blackarachnia: I mean, WE must take control of it... but carefully.
- Tigertron: Airazor?
- [Airazor groans]
- Tigertron: Lie still. You've been hit. Your beast mode will make repairs, but it will take time.
- Airazor: But Blackarachnia and Scorpinok... oh.
- Tigertron: I intercepted one of Scorpinok's cyberbees. I was able to reprogram it while you were unconsious. With luck it should reach the Maximal base right about now.
- Optimus Primal: It's a good thing you didn't just blast that bee.
- Cheetor: Well, I would have, except it was carrying one of Airazor's feathers.
- Rattrap: Besides, he missed.
- Cheetor: Yeah, that too...
- Optimus Primal: Prime. Here it goes.
- [activates the bee]
- Optimus Primal: Optimus to base.
- Cheetor: We hear you, Big Bot. What's the cinch? Where's my fellow cat-bot?
- Optimus Primal: This place has seen some heavy action and it doesn't look good. Tigertron's footprints lead to a broken ledge. We have to face the grim possibility, team... Tigertron may have been destroyed.
- Cheetor: Say it ain't so, Big Bot! Not our striped scout!
- [From a distance, a hawk tracks a battered pterodactyl and giant wasp]
- Airazor: Hmmm... either the grunge look is coming back, or those guys ran into something hot...
- [examining the scene of Tigatron's last stand]
- Optimus Primal: This place is a battleground. Blast craters and missile debris everywhere. From the angle, it was an aerial attack.
- Dinobot: Hrmmm. Waspinator and Terrorsaur.
- Rattrap: Oh, thanks for the insight there, Dinobrain. You want your expert consultant fee now?
- Dinobot: No need... I can simply excise it from your hide!
- Rhinox: HEY! Not. Now.
- [communication with Tigatron is cut off]
- Rattrap: Stripes! Yo, Stripey, do ya read? Oh, man... say something!
- [first lines]
- [a tremor rips through a mountain range under Tigatron's scrutiny]
- Tigatron: By the mother lode...! This is not a volcanic area. Curious...
- [Some rocks drop on him]
- Tigatron: Though my heart is bound to these rugged lands, they still have its mysteries... and I have my duties to perform. Time for my weekly report!
- Rattrap: You've reached Good Guy Central here! So what's new, pussycat? Any Preds in sight?
- Tigatron: This is a peaceful land, Rattrap, at least for now... huh?
- [the communications station picks up something]
- Tigatron: Uh-oh...
- [Waspinator and Terrorsaur transform and fire their blasters]
- Tigatron: Revise that! I am being attacked!
- Cheetor: [Cheetor and Rattrap come back with one of Scorpinok's cyber bees] I would have shot it down but it was carrying one of Airazor's feathers.
- Rattrap: That and he missed!
- Cheetor: [Optimus Primal glares at Cheetor] Yeah, that too.
- Optimus Primal: Prime! Here it goes.