"Tell my tale to those who ask Tell it truly - the ill deeds along with the good - and let me be jusdged accordingly. The rest ... is silence.."
Dinobot: "Code of Hero"

In the once hallowed halls of the Maximal Elders, robotic tendrils snaked from the mouth of the chamber's roof. Down and down they slithered until they reached and interfaced wih a single robot.

"The Maximal fools thought they had won. Now ... now all is mine to command!" With a sweeping gesture, the hands of Megatron opened, and as they did, the powerless Cybertron came back to life. Entire cities, entire sectors lit up. Factories came on line, and the beginning of a grand, if not mad, plan began to bloosom like a poisonous weed.

"Soon Cybertron will be reborn. All of its previous flaws will be erased. The taint began with the hated humans, yes, but that will all soon be nothing more than an erased chapter in our history. Headmasters! Tagretmasters! Powermasters! They were nothing more than parasites wishing to revel in our power while defiling our entire race!" The anger in the dark, hanging figure began to grow, and as it did, the beast within began to awaken.

"No," he shouted. "I will not let this accursed beast mode arise once again. It must be purged, yes. I am Cybertron, and the Beast Wars are over." It was as if the figure was trying to reassure himself of his superiority. He focused his will, felt the power of Cybertron course through him, and envisioned the future to come. As he did so, the beast began to calm, and the other self finally regained complete control.

"Now the future begins!" Factories all across Cybertron began their production of the drones that would soon overrun the population. Billions of cripled Cybertronians, infected with a virus that none could find a cure for, shuddered all at once. They all knew that death, or something worse, was coming for them all. And in the Elders' chambers, the manical laughter of Megatron rang across the globe.

"It begins. Yes."

To be continued!