I always wondered how differently Beast Wars would have ended up if Terrorsaur had survived instead of Waspinator as originally planned (I am glad that Waspinator survived and he is one of my favorite characters, but I just wanted to experiment with a 'what if?' scenario). So, here's my interpretation of certain episodes that would have been different, largely or barely.
After hitting the Axalon, the Quantum Surge approached the Darksyde. The ship bucked dangerously. Megatron lost balance and fell off his command chair onto the floor of the ship. Then the wave of energy impacted the ship. Megatron stood up and yelled in surprise and agony as his body began to glow. Terrorsaur fell off his hover board as the wave struck him. He landed on the edge of the platform below, just above the river of lava that had invaded the ship, and stared at his glowing body in shock. Above him, Scorponok and Waspinator collided into each other in mid-air and fell off their hover boards into the lava together. Then Terrorsaur collapsed and fell into stasis lock.
M: (Staring at his glowing hand) What is happening to meeeeeeeeeee?
Then he collapsed as well.
The Darksyde creaked and groaned. Its interior was a sparking mess of dangling wires and short circuited machinery. A shadowy figure arose from the ground near the lava bed.
Ter: Ugh! My aching circuits!
Terrorsaur emerged into the light of a sparking control console. His superstructure had been mutated into a gleaming metallic version of his original body. He looked down at himself and gasped.
Ter: What the . . . ?
He looked up and saw the dark silhouette of Megatron standing over him. He looked different as well.
Ter: Megatron? What happened?
M: I've had a change, for the better. Yesssss.
Blackarachnia looked up and saw Megatron and Terrorsaur descending from the sky. Both of them were reformatted into metallic forms, allowing them both to fly in humanoid mode.
B: Megatron! Am I glad-
Megatron slapped her. Terrorsaur snickered behind him.
M: Treacherous spider! You think I don't know what you and Tarantulas planned?
He activated his weapon and aimed it at Blackarachnia.
B: Not a good idea.
M: And why is that?
B: (Improvising) Well, Optimus' body parts may be decorating space, but the rest of the Maximals are fully functional. And since I don't see Scorponok or Waspinator with you, I'm betting you need troops.
Megatron seemed to consider her words, then deactivated his weapon and grabbed the arachnid around the neck with his thumb and index finger, raising her to face him.
M: You are a clever one. But betray me again, and you'll wish you'd never come online.
B: Point taken.
Megatron dropped her as the elevator hatch of the Axalon opened up.
M: Terrorsaur, above! Blackarachnia, fire on my signal!
Megatron emerged from the rock he had taken cover behind.
M: Terrorsaur! Open fire!
Rattrap and Cheetor looked behind them to see Terrorsaur, who threw one of his new blade weapons at them.
The blade hit the ground between them. Rattrap was knocked backward, but Cheetor fell right over the edge of the cliff the Axalon was balanced on. He reappeared seconds later, flying on custom rockets in beast mode.
Cheetor flew to the roof of the Axalon, where Terrorsaur was waiting for him.
Ter: So you can fly now. Big deal. You still can't- (Cheetor slams into him, knocking him down) Raaawk! You'll pay for that!
Terrorsaur transformed to his metallic Pterodactyl beast mode and thruster engines emerged from his tail section.
C: (Looking back at him) Uh oh.
Cheetor shot off into the distance with Terrorsaur closing in fast. They dodged around the cliffs surrounding the Axalon until Cheetor spiraled off quickly and Terrorsaur collided painfully with the side of a cliff.
C: Take that you-!
He then made the same mistake Terrorsaur did and hit the tip of the cliff, causing him to spiral out of control toward Megatron, who had cornered Rattrap. Megatron turned around, saw him coming, then spun away from him, causing him to crash into Rattrap instead. Megatron approached the tangled mess of Maximals eagerly. He activated his weapon again and aimed it at them.
M: New packaging, same product: Losers.
Coming of the Fuzors Part 1
M: We must hurry Inferno, yes!
Megatron and Inferno fly off toward the Delta Quadrant while Terrorsaur hung behind, looking up at the single moon in the sky.
Ter: Hmm. Only one moon? (Pause) If what Waspinator told me before was true . . . yes! That's it!
He ran back into the depths of the Darksyde.
Terrorsaur approached the two Golden disks suspended in the shield surrounding them. He reached out to touch the shield and was thrown back. He got onto his hands and knees and saw Dinobot's legs in front of him. He lifts his gaze to Dinobot's face. He jumps to his feet and draws one of his blades while Dinobot draws his sword and the two weapons cross with a clang. They glare at each other from behind their blades.
D: You saw the moon?
Ter: Yeah. There's only one now. Which means that this must be . . .
D: Earth. Yes . . . (Breaking his sword away from Terrorsaur's) Which means Megatron was right.
Dinobot walks past him to stand in front of the energy shield guarding the two disks.
D: And the disks . . .
Ter: Have the power to alter the future. (Dinobot also touches the shield and recoils) You know . . . we could work together to take the disks for ourselves.
D: (Turning to face him) I know that you plan to take the disks for yourself.
Ter: (Sarcastically) Like you weren't thinking the same thing. Why else would you be here?
D: Megatron should not possess them. I will do with them as I see fit.
Ter: Ha! That will be somewhat difficult for you if I have them, wouldn't it?
D: You always were a fool.
Ter: I'm a Transmetal! You can't take me on!
D: Oh, yes?
Dinobot shoved Terrorsaur right into the shield, causing energy to surge all around him. The shield focused on Terrorsaur, leaving the disks unprotected. Dinobot casually walks up and removes them. Terrorsaur's Transmetal qualities prevented most of the damage the shield would have done to him as it released him back to the ground behind its power stand. He then heard something being kicked into the room.
B: Hey! What's going on here?
He peered around the shield's stand and saw Dinobot firing his eye lasers at the newly arrived Blackarachnia and escaping with the two disks. Then, strangely, he heard Tarantulas' voice.
Tar: He's taking the disks! Stop him!
Crouched behind the shield projector, Terrorsaur looked around in confusion to see where Tarantulas was. Then he remembered that Tarantulas had died. He saw Blackarachnia talking to herself and realized that Tarantulas' voice was coming from her. He watched as she turned and kicked something that Tarantulas seemed to identify as his body, out of the room. Interested, Terrorsaur followed them.
From behind a doorway, Terrorsaur watched as Blackarachnia transferred Tarantulas' consciousness into his own newly Transmetalized body. He burst into hysterical laughter as he approached Blackarachnia, who backed away slowly.
B: So, you're a big, bad Transmetal now, huh? (Whips out her gun) Well, I'll still hose your head with high powered ammo if you come another step closer!
Tar: I think not.
Blackarachnia seemed to struggle with herself and then turned her own weapon against herself as Tarantulas laughed some more.
Tar: Widless Widow! I left a psychic link between us! Even in this body, I can still control you.
Control you? Terrorsaur wondered. What was going on with those two?
Then as Blackarachnia collapsed to the ground, Megatron appeared on a screen in front of Tarantulas.
M: This is Megatron, calling Predacon base.
Tar: This is Tarantulas.
M: Ah, excellent. You're back online. (Looks up and down Tarantulas' new form) And a Transmetal as well, I see.
Tar: (Examining himself too) Yesssss.
Thinking Megatron had lost his mind, Terrorsaur ran out and grabbed Tarantulas around the neck with his now clawed hand. Tarantulas gagged.
M: Terrorsaur! Release him!
Ter: But he's a traitor Megatron! Remember, he-
M: Yes, I know what he did, but we need him. We are low on allies. Release him! (Terrorsaur reluctantly released the spider) Now, both of you converge at my coordinates. It is time to finish the Maximals. For good.
Maximal, No More
S: Inferno! Dinobot will need my help!
Silverbolt flies down to assist Dinobot against Inferno, not noticing Terrorsaur behind him.
Ter: Hahahahahahahahaha! Yes, but who will help you?
He fires a shoulder missile at the Fuzor.
Silverbolt is hit with the missile and falls out of control.
Below, Inferno's weapon runs out of ammunition. Dinobot prepares to brutally dismantle him, when Silverbolt crashes into him. Terrorsaur lowers himself to Inferno, who looks at the unconscious Maximals in amazement.
I: You serve the Royalty well, Terrorsaur.
Ter: I don't serve anyone.
I: I will bring the traitor to the Royalty. You, bring the Fuzor.
Q: (In a temper after being shot earlier) Where is that low down, Maximal barment? He got me with a cheap shot! When I find him . . .
I: (Picking up Dinobot) Never mind the rat. We have better prizes for our Queen! Return to base.
Q: (Looking after Inferno as he flies away) That bot sure does talk peculiar.
Ter: (Trying to lift up Silverbolt) Give me a hand with him, will you?
Q: I look like a pack bot to you, beak face?
Ter: Help me with him!
Q: Or what?
M: Why did you leave the other one behind?
Ter: He was too heavy for me and Quickstrike wouldn't help.
M: (Looking around) Where is Quickstrike? I thought he came back with-
Ter: (Pointing to Dinobot inside his energy bars) Look! I think he's waking up!
Tar: He's dangerous. Finish him now!
M: And miss the chance to chat with our dear old comrade in arms? I think not. Wake him.
Blackarachnia and Inferno move forward as the energy bars around Dinobot deactivate. They lift him off the floor as Tarantulas approaches with some kind of energy spitting device to awaken him. But before the device touches him, Dinobot roars and knocks them all down. He transforms to robot mode and draws his sword against Megatron, who watches expressionlessly.
M: Ah, impressive as always, but ultimately futile. So much as damage me, and you'll be scrap in a nanno-click.
Terrorsaur, Inferno, Blackarachnia, and Tarantulas aim their weapons at Dinobot while Megatron chuckles.
D: As might you be if your loyal troops open fire. But that would be a waste of two good Predacons.
M: Predacon? I thought you were a Maximal now.
D: Times have changed.
Dinobot kneels down and offers Megatron his sword. Terrorsaur and the others look on in interest.
M: Why should I believe that this is nothing more than a transparent ploy to save your own hide?
D: You know me better than that.
M: So I thought! Before you chose to fight at Optimus Primal's side!
D: I thought you'd led us all to the wrong planet and you'd betrayed me.
M: Treachery keeps the wits sharp.
D: Indeed. And your's are razor sharp, which is why I believe victory will soon be in your grasp. (He looks around at the others around them) I would share in that victory. Computer, Voice code: Dinobot. Change activation code.
Megatron looks amusedly down upon Dinobot as his reprogramming takes effect.
Comp: Activation code change complete.
D: From this moment on, I am Maximal, no more.
Tar: This proves nothing. Anyone can change their codes willingly. Let me verify Dinobot's programming.
M: I don't think Dinobot would approve of you lose in his circuits, and nor would I. (To Dinobot) Still, Tarantulas has a point. How do we know your heart is truly Predacon?
B: How about a Predacon challenge?
M: Yessss, an excellent idea. But who will fight? Let me see . . . (He looked around at his troops, deciding which one to pit against Dinobot. Inferno was too valuable to lose. Tarantulas and Blackarachnia were to physically weak.) Terrorsaur.
Ter: Me? (Looks at Dinobot with eagerness and hatred) I'd love a chance to whip his scaly butt.
M: Excellent. Dinobot, do you accept the challenge?
D: Hmph. I'd hardly call it a challenge (Glares across at Terrorsaur), but I accept.
Outside the Darksyde, Dinobot and Terrorsaur circle each other as the other Predacons spectated.
M: The rules are simple: Survivor wins. On my mark . . . begin!
Dinobot transforms to raptor mode and rushes Terrorsaur, who leaps into the air, transforming to beast mode, and hovered on his thruster rockets.
Ter: Come on, Dinobot! Come get me!
Dinobot leapt into the air and literally slammed Terrorsaur back to the ground. Terrorsaur shoved Dinobot off him with his legs and raised one of his blade weapons. Dinobot transformed back to robot mode and drew his sword and rotating blade weapon. One of Terrorsaur's blades went spinning out of his hand, followed shortly by the other. As Terrorsaur glared at him, Dinobot tossed his own weapons aside.
Ter: Oh, being all honorable, are you? Well, it won't save your-
He was cut off as Dinobot's eye lasers struck him and flung him back to slam into the mountain behind him. Dinobot strode over to stand over Terrorsaur, who looked up at him warily.
D: You never were a match for me, Transmetal or otherwise.
Dinobot shot more eye lasers at him. Terrorsaur screeched loudly, then slumped to the ground. Dinobot turned away from him to face Megatron.
D: It's over.
Other Visits Part 2
When the Metal Hunter alien weapon shut off, Rattrap raised himself slowly, holding his head.
RT: Eh. I'd forgotten how much fun Energon surges are.
OP: Well, we survived it. At least . . . (Looking over at Rhinox and Dinobot, who were lying motionless on the ground, energy surging around their bodies) most of us.
A few feet away, Megatron, Tarantulas, Terrorsaur, and Quickstrike stood up as well.
M: Well, a show of massive force. Direct, and to the point, I do like these aliens.
Tar: Ugh. If we hadn't been altered by that Quantum Surge, your friends would have us all in stasis lock!
M: Yessss. I must talk to them about that.
He approached the entrance to the fortress. Tarantulas followed curiously. Megatron held out his hand, but nothing happened.
M: Hmm. No reaction. They must know we're here.
Tar: That surge used up most of their energy. We must act now before they power up!
Megatron takes a step forward.
Q: Boss, you'd better-!
M: Silence you fool! This is crucial.
OP: (Across the valley) Better listen to him, Megatron!
Megatron turned to face Optimus, flanked by Rattrap, Cheetor, and Silverbolt.
M: I'm rather busy securing this alien base at the moment, Primal. But I'm sure I'll find time for you later.
OP: (Taking out his gun) Hit 'em hard!
Megatron nodded at Tarantulas, who activated something on his arm. A cyber web appeared, surrounding the base and the Predacons, causing the Maximal's fire to bounce back at them. They leapt for cover. Tarantulas cackled as Megatron turned back to the entrance to the base. He took out the alien disk and held it in front of the door, which had similar symbols on it. The door glowed, and then opened.
Ter: (Sounding uncertain) Are we . . . going in there?
M: That is the general idea.
The four of them transformed to their beast modes.
OP: Megatron! Don't! (Megatron turned around to face him again) Their power is beyond what you can imagine! You can't control it!
M: I am power.
He turned and followed the other three into the alien base as the door cycled closed behind him.
The four Predacons made their way down a hallway until they saw an opening ahead. Megatron hesitated then looked over at Tarantulas, who looked over at Terrorsaur. Then the three of them looked at Quickstrike, who saw the three of them looking at him, grinning and chuckling.
Q: Uh oh.
Megatron kicked Quickstrike into the room. Nothing happened. The three of them proceeded in after the Fuzor.
Q: This is some weird bug-house, boss.
M: (Sounding intrigued) Hm. Still no reaction to our prescience.
Tar: Our beast modes must be hiding us from their scanners.
M: I am done hiding. Megatron, Terrorize!
He transforms to robot mode. Quickstrike covers his head with his arms. Nothing happens again.
M: Ah, my theory proves true; that the Quantum Surge which changed our bodies has rendered us . . . invisible to the aliens.
Tar: (As he transforms as well) More accurately, we are one with them, now.
Tarantulas fiddles with Transwarp cells in the room to turn on the ship's power source.
Tar: They hide like rats, these aliens. (The ship turns on) There!
Megatron walks up to a cylinder in the middle of the room that has engravings on it. Lifting it up next to it, he sees that the engravings match the shape of the alien Golden Disk.
M: (To himself) The interface. (To Tarantulas) You've done well. Quickstrike, Terrorsaur, keep an eye on our . . . ally.
He places the disk on the cylinder. The disk glows green. Then Megatron and the cylinder are surrounded by green energy. Megatron cries out in pain.
Q: Hold on, boss! I'll-
He reaches out to the energy surrounding Megatron and is zapped by it.
Then the structure trembles as though something outside had exploded.
Ter: What was that?
Tar: The Maximals have destroyed my web! We must stop them from getting in!
Q: W-what about Megatron?
Tar: He will survive. Or not. The important thing is that this base remain in Predacon control. Now move!
He walks toward the exit.
Q: Well, sheesh! (He transforms to robot mode) Fightin' Maxies sounds good.
He follows Tarantulas. Terrorsaur looks over at Megatron, then turns to follow the other two.
Megatron continues to yell until he sees a throne descending toward him.
M: Oh, yesssss!
He begins to laugh in triumph until he is knocked down by a blast behind him.
He turns to see Terrorsaur sitting in the throne, laughing hysterically.
Ter: Thank you for acknowledging the new ruler of the universe.
M: You fool! You have no idea what you're doing!
Ter: I really don't want to hear your whining right now, leader.
A wind starts up, blowing Megatron out of the room.
Ter: That takes care of that.
Quickstrike and Tarantulas stop firing at Optimus and Rattrap as the base vibrates and begins to rise.
Q: I'm outta here!
They jump off the base as it rises.
RT: (Riding on Optimus' hover board) This . . . is bad.
Then Megatron shoots out of the base like a missile and lands hard on the ground. Quickstrike hurries over to him while Tarantulas just stares at the alien weapon in front of him.
Q: You alright, boss?
M: (Brushing Quickstrike aside) Of course I am!
Q: (Pointing at the floating base with his Cobra headed right arm) Now ain't that a sight?
Then a burst of green light appears under the base, which extends outward.
RT: Let's get outta here!
Optimus flies away with Rattrap as the light hits Tarantulas, who rises into the air with it. Quickstrike and Megatron are lifted up as well, followed by the unconscious forms of Blackarachnia and Inferno. As they hover in the air, the wall of the alien weapon transfigures itself into a visual of Terrorsaur's face.
M: (With extreme hatred) Terrorsaur. You meddling toady.
Ter: It's not a good idea to insult me, Megatron. Especially since your fate is in my hands.
Tar: What have you done? You can't control the power of this station!
Ter: I never liked you, Tarantulas. And I don't see you being of much help to me, so I'm going to let you go. Literally.
The light around Tarantulas vanishes and he falls hard to the ground.
Ter: And you, Megatron, I think you'll do well as my prisoner.
M: Don't you dare!
Ter: And how are you going to stop me? As for the rest of you . . .
A purple flash of light shoots out, awakening Blackarachnia and Inferno, who looked around in confusion.
Ter: Are you willing to assist me in conquering Cybertron, or are you going to be exiled like Tarantulas and the Maximals?
Q: (Quickly) I'm yours!
B: (Sounding irritated) Fine.
I: Never! We serve The Royalty only! I will only serve-
He is dropped to the ground as well.
Ter: Very well then. Let us get started.
Megatron, Quickstrike, and Blackarachnia are sucked into the weapon as Terrorsaur's face fades into the wall again. Then the base vanishes. Inferno gets to his feet and stares around for a sign of the base.
Tar: (Getting up as well) He's gone.
I: We must rescue him!
Tar: Very well. Help me find the base. You can get your precious leader back, and I can get my weapon.
Meanwhile at the Axalon, Optimus and Rattrap have finished telling the others what happened.
Rh: So, Terrorsaur has taken over the base? Why?
RT: Obviously to rule the universe and reduce us all to scrap.
D: Terrorsaur is not intelligent. Every time he has tried to overthrow Megatron, he failed miserably.
OP: But this time, he has a super weapon at his disposal. Remember what happened before with Blackarachnia and the flying island? She nearly accomplished the exact same thing.
S: (Astonished) She tried to dominate the universe?
RT: They've all tried to do that. It's a common trait of being a Pred.
C: But what are we going to do about it?
At that moment, Sentinel's alarms went off. Rhinox checked the screen of one of the consoles.
Rh: There are two Predacon units approaching. Looks like . . . Tarantulas and Inferno.
D: (Taking out his sword) Let's finish them now.
OP: (Holding out his arm to stop Dinobot) No. Let's see what they want first.
In the Metal Hunter, Megatron awakens to find himself hanging from chains in the ceiling. He grunts, then shakes the chains as hard as he can, but they don't release.
Ter: Ah, you're awake at last. I wouldn't want you to miss our voyage home.
M: Home? You're going to take this thing to Cybertron?
Ter: Well, after I destroy the Maximal base, obviously.
M: You aren't capable of controlling this station. (He looks down at the ground and saw Blackarachnia and Quickstrike) You two! Stop him!
B: Sorry prune face. I value my life much more than yours.
Q: Don't get me wrong, boss. I wanna help ya, but I don't see any way how.
M: SHOOT HIM!
Terrorsaur activated his shoulder cannons and aimed them at Quickstrike, who gulped.
Q: I . . . I can't.
Megatron glared as Terrorsaur laughed again.
Ter: And now, to the Maximal base!
At said location, Tarantulas and Inferno stand before six Maximals aiming their weapons at them.
Tar: You're wasting time! Give me access to your scanners and I'll find that alien base!
D: (Lifting his sword to his face) Or leave us vulnerable to attack by it? I say eliminate him now!
OP: Why do you care about finding that base? I'm sure it's not out of concern for our lives.
Tar: Terrorsaur is insane and will destroy everything around him with that weapon! As I am included in everything, I want that prevented!
C: Says you, I'm with Dinobot. Slag him!
I: We must rescue the Royalty!
Rh: What do you think Optimus?
OP: Hmm. So you both intend to help us take down Terrorsaur? (They nod) Very well. (To Tarantulas) Locate the weapon.
Tarantulas begins to type on the console's keyboard.
Tar: Psh. Your scanning system is pitiful. Have you learned nothing from the alien disk? (He observes the screen) Hmm. According to this, the weapon is . . . (The Axalon shakes violently) here!
OP: Quickly, raise the shields and prepare to counter attack!
Terrorsaur watches a view screen showing the Axalon under fire from the weapon.
Ter: Yes! The Maximals are mine!
M: You think you can defeat Optimus Primal? He's bound to board this vessel before the base is gone.
Ter: Perhaps. Perhaps not.
The view screen shows the Maximals plus Inferno and Tarantulas emerging from the Axalon, firing at the base.
Ter: So, those two have gone and joined the Maximals? (Looks over at Blackarachnia and Quickstrike) You two! Engage them!
B: On our own?
Q: Two of us against eight of them? That's suicide!
Ter: It's two of you and an entire alien weapon! Do as I say!
They exit the base and descend upon the Maximals.
M: You can't win, Terrorsaur. Your history is evidence of that.
Ter: I have an alien weapon at my disposal. I like my chances much more now. Lock in coordinates and begin teleport sequence!
A symbol on the disk on the cylinder glowed green and the ship began to hum.
Ter: After the Maximal base is destroyed, we'll be on our way home.
Outside, Optimus carrying Rattrap, and Inferno carrying Tarantulas fly into the entrance of the base.
Ter: (Watching the view screen intently) Just a little longer.
Optimus, Rattrap, Tarantulas, and Inferno burst in.
OP: Surrender this weapon, Terrorsaur!
Inferno flies over to Megatron and blasts his chains off.
M: Good work.
I: What is your command, Royalty?
M: Capture Tarantulas. Leave Terrorsaur to me.
I: Yes, my Queen!
RT: Hey! (Rattrap shoots Inferno out of the air) Remember the plan?
I: Megatron commands I take the spider prisoner. (He punches Rattrap) I must obey him!
Meanwhile, Optimus destroys Terrorsaur's control chair. Enraged, he charges Optimus. They collide in mid-air as Tarantulas hurries to the Transwarp cells.
Tar: Download data tracks Fyron!
The cells glow red as another symbol on the disk glows green. Tarantulas speeds past Rattrap and Inferno in wheeled beast mode and out of the base.
RT: (To Optimus) It's gonna blow!
Optimus shoves Terrorsaur off him and soars over to Rattrap, who jumps onto his hover board.
OP: Let's hit it!
They fly out of the base as well. Megatron approaches Terrorsaur, who is lying on the ground.
M: You failed. Again. (He turns to Inferno) Retreat!
He transforms and he and Inferno fly out of the base too.
Terrorsaur sees the final symbol on the disk light up, indicating the ship was ready to jump. And also detonate.
He transforms and shoots out of the base just before the ship ascends into the sky and detonates.
M: A big stasis pod? Hrmm. A big soldier, yesss. Blackarachnia, Terrorsaur, prepare for a recruitment drive! Whatever this protoform is, I want it flag to flag at the Predacons, not the Maximals.
B: Always eager to welcome a new comrade in arms.
Megatron subtly places a one way comlink on the arachnid's back as she and Terrorsaur turn away from him.
M: Oh, and Terrorsaur?
Terrorsaur turns to face Megatron again warily.
M: With this new protoform, I will have plenty of soldiers. Which means some can be expendable. If you do anything foolish again . . . well, I think you see where this is going.
Optimus, Cheetor, and Silverbolt look up to see Terrorsaur carrying Blackarachnia firing down at them.
B: (Dropping to the ground) Predacons claim that protoform!
She fires at Silverbolt, who drops to the ground. Terrorsaur transforms and throws one of his blades at Optimus and Cheetor, blowing them in opposite directions. Cheetor skids on the ground and fires at Terrorsaur. He swerves to miss the shot and continues to fire down at him until a massive explosion carries him and everyone else off into the distance.
Terrorsaur awoke beside Optimus and Cheetor. He felt like he had been hit with an Energon surge, something he had not experienced since before becoming a Transmetal. He got to his feet as the Maximals woke up as well. Cheetor jumped up quickly and regarded Terrorsaur warily.
Ter: Lower your weapons. Neither of us is in any condition to fight each other.
C: Oh yeah? Well I feel just fi-
He winced as Energon flared around him.
OP: (Getting up as well) He's right, Cheetor. (Looking around) Where's Silverbolt?
C: I don't know.
OP: (Activating his comlink) Urgh. Optimus to Silverbolt! Erg. Do you read?
He winced in pain as Energon waves sparked around the injury on his chest plate.
C: It's like I said Big Bot. Not fur, nor feather of him anywhere. Come on. We've gotta log some cycles in the CR Chamber or we're no good to anybody.
Ter: If you two don't mind, I'm going to get myself repaired as well.
C: You're not concerned about . . . wait, look who I'm talking to. Of course you don't care about your spider buddy.
Ter: Good. We have an understanding.
Terrorsaur took off toward the direction of the Darksyde.
OP: Wherever you are, Silverbolt, keep safe. And watch your back.
Code of Hero
Megatron looked down upon Dinobot in the valley. Terrorsaur stood next to him.
M: One lonely turncoat, paddling on against impossible odds. I'm almost touched (Mimics wiping a tear from his optic sensor). Fortunately, such moments pass quickly. Terrorsaur, scrap him! (Terrorsaur jumps down into the valley) And just to tilt the odds even further . . .
Dinobot struggles to keep standing. A missile knocks him back down. Looking up, he sees his long time rival and ex-comrade Terrorsaur approaching him, holding two of his blades at the ready.
Ter: Well, well. The mighty Dinobot has finally been overpowered.
Dinobot sends his eye lasers at him. Terrorsaur jerks a little, but keeps coming until he stops in front of him. Dinobot tries to shoot lasers again, but they fail to fire. Terrorsaur grins as Dinobot's computer informs him that his internal systems are failing.
Ter: So . . . who would have thought it would end like this for you?
Dinobot falls to his knees.
Ter: You really are a hypocrite, you know. First you join the Maximals because Megatron 'betrayed you', then you rejoin us because you thought we would win, and now you're back on their side. Oh, but wait: we are going to win. You chose the wrong side, comrade.
Dinobot glares up at him from the ground.
Ter: You're too soft to be a Predacon, but you're too fierce to be Maximal. What exactly are you then?
Dinobot growled in anger and defiance as he stands again.
D: I . . . am . . . a warrior!
Dinobot grabbed Terrorsaur, lifted him over his head and slammed him down onto a pile of rocks.