On a desolate street at sunset, drove a large Freightliner Argosy, the engine growling like a panther and its windows shining with a slight purple tint. As it drove by, other cars that had previously gone unnoticed started up and followed him; two Lamborghini Gallardos, one blue, one green, a red Pagani Huayra, an orange McLaren, a white Aston Martin DBS, and a bevy of Chevy Trax SUVs. As the convoy drove by, it caught the attention of two other vehicles; a green Chevrolet Corvette and a black and blue Bugatti Veyron, who immediately started pursuing, keeping distance to avoid detection. As night fell, they arrived at an area of desert that had not been touched by humans. While the Corvette and Bugatti stayed in the shadows, the truck and its followers did something one would not believe even if the saw it with their own eyes; they changed shaped. Panels shifted from one part of the vehicle to another and robotic limbs that shouldn't even exist in a vehicle emerged. The final result was massive humanoid automatons that moved on their own. The robot that was once a Freightliner Argosy stepped forward, approaching another robotic figure in the shadows.
"You say you are in the possession of the Teletraan?" said the truck robot in a gravelly voice.
"Yeah." said the shadowed figure in a hoarse voice.
"Show it to us."
"Of course." The robot in the shadows shined a red light on a large mass not far from their present location. It was a massive spaceship, big enough to carry hundreds of robots like themselves. Though the body was rusted, the word Teletraan was visible on the side. One of the smaller robots touched it.
"It's not a hologram, Sir." it said.
"Good." said the truck robot, "How much energon will you take for it?"
"How much can you give?" said the shadowed one. The truck robot opened its trailer, revealing piles of glowing blue cubes. Through the shadows one could see that the robot was smiling. When it saw the energon, the Corvette turned into another robot and pulled out a gun. He aimed it at the shadowed figure and pulled the trigger. However the targeted robot was lanky enough that it just went past him. The Argosy growled the same growl as his truck mode engine.
"Autobots." he said, "Stunticons, Vehicons, hunt them down. Make sure none of them leave these sands alive." With that, the robots that were once sports cars and SUVs moved out in search of the Corvette and Veyron. One such robot was searching in the vicinity of the Veyron, who, to avoid being taken by the Stunticons, transformed silently, drew a sword and stabbed it in the back.
The Corvette, meanwhile, walked carefully through the woods, towards the nearest way out, aiming his gun at anything that rustles. Just as he almost reached an exit, he bumped into the McLaren. He pulled out his gun, but the Corvette pulled his own gun and shot him in the face to get away.
"Scrap." said the McLaren before returning to the Argosy with the bad news.
"He got away?" said the Argosy.
"What does it matter?" said the shadowed figure, "The deal is done and the Autobots can't change that."
"So," said the blue Lamborghini, "what's aboard the ship?"
"Something amazing." said the shadowed robot before opening the door to the ship. When the Argosy saw what was inside, his facial panels shifted, making something resembling a sinister smile.
"This is perfect." he said as the camera panned to reveal a bunch of offline robots, with a large arm with claws standing out amongst the rest.
(At this point in the movie the title screen appears)