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Transformers: Revenge of the Great Sharptooth

Chapter 1: Prison Escape

It has been a year since the Maximals had successfuly saved the Great Valley from the forces of evil. They had returned to Cybertron to celebrate justice in Megatron's defeat in the hands of Optimus Primal. But little do the Maximals know that it will all be too good to last, because the battle between Maximals and Predacons was just the beginning.

Orbiting around the planet Cybertron was a prison ship. Inside it, the alarm was blaring, and the Predacons are escaping.

"Follow my lead! We're heading out to avenge Megatron's death!" said Terrorsaur. "The Maximals are history!"

"Waspinator will avenge Megatron's death!" said Waspinator.

Suddenly the lasers hit the Predacons and knocked them down. Terrorsaur turned and saw Silverbolt, Tigatron, and Rattrap approaching them.

"You Preds got nowhere to run!" Rattrap said.

"Too bad, Maximal Scum! We're not giving up!" Scorponok shouted.

"Oh, yeah?" Cheetor said, landing his feet behind the knocked down Predacons. "Try and beat us!"

"I was hoping you would say that," said Tarantulas. Suddenly he opened fire at the Maximals, but Cheetor managed to fight back by jumping on him.

"Not when I'm around!" yelled Cheetor.

"Oh, I wouldn't say that," said Terrorsaur, holding out a remote.

Terrorsaur pushed the remote, and the prison ship exploded in half.

"No!" Cheetor cried.

"The prison ship!" Tigatron added.

The two pieces of the prison ship fell down, down to the ground of Cybertron. The stern crashed on the ground, and the bow landed on the bridge. Inside the stern, the fire had went off, and the Maximals are struggling to find a way out.

"Those slag-sucking Preds ruined everything!" Rattrap coughed.

Cheetor frantically banged on the wall. "We gotta get outta here!" he cried. "Help! Somebody help!" He ran to the locked door and banged on it. "Optimus! Rhinox! Help us! Help!"

"Cheetor, calm down!" Silverbolt suggested.

Cheetor turned to Silverbolt with a glare. "Calm down? We're stuck inside the room that caught on fire upon impact, and you want me to calm down? We gotta get outta here now before we die!" He turned back to the door and banged on it. "Help! Help!"

Just then, Optimus Primal showed his face on the window. "Stand back, Cheetor! I'll bust it open!"

"Big Bot!" Cheetor smiled. "Thank goodness you came."

Cheetor stepped back, and Optimus fired a laser at the lock, and using his strength, he opened the door.

"Everyone get out, now!" barked Optimus.

Cheetor and others jumped out as the room blazed around in flames.

"The Preds are getting away!" Rattrap shouted, pointing at the Predacons fleeing.

"We can't let it happen," said Optimus. "Maximals! Let's go!"

The Maximals chased the Predacons around the airport of Cybertron.

"There they go! Don't let them get away!" said Optimus.

"Too late, Optimus!" Tarantulas cackled as the Predacons stepped inside the Nemesis. The hatch door closed, and the Nemesis took off.

"Noo!" cried Optimus.

"They're getting away!" Cheetor added.

"We gotta follow 'em!" Rattrap added.

"There's not much time. Let's roll out!" Optimus demanded.

Later, the Maximals arrived at the Axalon and hopped onboard. The hatch door closed, and the Axalon took off.

The Axalon chased the Nemesis in space as it fired lasers.

"Maximals fire lasers at us," said Waspinator.

"Not for long," said Terrorsaur.

Terrorsaur pulled the lever, and the Nemesis zoomed far into space at lightspeed.

"They're getting away!" Cheetor said.

"Not if I can help it!" Optimus said.

Optimus pulled the lever, and the Axalon zoomed far into space at lightspeed.

Elsewhere, a spark was seen flying around, seemingly following the two battleships.