Megatron was typing something into the Darksyde's computer. " said, "Your life cycle seems to have been excelling at an extreme rate but is slowing down as time goes on."

"Meaning…?" said the young raptor.

"It means that what takes normal hatchlings deca-cycles, you've done in nearly less than a day, Darkfeather. You are now what I believe the oganics call a 'teenager' " said Megatron, "This must be a result of Tarantulas's tempering."

"Is that the best name you could come up with?" said Darkblade. "I don't think it fits me."

Megatron laughed. "Oh, you'll grow to love it and soon the Maximals will learn to cower at the sound of your name."

"Why must I kill these Maximals? What have they done?" asked Darkblade.

Megatron stopped typing. He turned around and growled deeply. He reached for the hanging cage's bars and pulled it towards him so his face was inches away from Darkblade's. "The Maximals' have made slaves of we Predacons. We are forced to scrounge for scraps while they're guzzling energon. Our so-called leaders have spent too much time kissing the Maximal elder's rear skid plates. I am going to restore the Predacons to their fomer glory!"

"Really? From what Terrrorsaur's been telling me, you just started this war just to bring yourself to power." huffed Darkblade nervously. "You're no leader."

"How do you know what a leader is?" asked Megatron. He let go of the cage.

"He has more characteristics of that traitor than I thought." Megatron thought. He pressed a button which activated the Darksyde's intercom. "Inferno, Quickstrike, report to the containment chamber. I am about to begin the test."

As soon as the two walked in Megatron typed in an access code.

Darkblade looked up in horror as four spiked were placed around him. "What's happening?" he shouted at Megatron.

"Right now, you are a defective Transformer. Your Intelligence is at a minimum and you cannot transform. I have created this machine to fix these errors." chuckled the meglomaniac.

"But, boss-bot, there's now way his insides can handle all that? said Quickstrike.

Megatron acted as if he didn't hear the Fuzor and activated the machine.

Two of the spikes shot a purple beam at Darkblade. The other two shot green beams.

Darkblade screamed in pain. His horrible screams echoed through the Darksyde.

Waspinator was just outside the closed door. He buzzed in fear and placed his audio receptors on the door hoping to figure out what was going on.

Darkblade felt horrible sharp pains. He was hearing voices in his head. He felt his insides forcfuly being moved and try to move back into their original positions. The voices were becoming louder and louder as the pain intensified.

"STOOOP! STOOOP! PLEASE STOP IT!" pleaded Darkblade reaching his arm out of the cage. Inferno delivered a light blast to the arm and Darkblade immediately pulled it back in, still screaming.

"Soon you shall join the Colony!" shouted Inferno.

Just outside of the Darsyde's gunpoint range….

"Megatron has already activated the Spark, I just know it." said Tarantulas peering at the Darksyde through scanning binoculars. "Hmm, there seems to be a large amount of energy being used in the containment bay. What is he doing?" Tarantulas thought for a moment. "No matter, no doubt he's created a hatchling in his image. I need to grab it before he corrupts it with his idiotic mind. But even I can't invade his base myself." Suddenly he heard a motor-like noise coming from the East. He zoomed in with his binoculars to see Dinobot riding Rattrap in his motorcycle mode. "Maybe, I don't need to." He began laughing manically as he readied his blaster.