In the cold, dark, deep reaches of outer space, the Elite Guard Ship was cruising around, doing a little recon before heading back home. "All clear in this sector, Sentinel Prime sir." Jazz said to Sentinel Prime. "Okay, good. Let's wrap it up and..." Suddenly the alarms cut off Sentinel. "What's going on?!" "We're receiving a transmission from one of the other cybertrobian ships." "Well? What are you waiting for? Put it up on screen!" "Alright alright." Cliffjumper's profile appears on screen looking like he just got back from a battle. "Hello? Can anyone hear me? This is Cliffjumper! We are under attack! I repeat we are under attac...Nooooooo! The transmission ended. "Jazz, find out where that transmission came from. Those Autobots needs our help." "But Sentinel, what if there is a Decepticon Ship waiting for us?" "It's the risk we have to take. Full speed ahead." "Aye aye sir." He said as Jazz pulled the lever to go forward. All was quiet, too quiet. "Jazz, status report." "Nothing yet sir. Wait a minute, I'm picking up a signal, no wait two signals." "Is one of them coming from Cliffjumper's ship?" "I can't tell, one of them is faded but it's close, and the other one...WHOA!" "What? What is it Jazz?" "The other one is through the roof!" "Put it up on the view screen so we can find it. Hopefully there will be some survivors." The view screen showed Cliffjumper's ship...and it was damaged beyond repair. "What the spark?" Sentinel said, looking shocked. "That's odd, I can't find Cliffjumper's signature anywhere." "But that's impossible! We just got his transmission a few seconds ago?!" Then...the alarms went off. "Sentinel Prime sir! There is a huge object heading right for us!" "And it's power reading is off the charts." Jet Storm added. "Man your stations! Whatever this threat is, we can take it on!" "Uh Sentinel, you might want to check this out." They Autobot gasped with horror. "No...it can't be! Ahhhhhhhhh!"