The Autobot Search and Rescue Shuttle searched many galaxies for Galvatron and Unicron.
"Any luck, Ratchet?" said Optimus.
"Negative, Optimus." said Ratchet, who was also trapped in hyperspace with Cybertron, "No signs of your brother yet. But we won't give up until every stellar stone is turned."
"Thank you for the reassurance." Optimus closed the comlink.
"Lord Unicron," said Galvatron as he approached his master's head, "I have retrieved another piece of your body."
"You have done well, Galvatron." said Unicron, "At this rate my body will be completed within the next megacycle." He extended another tendril and attached it to the piece Galvatron had found, this time a piece of his upper torso. He then pulled it in and attached his shoulder to it.
"Excellent." Unicron continued, "This search isn't too exhausting for you, is it, Galvatron?"
"No it is not, Master." said Galvatron, "Your supplying me with energy has been quite helpful in this endeavor. The question remains, will I continue to need your support forever?"
"Yes."
"You mean you cannot reverse the damage?"
"No. Just as I can destroy, I can create. However, if I do repair you, what is to stop you from rebelling against me? Not like you'd be able to stop me anyway."
"Yes. It is told in the Covenant of Primus that no Cybertronian mortal can defeat you. Though, there is one thing."
"What is that?"
"There is a prophecy in the Primspel of Vector Prime, Prime of Space and Time. It says 'As the darkest of Cybertron's hours falls, a long lost light will illuminate the path to hope.' I fear this darkest hour is your return, and this light is Primus."
"I have heard this prophecy, and that is why I wish to destroy Cybertron as soon as possible, to avert this illumination."