"We have endured bitter hardship and countless battles. But at long last, our home planet has been restored. We would not be standing on Cybertronian soil, were it not for the valiant efforts of both those assembled here. and our absent comrades. Ratchet, who remains on Earth to safeguard our human friends, and Cliffjumper, who made the ultimate sacrifice." Optimus said.Skyquake, Bulkhead, Wheeljack, Smokescreen, Dreadwing, Arcee, and Ultra Magnus stood in front of a kneeling Bumblebee. Arcee looked down in sadness at Hearing Cliffjumper's name. Skyquake gently rested a servo on the femme's shoulder.
"But on this day, at the dawn of a new era, we gather to bestow a special honor, one earned by Bumblebee. Through his bravery and devotion to the cause of peace, long before he rid this universe of the scourge of the Decepticon Warmonger." Optimus continued his speech.
Meanwhile at another part of the galaxy, on Earth, deep in the Pacific Ocean layed Megatron's rusted body.
"Megatron. Megatron. Megatron!" A voice shook him from his slumber. Megatron looked around for the voice, until his optics landed on the Chaos Bringer. "Unicron!"
"I do not understand. Why am I not one with the Allspark? Do I yet live?" He asked.
"You do not. Yet you cannot join the Allspark because my lifeblood once flowed through your veins." Unicron responded.
"Dark Energon." Megatron realized.
"It binds you to my Anti-Spark." Unicron said. "Optimus Prime used the Matrix of Leadership to imprison you within the Earth's core. So how is it that you speak to me now?" Megatron asked.
"The foolish Prime rendered only my material form dormant. But my energy form was roused from slumber when I sensed the awakening of an ancient rival across the cosmos." Unicron said.
"Primus. So it would seem that Optimus succeeded in restoring Cybertron after my demise." Megatron said.
"I now wish to finish what I began eons ago, and for that, my Anti-Spark requires a vessel." Unicron started.
"So, I will live again?" Megatron asked.
"Only to serve me." Unicron specified. "Your husk will simply be an instrument of my will." His optics glowed brighter, and back in the real world Megatron's purple optics snapped online. He groaned as his corpse rose itself up, before falling to his servos and knees. The spikes on his shoulders shrunk then grew bigger.
The digits on his servos grew longer. Megatron then roared into the ocean water, before a space ship, lit up by the Moon, burst forth from the water and took off for space.