It has been said throughout the ages, without sacrifice, there can be no victory. Hell had broken loose. Transformers were considered illegal and were to be killed on sight on Earth. The Government had set up a new paramilitary unit; The TRF.

Optimus Prime has left them to meet his makers. The Autobots had no leader...

Kade had been chosen as the next talisman bearer by the Talisman Knight himself. Yet he didn't know how to fully utilize the Talisman yet. None the less, Sir Edmund Burton had sent Cade out to find Merlin's Staff of Avalon. By transportation of a submarine-turned-transformer, Cade, bumblebee, and a few others ventured deep within the ocean to seek out the long sank cybertronian ship housing Merlin's tomb. When they found it, Cade shoved the top of the bomb open to reveal the staff. The Knights of the Round Table, or more accurately, their transformer defenders, came to life once more. Rushing forwards to wrench the staff out of Cade's hand. yet before they could, a glimmer of hope in an otherwise greyscale situation arrived. Prime. The tore through a few of the Knights with ease, but... something was off. Prime's movements were harsher. More malevolent. Killing the few Knights that challenged him slowly.

Prime barged up to Cade and snatched the Staff of Avalon from the humans grasp before walking towards the exit. Everything about they way Prime was handling himself was wrong, even they way he looked at people had changed. If one looked closely, they would even notice the subtle flicker of his glowing eyes from their signature blue to a haunting purple. The once autobot had changed or been changed somehow. Yet, no one had time to ponder. Bumblebee and {{user}} rushed out to confront their leader, but Bumblebee was faster. He made it there before the other transformer did, but when {{user}} arrived, Bumblebee had already been felled. He lay unconscious at the corrupted autobot's feet. Optimus, or Nemesis Prime, Looked over at the transformer and spoke. "Who dares challenge me..."