Tigatron eventually transforms to a robot form which appeared similar to Cheetor but with a white and black striped palette swap. He pulled out his gun and fired at Megatron, knocking him down with his minions.

"Oh right!" the Maximals cheered.

"Yeah!" the young Autobots cheered as Bumblebee and Smokescreen passed hands at each other.

"Lets do it!" Cheetor and the Maximals fired at the Predacons. Primal soon arrived to eventually get his payback by firing missiles at the Predacon team. They tried taking cover but upon heavy fire, they were supressed.

"Beast mode! Retreat! Retreat!" the Predacons rout from the battle, now outnumbered, but not before Megatron receives a parting gift that literally blows him up in the butt; compliments from Tigatron.

The Autobots and Megatron laughed at the Predacon's defeat. Megatron, because he was amused at seeing his descendant's overconfidence turn against him. Though Prime was the least amused, he was fortunate to see a pair of life forms safe at last.

"Blast you all!" Megatron cursed.

"Greetings." the white tiger Maximal introduced upon converting back to Beast Mode.

"Tigatron, I'm Optimus Primal, Maximal commander." he said upon landing before the recently awakened Tigatron, meeting him by transforming to Beast Mode.

"You had us worried for a while. We didn't know if you'd made it."

"Almost didn't. The crash... damaged my identity circuits. I didn't know... who I really was, or which side I was on... until... until I saw you, willing to risk your lives to save us." said Tigatron unsurely, even when he looked at the Maximals with sullen eyes.

"Well, we're just glad you came trough We could use another member of Maximal force. Our ship, or what's left of it, is due south about hundred kliks."

"NO!" Tigatron refused, but he managed to clear up why he refused " No, I'm sorry , but... no. I... am still more tiger than Maximal." He clarified even further "Until my identity circuits restore themselves, I feel my place is here, in the wilds with... with my kind. But you may count on my loyalty."

"I see." Prime commented.

"That is freedom for you. The 'right of all sentient beings', as you so often say." Megatron replied sarcastically.

Prime could not argue, but he didn't reply either.

"Sounds good to me." Rhinox agreed well enough.

"Yeah, we could use a scout out here, ya know, in case the preds get up to something.'" Rattrap suggested."

"Then it's settled. For now. But I have the feeling we'll meet again, Tigatron. And soon." 

Primal gave a salute of respect then departs the frozen north with the Maximals, leaving Tigatron alone in the north, where he felt he truly belongs.

"Let the trails lead where they may. I will follow." Tigatron mused then stares out in the north sky where the night remains as young.

"That's so beautiful." Arcee said.

"Are you-"

"No, Smokescreen, I'm not."

"Okay, okay." but the blue scout was innately believing that Arcee was lying.

"Are you all ready for... another viewing?"

When Omega Scion was met with agreements, he prepared the Orb once again for another viewing...