"Why, so you do." Megatron replied sardonically and fired, blasting Tarantulas to pieces.

"Called it. You'd think that Megs there would care about his minions? They're fodder to him." Cliffjumper spoke out.

Megatron shuddered. He had treated everything as fodder before. Nowadays, he became reclusive.

"Now, are there any other stupid Maximal ploys you wish to try?" challenged Megatron.

"Well, how's this, Scale-belly?" as Rattrap came down behind them and fired, bereaving the Predacons of their weapons, except Megatron's.

"Gotcha!" quipped Rattrap as he laughed. Megatron glared daggers.

"Good plan. Except you forgot Predatron's cannon, rat." Wheeljack pointed out.

"Wha-?" Megatron heard a rumbling in the distance as the rest of the Maximals arrived in force, bursting through Tarantula's lab.

"No-one move!" threatened Primal.

The Combaticons cackled seeing Airazor clutching towards Primal's leg.

Megatron glared, but notices Rattrap walking under him.

"Pffft!" blurbed Air Raid.

"Hey, Scrap-ape! Nice of you to show, but, we've already been here and... done that." Rattrap said.

"Situation under control." Dinobot reported.

"No, it isn't." commented Bulkhead.

"I think not, no." Megatron spat out. "For I still have...the counter-virus." holding the vial. "And unless you immediately convert to beast mode, and surrender, your green comrade will soon go off-line... permanently!" he threatened.

Primal glared, but Rhinox told him "Don't..."

"No choice. Right now our first priority is your survival. Beast Mode." The Maximals followed, seemingly capitulated to Megatron.

"There are times when I would prefer to be a Predacon." Dinobot followed as well.

Megatron gloated. "You see? A bargaining chip is always useful. But now the game is over." he turned to the Maximals.

"I could have told you that overconfidence is one's undoing when I had a message or something." spat out Megatron.

But Rhinox sat down as if he had an upset stomach.

"What's wrong?" Primal asked.

"Wild bean vines...Hard to digest..." the rhino Maximal then turned around.

"Do not turn your back on me, Maximal scum!" Megatron spat out, angered that one of them would dare turn back on him.

"On the contrary, it will be you whose back will be turned!" jeered Starscream

"Oh, no." Megatron realized. "Not that!" he began to scream once Rhinox let loose quite a flatulence that bursted a barrier of Energon out from outer space and rocked the Earth as if a nuclear strike had bursted out of the planet.

Having ducked, the Maximals poked their heads out on the devastated ruins of Tarantulas' laboratory.

"Oh, that did it!" Primal spoke out, revolted at the cloud of flatulence that remained and ordered "Let's go!"

"Not without the counter-virus!" Rattrap overturned the table and grabbed the vial "Gotcha!"

In the Axalon, Rhinox was making a recovery by drinking the counter-virus like a drinking hat.

Knockout laughed. "Ah memories. Back when humans wore such attire so that they would not bother carrying their assortments across their courts."

"Oh man, sounds like them days in the Slaughterball courts, eh Cliff?"

"You said it, Jazz!"

"A little welding, a little paint, and hey...and the joint will look like home again!" Rattrap complimented as he was welding the damages in the Axalon.

"Well, that's because you're used to rat-holes." Dinobot spat out.

"Never ends, does it?" asked Primal, as Cheetor shook his head. Together they rearranged the command table. They hear Rhinox was about to sneeze, but instead of bursting Energon out from his chassis, he sneezed three times that spun him around, knocking him off his chair.

"Sorry..." Rhinox apologized. "It could have been worse, right?"

"That aside, I'm glad to see the counter-virus had done it's work curing Rhinox of the virus." commented Ratchet. "I wonder if we would suffer such afflictions, though such a case would be extremely rare."

"Clarify, Ratchet." Prime ordered.

"Well, to be fair, a virus that causes Energon shortages by sneezing similar to those humans do when they're ill would not likely be found anywhere, so such a chance a Cybertronian had to be afflicted would be much less than common. I will consult with Knockout with remedies for such a disease."

"You've made the right choice." said the aforementioned doctor gleefully.

In the Predacon side, they woke up, Megatron groused embarassingly "This is certainly the most humiliating defeat of my entire career...yesss......" as he and his minions were clinged on to a tree, that Waspinator fell over.

The Predacons could not have known defeat in any other than the likes of Rhinox. Because he had use the virus against them.

Laughter would likely be heard for cycles on end in the end of the viewing, prompting Omega Scion to stop and wait for his audience, halting the Orb in the process.