Since there never was a Season 5 I decided to write a Season 5. This is one issue. It takes place somewhere in the middle. Keep in mind the first episode details Unicron's return. Season 5. Episode Number # “Yesterdays Heroes” The SHIP drifts through space. It is an AUTOBOT ship. Drifting towards the camera, silently, as if it isn’t moving at all. CUT TO INT. SHIP. Inside we see the crew. GRIMLOCK, a robotic DINOBOT of immense strength and power. Pacing back and forth is INFERNO, an autobot warrior. Piloting the vessel is JAZZ, former right hand man to OPTIMUS PRIME. Cleaning his gun is BLUESTREAK, his face grimaced. CAMERA ON BLUESTREAK BLUESTREAK (to INFERNO) What kind of a mission is this... INFERNO stops in mid-stride; looks towards BLUESTREAK. INFERNO A boring one! (Beat) JAZZ, you remember the old days don’t cha’ CAMERA ON JAZZ as he sits piloting, he turns his head slightly. JAZZ Yeah (beat) Back when we were Prime’s top dogs. BLUESTREAK Now we are nothing (beat) Investigating abandoned Quintesson mines for NIGHTBEAT. CAMERA ON BLUESTREAK as he turns his attention back towards cleaning his gun. GRIMLOCK Me Grimlock no like this mission. JAZZ We know! INFERNO You’ve only been saying that for the last 20 astro cycles. (Beat) Say, BLUESTREAK. Why’d you bring that thing with you anyways. CAMERA ON BLUESTREAK as he pauses from cleaning his gun. He looks at it briefly and then back towards INFERNO. BLUESTREAK Never know when you’re gonna need it. INFERNO almost scoffs at the statement as he returns to his incessent pacing. CAMERA ON JAZZ as he observes space quietly. He has not been acting himself lately. The once great warrior is worn. He feels as though the weight on the world has crushed him. He is yesterday’s heroes. GRIMLOCK comes over next to JAZZ and extends one of his short T-REX hands, touching an instrument on the dial. A radio TUNE, Modern Jazz, comes from a radio. GRIMLOCK starts dancing. GRIMLOCK (dancing to music) Me GRIMLOCK demand you cheer up. JAZZ frowns disapprovingly and turns the dial “off”. JAZZ Not now brotha. GRIMLOCK looks perplexed. GRIMLOCK Why you no like music no more? JAZZ I do it’s just... JAZZ POV. The CAMERA PANS as he looks over at his Autobot companions. Both of whom look as though they will never see combat again. JAZZ ...We’re all feeling a little left out. GRIMLOCK walks away. JAZZ turns his attention back towards the piloting the SHIP. The CAMERA PANS towards the view ahead. A PLANET, if anyone would call it that. It’s small. The planet appears to be 50% ocean, golden ocean. The rest is a wasteland. JAZZ Coming in on PLANET GALGANETH 7. CUT TO EXT. SHIP. As it hovers over the PLANET. CUT TO POV SITE of WEAPON which appears to be targeting the SHIP. CUT TO SHIP ENTERING the small PLANET’s atmosphere. CUT TO INT. SHIP. CAMERA ON BLUESTREAK examining a screen on the computer. BLUESTREAK JAZZ, there is a blip on the screen? CAMERA ON JAZZ as he examines a screen on his consol. JAZZ What do you mean? I do see a* CUT TO EXT. SHIP as it gets hit by a missile. EXPLOSION. Huge. Ripping the SHIP in half. We have no idea whether the crew is alive or dead. CUT TO EXT. SKY of PLANET; GRIMLOCK falling from the SHIP. MID AIR he descends faster and faster. He hits a giant pool in a GOLDEN LAGOON. SPLASH. He sinks, bubbles, then nothing. CUT TO AUTOBOTS INFERNO, BLUESTREAK and JAZZ falling fast. They hit a giant PILE of waste and refuse, CRUNCH!. CAMERA ON INT. PLANET as BLUESTREAK, JAZZ and INFERNO climb out of the pile. CAMERA ON BLUESTREAK as he extends his hand out towards INFERNO who has fallen in an awkward position. BLUESTREAK pulls him upright. INFERNO dusts himself off. JAZZ Well they say any landing you walk away from is a good landing. INFERNO Ugh! (Pulls a piece of sharpnel from his “butt”). Does that even qualify as a landing? (Beat) Where is GRIMLOCK? A series of noises, like metal grinding against metal...and lots of it...is heard in the distance. It sounds almost like SHARKTICONS The AUTOBOTS are startled at the noise. BLUESTREAK Well that certainly isn’t him. THE CAMERA PANS around the group as SHARKTICONS get up from every which way, all around them from underneath the ground. BLUESTREAK fires his rifle in a circular pattern, but he does little to fend them off. They jump then. FADE TO BLACK. FADE IN INT. GOLDEN LAGOON. GRIMLOCK’S POV: His eyes open in an underwater paradise. GOLDEN mechanical fish swim past his field of view. The water is pure gold. Nothing, absolutely nothing could ruin this moment. CRASH! CUT TO GRIMLOCK flipping to avoid a claw from a giant robotic CRAB. GRIMLOCK transforms to ROBOT MODE in mid flip. He stands tall, taking out a double barreled rifle. The CRAB takes another swipe, GRIMLOCK dodges. CRAB None shall feed! CAMERA ON GRIMLOCK gets a gnash on his shoulder. He pulls out a sword, plunging it into the CRAB’s head. The head splits in two, like a egg shell. GRIMLOCK struggles slightly to free the sword but finally it jars loose. GRIMLOCK Feed that! GRIMLOCK afixes his view upward to see light towards the surface of the water. He is not sure what too make of this place. He begins to swim his way to the surface. CUT TO EXT. LAGOON. GRIMLOCK rises out of the water, covered in purple sea weed. He forcefully grabs the seaweed and removes it from his body. He is dripping wet from the GOLDEN waters. CUT TO GRIMLOCK’S POV. CAMERA PANS around the landscape revealing a wasteland of parts, refuse, slime, not unlike JUNKION. The major difference are it’s flowing rivers of GOLD. CAMERA ON GRIMLOCK examining himself as if he were seeing his own body for the first time. CLOSE UP ON GRIMLOCK’s hand as he holds it in front of his face. FOCUS ON his face: the CAMERA shifts the focus from the hand to the in the background. GRIMLOCK (lowering his hand) Me am... (beat) head clear. FAR SHOT of GRIMLOCK as he walks away from the LAGOON. He walks further and further until he starts to reach the end of the screen. CAMERA FOLLOWING GRIMLOCK as he walks past a metal forest of sharpnel and refuse. GRIMLOCK SMASHES through a metal “TREE” and breaks into a CLEARING. CAMERA ON EXT. CLEARING: In the center of this clearing lies the remains of the ship that took the AUTOBOTS to this mysterious PLANET. GRIMLOCK walks towards it slowly. He takes his steps cautiously so as to not arose attention.