You've already done your last thing, Galvatron! Cambreaker professes as he dodges a tackle from the big Decepticon. He turns and shoulders Galvatron hard in the back, making him stumble and lose his balance.
Your time here is FINISHED! Cambreaker uses the back of his axe to smash away more of the shrouding from the diabolical machine's chamber. In moments, Galvatron is charging him again, firing and cursing wildly. A blast slams into Cambreaker's left shoulder armor.
I said GIVE UP! Cambreaker grapples the Emperor of destruction as he tries another tackle, getting his body low and grabbing for the beast's purple cranium. Eventually, Cambreaker flings him away. The din of the massacre below has faded, and the Autobot guerrillas look in shock and tension.
Cambreaker uses the seconds of reprieve from the Decepticon's assault to raise his axe above the skun Autobot on the altar before him.
Galvatron looks on in horror, his microprocessors playing out the results of this next piece in great detail. It was too late. Cambreaker realized what the infernal device was, and, in destroying it, would truly ruin everything. There would be no coming back, only certain destruction. The reckless Autobot, Galvatron, and perhaps all those present would be destroyed, completely and utterly.
The axe blade glinted and flashed, dropping through the air toward Elita-1. It connected, severing the remnants of her torso in two. Immediately, the universe began to destabilize. Her final destruction, coupled with the energy absorbed by the machine from Galvatron's stray blast, overloaded the delicate circuitry that controlled the space-time fissure deep in her heart. The now-familiar rift tore open, quickly devouring the machine, as Cambreaker stumbled back. It crackled and whirled menacingly, drawing corpses, dirt, and all other flotsam and jetsam into it's dark folds.
You first, creep.
Cambreaker kicked him into the black tear.
as the tear grew and warped the space and time flow around it, Cambreaker stepped toward the guerrillas, slack-jawed with horror.
Autobots... My time here, too, is through. Go forth and rebuild. Return to Cybertron. Use what I have taught you to defeat their scattered forces. Leave this planet, Earth. It's inhabitants will only betray you while you are weak. Find the secret to survival.....
He stepped back, letting the rift draw him in, disappearing into the blackness. The tear abated instantly, all having been set right again. It left only a smoldering hemispherical crater on the hilltop, having cleaned away all the evidence of what had happened here, save for the fine gray dust settling in the bottom of the caldera.
Cambreaker came to in the asteroid lab, his body smoking, his head spinning. His head... He was looking at his headless, upgraded body before him.
Cambreaker transformed into his Headmaster mode, and hopped down off of his old body. His new one immediately sense him, lifted him, and applied him upon the shoulders. Cambreaker, attached to his armored transtector, reached down and grabbed the axe.
After a moment's consideration, he holstered it and strode out toward the docked Ætherspite.