Ravage opened his eyes and stepped from the machine, on two legs - a very different experience.

“Welcome, Agent Ravage”, said a purple Predacon. “Welcome indeed, tehehehehe…”

Ravage studied his new form as the purple Predacon, still cackling, left the chamber. The form was stronger, yet still as agile as his old one, well-armed, too. But its greatest feature, cloaking technology, required immediate testing Ravage felt.

The body carried Predacon badges, and was made from stolen Maximal technology (with a few tweaks), but he was neither. As he disappeared into nothingness, a smile crossed his panther-like face - “Decepticons Forever…”

The End...