The Revived Black Central Power Battery!

Donnie did not alert anyone and left Cybertron quietly. Nearly five hundred million residents on the planet were still living leisurely. Some Transformers discussed which flavor of Super Energy Crystal tasted best, while a group of Mutants and Kryptonians who had come from the satellites agonized over how to avoid the big guys' feet. Donnie slipped away and headed into the pitch-black universe. Something was calling to him. It was... the scent of death.