By some miracle, the ship landed safely. "Phew! That was a close call!" said Arcee as the shaken group climbed out of the damaged ship.

The downed party explored their strange jungle surroundings. They didn't know it but they were being watched. Spying eyes in the thicket of overgrown bushes and tangled trees followed their every move.

"Hope you can get this ship back off the ground, Kup," Hot Rod said doubtfully.

"What place this?" Sludge wanted to know.

"Feels like enemy territory to me!" Hot Rod answered.

Then Kup spoke the name of the place all of them most dreaded. "Quintesson!" he declared.

The instant Kup uttered that name, a savage animal-like scream pierced the air. "Aiyeeeeeee!" It came from Wheelie, the wild boy of Quintesson. He sprung from the bushes in a flash. "Look back! Quintessons attack!" he yelled to the Autobots.

Before the Autobots could act, Wheelie took charge. He hurled one firestone after another with non-stop lightning-fast precision over their heads. His target was a band of enemy Quintessons stealthily approaching the Autobots from the rear.

ZING! ZING! The firestones whirled through the air. The mob of Quintesson soldiers ran for cover from the fiery ammunition. The Quintessons had planned a surprise attack on the Autobots. They failed, thanks to the fearless boy of the jungle!

Once the Quintessons were out of sight, Wheelie turned to go. "Wait! Who are you?" Hot Rod asked.

Wheelie stopped and stared at the strangers, puzzled. Could they be his own kind finally come to rescue him? he wondered. He answered Hot Rod. "Wheelie my name. Wheelie ask same," he said.

Hot Rod introduced everyone to their newfound ally. They all had questions for Wheelie.

"What are you doing here?"

"Are there others like you?"

"How long have you lived here?"

Before long each side knew the other's story. Suddenly Wheelie said, "Quintessons return to finish fight. Wheelie say get out of sight!" He led Hot Rod and his group away from the crash area.

They hadn't gotten far when the Autobots realised they were being followed. The Quintessons had returned with the Sharkticons! In seconds, they attacked!

Now in dino mode, Sludge swung his armoured tail at the Sharkticons and smashed three of them into sheet metal. Swoop rose high in the sky and fired his missiles at the enemy with deadly accurate aim. Grimlock caught the unlucky Quintessons in his powerful jaws and broke them in two. CRUNCH! Slag spewed his fiery breath at the enemy! SWOOSH! They melted into pools of liquid metal.

While the Dinobots, Kup, and Arcee held off the enemy, Wheelie signalled Hot Rod to follow him. "Do not fear, Wheelie get you out of here!" he said. Hot Rod and Wheelie both transformed into their auto modes and raced through the jungle to the spot where Wheelie's parents' wrecked ship had crash landed. The strange corkscrew-shaped ship lay dark and battered.

"Hot Rod, you are smart. Can you get the ship to start?" Wheelie asked.

Right away Hot Rod saw what was wrong with the ship. He repaired the damage in no time. The corkscrew ship was all set to rocket off the unfriendly planet. Hot Rod revved up the engine and hoped his friends would hear the roar and follow it.

Wheelie kept watch outside the ship. All of a sudden, he felt the earth trembling beneath his feet. Surrounding trees toppled from their roots. "For friends' sake, not now an earthquake!" Wheelie gasped.

But it was not an earthquake. The victorious Autobots and Dinobots were making a speedy return from the battleground. And with each quick stride the Dinobots shook the ground with their great strength.

When they got close enough they heard the purring of the corkscrew engine. Closer still, they saw Wheelie motioning for them to get onboard. The small troop knew they were homeward bound. "Yaay!" they all cheered. Within seconds they were aboard and ready for takeoff.

Outside, Wheelie waved a sad goodbye to the departing visitors.

"Wait a minute!" said Hot Rod to Wheelie. "We're not leaving you behind! Climb aboard, friend."

Wheelie smiled and eagerly climbed into the spaceship. As they sped off into the blue yonder, Wheelie gazed at the planet which was his home for such a long time. He sighed a deep sigh and said, "Wheelie gone ... from Quintesson!"