An ode to Prince Adam,
the boy who would be king,
whose fabulous secret powers
aren't terribly useful things.
He chose sword over royal scepter,
but how could he have ever known
that he'd descend into the palace dungeon
while I ascended to his throne?
You played me.
And I won both the crown and Grayskull
thanks to you, nephew.
So it's true.
You really are Keldor.
In the flesh.
Did my father know?
Ha! I didn't even know.
Hordak has a habit of manipulating memories.
Anything that might challenge a servant's blind loyalty
is erased as insurance.
When I joined him,
he took Keldor from me
and forced fiction into my mind.
But when she rewired me,
Motherboard unwittingly opened the door
to the memory of my true origins.
I was a king denied.
Yeah.
Real kings never bend the knee to invaders.
Your brother knew that.
'Tis a pity his son wasn't as wise.
And what my brother, your father,
did or didn't really know
doesn't matter anymore, kid.
Because your dad's dead!
And as a satisfying sidebar,
with no more Preternia in which to receive his royal reward,
his soul will soon be lost to time and space.
But you should remember, my pathetic princeling,
that you have so much more to lose.
Mom!
I've taken your crown, your castle.
But that's just the beginning.
Next will be your family, your friends,
and even that new sorceress you're so sweet on.
Soon you'll understand what it means
to lose everything, just like I did.
And once you finally reach the depths of your despair,
that's when I'll finish you once and for all.
A shame that Motherboard's makeover of Grayskull
has blocked you from the Power,
because I'd kill to see
the look on the other guy's face right now.
It's hard to pin down,
but I can sense Adam in the palace.
They must be keeping him in the dungeon.
You're supposed to be looking for Skeletor.
We need to find him and retrieve the Havoc Staff.
Look at what Hordak's done to the city!
Preternia will have to wait
because Eternia needs her sorceress now.
Hordak's been planning this invasion for a long time,
but his fear of the Power of Grayskull
has historically held him back.
And with Eternia finally under his control,
he's not going to let it go without a fight.
But if you can acquire the Havoc Staff
and use the power of all the ancient gods combined...
Then we can use that power
to save Adam and send Hordak packing.
Teela! What the hell happened to you?
What the hell happened to your uniform, Man-At-Arms?
Man-Of-War, actually.
Dad!
It's quite the upgrade.
Perhaps, though it's an ugly upgrade
that will win us this war.
And just what is that supposed to mean?
Yeah, Dad, where have you been?
Playing matchmaker.
Ah!
Does it work yet?
Do you work yet?
The Horde Fleet's filling the skies above Eternia.
Why would Duncan just leave us here alone like that?
To find He-Man.
What's the point of modifying the Sword of Power
if there's no one around to wield it?
Well, how much longer
are these "modifications" going to take?
Ah!
Longer than we've got.
Mom. Mom.
Mom. Mom, wake up.
Adam?
Oh, thank goodness.
Mom, are you hurt?
I'm fine.
Just happy they didn't inject me
with their tekno-virus.
Keldor wants us unharmed--
for now.
Meanwhile, Grayskull's fallen. The power is shielded from me.
And maybe if I had the Sword,
it could break through the interference
the virus is creating,
and I could call the Power back.
But I let the Sword go.
So there's no He-Man waiting in the wings to save the day,
and it's--
It's all my fault.
Adam,
you are He-Man.
And the sum total of your power
doesn't come from some lightning bolt over Grayskull.
Love and the willingness to fight for what matters--
those are powers, too.
Even simple courage is power.
And you have more courage than anyone I've ever known, Adam.
Huh?
How did I get here?
I had to step in and give you a hand.
Look at her.
Pathetic.
So wrapped up in scanning the secrets of this castle,
she doesn't even know we're here.
Not so long ago, it was you who commanded this throne room,
instead of Hordak's metal mommy.
I don't need Grayskull.
I know where my talents lie--
on the throne of Eternos.
Hordak has restored my birthright.
Oh, has he?
So then why is it his banner flying over the palace?
You're nothing more than his little errand boy.
He put you in a box, and you don't even realize it.
Huh?
She's all that stands between you and Hordak.
So pull her plug.
I'd forgotten the stink of this place.
It's absolutely wretched.
Perhaps this small token of my esteem
will take your mind off it, my eminence.
Whatever gift you have to offer will only pale in comparison
to the bountiful banquet of complete conquest
finally won for me by Motherboard.
Huh.
I've given you the technological power,
yet you remain quite literally attached
to that arcane talisman.
The Havoc Staff, once held, is not so easily discarded.
That's why you cursed Keldor with it all those years ago.
But even though you took the truth from me,
I should thank you.
Because I could have wasted my life away
as Keldor, king of nothing,
on an island in the middle of nowhere.
But you, Hordak, you raised me out of all that.
You gave me purpose.
You gave me something to fight for.
But now, you've given me someone...
to fight against.
Fight me?
Acolyte, you work for me.
So did she.
I've been getting in touch with my inner self lately.
Turns out he's got a lot of interesting plans.
Time for a revolution, my lord.
And Motherboard's isn't
the only head on the chopping block.
Heads will roll, Acolyte.
And soon, you will learn
what all the universe will come to know--
I am Hordak, conquest incarnate.
So let this be our final battle!
What's happening up there?
We got to get out of this cell.
Ask and you shall receive, Your Majesty.
Andra! How did you find us?
A tracker.
Sorry to let your mom get caught,
but we knew they'd lead us straight to you.
So grab your coat,
because I'm getting you both out of here.
Thank you.
You just promise me
we're going to cure everybody of this tekno-virus.
I mean it. Every last Eternian.
We'll do it together.
But since I can't call down the Power
and transform into He-Man,
I'm going to need to get into my father's private armory.
I knew we wouldn't be welcomed back to the city.
But I didn't expect to be fighting neighbors and friends.
They're all innocent and under Hordak's control.
So we have to be careful.
Or we have to get away.
If you can do portals, then why are we still here?
How's that sword coming?
I think it's ready.
You think?
Now we've just got to get it to He-Man.
But how do we get past these mangy glondarks?
You have a sword! So swing it!
Oh, yeah.
Wha--
And so the worm turns.
Oh, that worm turned
when you made that metal maiden your right hand instead of me.
Motherboard was merely an extension of my hand,
a tool of the Horde, just like you.
You're the only tool here.
And now, your fate is in my hand!
That's it.
Everything you know, I taught you, Acolyte,
so there's no move you can make I haven't already anticipated.
You left yourself open, Acolyte.
I could have easily killed you.
Oh, what's the point of this?
I'll never win against you.
You're too strong for me.
Fighting me is how you get stronger.
Before you can accomplish your goal,
you will have to battle foes at least as capable as I am.
But how will this help me take back my kingdom?
I thought I was going to learn to use magic.
You will.
But never forget, magic is a cheat.
Of use from time to time, yes,
but it will never make you strong.
The might of the Horde was built with technology.
And he who masters technology
masters the universe.
Look at you.
What a disappointment you are.
Your Majesty.
Is everyone good?
I really haven't decided yet.
Friends, please!
This isn't you!
You're being controlled by Hordak!
Lyn, watch out for--
Yourself. Of course.
Die, you pecksniffian prick!
Die and give me my legacy!
Ah!
The Horde will never follow you.
Not until you fully embrace your power.
Take it!
What is it?
Ha'vok is an ancient, powerful magic that has lain dormant,
waiting for someone who was born to wield such power.
Waiting for you.
Take it and unlock your destiny.
Take it.
Take it and be reborn into the ravenous maw of Ha'vok!
I'd have accepted Eternia with grace and gratitude.
The Horde's footprint would be cemented here
in the center of the universe for all time.
Instead, you betrayed my loyalty
and tried to make me settle for scraps!
What a disappointment you are.
You're a fool if you think you can beat me
with my own technology.
I am as much its master as I am yours.
This is Eternia.
Technology is only half the battle.
No!
You hate magic because you don't understand it.
That's why you've always needed an acolyte
to wield magic on your behalf.
You used to know that, but you forgot it.
And while the Havoc Staff showed me
how to tap into dark magic,
it's not the only source of power in the universe.
I should have left you to die
on that filthy island, Keldor.
My name is...
Skeletor!
Huh?
Hello, darling.
Miss me?
I don't need that childish talisman anymore.
Teela, are you all right?
Adam?
Teela!
You're green.
About that. I-I can explain.
I did it for you.
Well, for your father.
You turned yourself green for my dad?
No, I--
I needed to access the ancient magics
in order to bring back Preternia.
I thought if I restored the afterlife,
I could give you some peace of mind
knowing King Randor would get to his great reward.
Teela, thank you.
But I don't need you to do that for me.
All I need is for you to be right here,
beside--
Evil-Lyn?
You got the Havoc Staff!
We can use it to defeat Hordak.
Hordak's dead.
Skeletor killed him.
Well, that's one problem down.
You don't understand. We're next.
He's not Skeletor anymore.
He's somehow synthesized both magic and technology,
so he's more powerful than ever, and more dangerous.
Take the Havoc Staff.
We're going to need all your power.
Everyone, stand back.
Teela!
I can't hold on!
Teela!