Transformers Prime react to Beast Machines: Transformers

Revelations: Discovery (part 1)

"Sounds familiar..." Starscream then shrunk under, sometimes Megatron's plans were not often understood by him despite his self-proclaimed great intellect, especially when the latter glared.

"As much as I hate to admit it, this idiot here has, for once, proven me wrong." Megatron admitted.

"Your plans were never that clear to begin with, master." Starscream retorted.

"You're overstepping your bounds, Starscream." Megatron warned dangerously.

Along a dark shaft the Maximals treaded onwards had they stopped before a blocked entrance, Primal then stopped and ordered "Everyone. Revert back to Beast Forms before they track us here!" 

Everyone but Rattrap (who was already in Beast Form) complied, reverting back to Beast Mode. Primal then smashed a fist, opening up an entrance. When they passed through, was a revelation they discovered in horror.

"No way..." Cheetor spoke out in disbelief. He walked before a disassembled corpse of a Cybertronian. "I don't believe this..."

"No...." Prime was deeply horrified, his grip holding Elita's hand tighter than ribbons. The latter ignored the pain brought on her, as she was as horrified as her beloved. The Autobots were not far behind soon after.

The Predacons and the Renegatrons were in a mix from indifferent to apathetic.

The Maximals then approached onward, on what seems to be a dump. No, a graveyard, filled and loaded with Cybertronian corpses, compacted into large trash cubes.

Now the Autobots were horrified...

Prime felt such hopelessness and powerlessness. The entire population of Cybertron, reduced to trash, thrown away when their Sparks are taken away. "No...." he gasped.

While remaining stoic all the same, Megatron was deeply disturbed. While Predaking was outright angered; it reminded him of Megatron's destruction of his army in the yesteryear.

Rattrap sniffed out a Cybertronian corpse "No residual carbon scoring. These Sparks didn't go offline."

"They were removed." Primal deduced.

"Then they're still alive?" Cheetor inquired.

"Somewhere..." Primal replied.

Silently horrified, Blackarachnia wondered as she contemplated her previous memories of Silverbolt. Or what was left of them. She remembered him holding her into his arms when she was in Stasis Lock...

"Silverbolt... this is what happened to you? Whatever happened to you, I'll find you... or avenge you..." she silently vowed.

"He's still alive... but in where?" Silverbolt wondered.

Somehow, their moment of silence was interrupted when an Vehicon airborne squadron lead by Jetstorm started strafing towards their positions.

"Everyone, back into the tunnels!" Cheetor ordered. As soon as everyone but Optimus heeded Cheetor's order, they immediately fled to the nearest tunnels. But when Cheetor notices Optimus not following he wondered "Optimus?"

"I'm through hiding from Megatron." Primal snarled. "This is our planet, not his! Optimus Primal- SYNTHESIZE!" and transformed into Robot Form.

"TANKOR- PULVERIZE!!!" a certain tank Vehicon yelled.

Cheetor then looked back and saw Blackarachnia and Rattrap slowly backing away as Tankor then advanced, catching them before they could leave.