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The elevator came to a stop and the door opened slowly. It was far too deep below for any sort of light to move around other than the light in the lift. Prism looked around to the best of her abilities. It was a large room indeed. The wall seemed to be a little higher than the one in Nightscream's lab, and it spread out far left and right. 

Prism transferred auxiliary power to the lights adorning her body. She was a bot of war, designed for big, flashy demolitions and meant to take a hit. Her spark wouldn't be too taxed turning her into a lantern, just as long as she didn't start flaring her weapons at everything at the same time. 

[color=00aeef]"Alright big guy, let's have a looksee."[/color] The bot turned to look at Sklog before turning back around. Prism glowed a pleasant blue, illuminated the immediate area around her. Her eyes widened upon seeing a few parts laying around, the floor stained with oils and various other liquids. [color=00aeef]"What happened here...?"[/color]

Prism began to look around. The part that the floor was littered by scraps and parts of what she assumed were failed decepticon trainees wasn't surprising, but the fact that they were mutilated obviously after death, and maybe even during, is what startled her. 

It seemed that Megatron had a similar idea to Optimus in regards to their home planet. Leave a few 'Cons and 'Bots to fight other what's left, and when they winning faction returns home, they can wipe out any remaining opposition. 

[color=00aeef]"Someone tried to fight their way out."[/color] Prism noted to herself, her hand drifting over one of the several holes on the floor. They varied in size and depth, but she knew that it was much more than a sparring match then went down. 

She didn't want to report in to Nightscream. Not yet. Unless they were dying or being attacked by someone more than a demowoman and a massive hunk of metal, she wasn't going to say anything yet.

She continued looking around, but her search stopped when she found a bot on the ground.

Dead of course, she looked at the body in question with that already inserted in her mind. She looked over the body. The left arm was missing, as were both of the legs. Whoever they were, they also seemed to have had a full set of wings at some point, and most likely an antenna to match the other one on its head. The chunks of missing parts all around the body and the cavity in their chest made it obvious as to what happened.

But what really happened?

[color=00aeef]"Sklog. You know this guy? I don't remember and bug con's. Especially any with missing legs."[/color]