Transformers Prime react to Beast Wars: Transformers

Introduction

A hole opens and a drill protudes through it until it is pulled out, revealing blue lens. Farther away, it reveals the face of a green and white mixed metallic being.

"Ugh, rust. Hate it when it gets on the chassis."

A chuckle echoes.

"You just hate doing the rusty work, Bulk."

It revealed two mechs drilling through the rust-made wall.

"Well, I wouldn't let it get on my servos, Jackie."

The white but slightly shorter mech, Wheeljack, elicited a smirk.

"Allow me." 

He took the drill from Bulkhead, his best friend and drilled another hole in the rusted wall, opening it wide enough for him to pass through.

"Scrap, it's dark."

He later converted himself to a vehicle with it's lights flashed on and accelerated through the dark hallway. Alongside a green heavy-duty vehicle.

"Whoa, this is quite spooky. I wonder how long this highway goes on? Cycles?"

"Maybe cycles more during the war, Bulk. Looks like no-bots used this when the Cons raged war on our afts!"

"That makes us the first to be here since the war."

They continued accelerating through and through until they suddenly stopped and converted back to their walking forms, where they walked toward what may seem to be a Cybertronian resting in a throne.

"A surviving Cybertronian?"

Wheeljack went in to check the seemingly inert Cybertronian.

"Huh, he looks shut down."

He then opens his Spark chamber.

"But his Spark is still intact. Doesn't look like it's left his chassis."

Bulkhead then puts a finger on his ear.

"Ratchet, come in. We got ourselves a live Cybertronian down here in the Iacon Undergrounds, just below Alpha Trion's archives."

"Bring him to me, Bulkhead. I'll get to work on him as soon as you arrive."

"Copy that."

He takes off the finger on his com button.

"Alright, Jackie, let's-"

"GAH!!!"

Wheeljack found his throat on a clenched grip of a hand.

"You... dare... disturb... my... slumber?!"

"Sorry for that. And for this!"

Wheeljack kicks off the taller reactivated Cybertronian and transforms.

"Let's get outta here!"

He accelerates to full gear and speeds off, followed by Bulkhead and calls Ratchet via coms.

"Ratchet! Ratchet! Requesting backup! Our Cybertronian's woken up and he's mad! Requesting backup now!"

"Acknowledged, Wheeljack! Reinforcements are on the way!"

"Trespassers!.... will... be... DESTROYED!"

The Cybertronian emits energy that flows like electricity from his arms and casts them on the fleeing automobiles, prompting the duo to suerve in serpentine formation every time the energy strikes upon them like lightning.

"Sparks, Jackie, this bot isn't messing around!"

"Then quit whining and go faster, Bulk!"

Despite moving on their top speeds, the Cybertronian was keeping up with them, his legs transformed into a pair of propellers, spinning fast enough to form a whirlwind raging like a storm.