The Enforcer,The Fighter and A Scavenger

Strategy and execution [7]

"Huh,I think I can remove that for you."
Smudge paced over to his box,rummaging through it and pulling out what looked to be a modified scrambler. He pressed it to the tag and it fell to the floor with a clatter. "All gone." He smiled.
"Let's see that alt now."
Cyberstrike stood up and transformed in the cavern. There was enough room to do so but the results could be comparable to a cave monster. "Primus your loud!" Smudge exclaimed as Cyberstrike idled in the cave. He circled cyber,eyeing him for a moment. "Alright that's enough."
He shifted out of his alt mode,shaking slightly. It had been almost 4 and a half years since he had actually used his alt,something rumbled in his chest instinctively now.
"Let's go,you need to be in the rink before dusk and it's already getting dark out,I can do a quick claw job when we get there." Smudge said abruptly,tossing the tag and scrambler in his box and walking to the entrance of the cave.
"Are you coming?" Smudge asked,breaking Cybersteike out of his dazed trance.
Fluorescent lighting trickled onto the red mechs paint causing his outline to become a glimmering purple blur. His optics shone with a sort of hope that reignited cyber's own. "Yeah."

Smudge led Cyberstrike to an abandoned wasteyard,he revealed a trap door hidden behind a pile of scrap that steeply led down with thin little wire lights being the only thing allowing vision.
Cyber was told he had 18 minutes before he would have to wait for another battle and decided to make his pace faster,smudge had  no trouble keeping up though.
"So where do I wait-" Cyberstrike half asked as he came out of the tunnel like staircase. He came to a pause to take in the large area.
Bots were flooded everywhere,most huddled in small groups around a certain bot,buffing them with a polisher,healing gushing energon wounds of simply talking.
Lights fluttered overhead,instead of the normal stationary lighting they were glow bugs. But Cybers attention was drawn to the large caged circle in the distance,the cage went to the ceiling and was heavily enforced with a short metal base.
"Wow...this is more put together than I originally assumed..."Cyber said,slightly shaky from the overwhelming space and amount of bots. How many of them will be watching me...?
"Therma! Get over here,I've found a bot to take some of the heat of your shoulders!" Smudge shouted to a blue,white and red mech standing from a distance. It appeared to be a seeker by the looks of it.
The bot ran over speedily,some urgency showing.
"Get him ready to go up there,their calling the first round up,hes assigned to be the second round!"Therma snapped,eyeing Cyberstrike a bit wryly. 

Smudge wasted no time in pulling a dremel from his box,taking Cyberstrikes clawed hand into his and sanding it down sharp.
He let the drill sit on a spot for a moment and it created a sharp edge,serrating them.
That would only make slashed bleed more and be more painful.
Smudge did his job quickly,finishing in a minute at most. "Uh...ok let me see your blades,are they dull?"
Smudge observed the blades and ran the dremil over them quickly.

"Your going up against Kinderflame,he has nothing sharp but watch out for his arms,they're hot panels and I've seen bots come out with melted faces."Smudge instructed,looking Cyberstrike in the optics.

"I recomend hugging the center of the rink,hes known for pinning bots on the fence and tackling,keep your senses sharp."
Cyberstrike nodding,taking his information in. His spark was racing,he had to come out of it alive.
Cyber got a flash of livewire in his head,crystal blue optics with deeper meaning that he could understand and a smile that shone like 100 suns.
He had to.

"Second round fighters please come to the entrances!" A speaker announced gruffly over a mic. Cyberstrike almost felt sick he was so nervous,he nodded his goodbye to Smudge and Therma and headed off to one of the lit up cage entrances.
This was it. Now was his moment.