Song: Shadows of War by Erik Ekholm

Character: The Fallen from TF: ROTF

Genre: Suspense

As the ancient mech surveyed the surrounding city of Kaon, he could feel the ominous looming of war spread over the city.

He knew it was time.

He did not care about what his brothers, the other Primes, felt about him nor his actions at this point.

The fools they where, the other Primes, for the old ways were gone. A new dawn for Cybertron was about to begin.

The Fallen, he had been outcasted by his brother, for his radical motives.

They were his brothers no more, they were his enemies.

He would show them the true power he had, the true meaning of being a Prime.

The unimaginable Power! The control!

He could feel the desire, the lust for power, begin to grow.

And he embraced it.

Cybetron would be thrown into a blood civil war, he had seen in his visions.

He knew, the golden age for Cybetron was nearly done.

The Fallen would ready his troops and strike.

The Council of Iacon, the Autobot capital of Cybetron, would be his first target.

Suddenly, the sound of gunshots was heard.

The Fallen grinned.

The signal had made itself known.

The Great War had begun.