Players and Puppets

Prologue

AN: I love some sort of suspense and horror of psychological warfare. If there is going be romance I will let the winds of creativity spur me. I cannot write something that just because.

The Institute

Like a ghost of unseen hand as it is whispered through the elites and the lower class of Cybertron alike in a series of mix emotions. Awe, the strength and power of the Institute played on all Cybertronians no matter the rank or social status. It had power the group did not need force or great weapons to maintain control. Fear, yes the Cybertronian whispered about the steady surveillance of this shadow organization was it real or not. For some they hope the rumors of whispers to be false. Others will jump at their own shadows at the merest mention the word. The conspiracist theorist spread the rumors and dilute the public eyes from the truth they served the purpose. Hatred the final emotion for those who believe they are control is a lie. They in the end did what the Institute wanted and served fundamental purpose.

Sentinal Prime look at the non-descript transformer in his presence with the increasing sense of dread growing his spark. Each agent been different from before the message undeniable from the Institution and part of the Matrix holder just began to realize he might not be in control. Megatron and his rebels are disruptive and but are minor players not in the first or even last rebellion that Senate put down. Then the Institute could be trusted at one time but then they were allies. Sentinal Prime felt there something more sinister going on deepwit in his Spark.

"Of course Megatron has recruited some flyers of Vos." Spoke the voice hidden in the shadows interrupting the train of thought Sentinal Prime.

"It is not unexpected." Spoke Sentinal in a half sigh. "The Flyers always feel slighted due to their lighter frames. Some mechs see lighter frames as being weak and inferior. "

"Then you won't mind if we take one of these Vosians for further study." Spoke the figure more amused than anything else.

"Senator Shockwave, has been raising some objections to your experiments." Spoke Sentinal Prime looking at the Figure in the shadows. "Why do you want a Vosian, for?"

"Ah the flyers have different thought processes than ground formers." Spoke the figure in the shadow in explanation to simpleton. "The People of Iacon will not even care what happens to other mech styles and classes. My Superiors wishes to understand them better to prevent any more prejudice and why would Megatron seeks them out."

Sentinal Prime felt something weigh heavily on his spark. In truth the part of the Senate and he never liked the flyers personally. It was a test on the figure's Superiors part to just see how far they can use him as a Prime, as a holder of the Matrix. Primus, help the spark that will that they are going to take. Orion Pax is still not ready for the Matrix and Sentinal has to play this game further.

"Do as you will to Vos." Spoke Sentinal looking at the figure. "I will lend the Autobots to this goal."

"So you still protect Orion Pax at an expense of the spark of a flyer." Smiled the Figure darkly at Sentinal. "It wasn't so hard to sacrifice one spark for another."

Sentinal Prime remains silent at the statement. Orion Pax, must be protected for the sake of the people of Cybertron. He sent a silent prayer to Primus forgiveness from both the unknown Spark and Orion Pax. It was a prayer of hope for a better future.