I really want to apologize to my readers, (all 5 of you) for being so late with this. Personal stuff happening, writer's block, work, plus I was just being lazy some days. Now, I finally got off my ass to finish this & I really do hope that I gave the Fallen a lot more justice here then what Michael Bay did when he was killed off in a 1:30... 90 seconds... Are you kidding me? Anyway, the next story will be placed into the "cross-over" section & in time, these will be moved there as well. This is just to give you a heads-up.

Also, when I was done originally with this, it was nearly 11,000 words, spanning 20 pages. So, I broke the final chapter into 4 parts. You're welcome.

(Edit: And, in less than 1 day of posting, I have made some fixes... Hey, at least I read my own stuff from time to time. :/)

And I beheld when he had opened the sixth seal, and, lo, there was a great earthquake; and the sun became black as sackcloth of hair, and the moon became as blood. And the stars of heaven fell unto the earth, even as a fig tree casteth her untimely figs, when she is shaken of a mighty wind.
Revelation 6: 12, 13

And he cried mightily with a strong voice, saying, Babylon the great is fallen, is fallen, and is become the habitation of devils, and the hold of every foul spirit, and a cage of every unclean and hateful bird.
Revelation 18: 2

FALLEN

The ground collapses beneath the force of Thunderwing's hand after a failed attempt to subdue the serpent-bot, Leviathan. Shockwave, (still in his gun form) makes a precise shot to Belphegor's chest, knocking him down onto his back. Surprisingly, there was no expression of pain. He switches to robot mode as his target begins to lift his head. Shockwave aims his left gun-hand in Belphegor's face.

"I wouldn't move if I were you."

Shockwave looks over to the immobile body of Grimlock & suddenly, a few of his questions may have suddenly been answered. He turns back to his enemy, knowing his hypothesis may be correct. "You are not normal Cybertronians, that much I can deduce... I can also safely assume, that your leader is someone we've dealt with once before. Now, I would very much appreciate you confirming my assumption."

"Answering questions, tiresome..." With one quick motion Belphegor grabs hold of Shockwave's gun-hand, amazing him with his speed, then with his strength as he is thrown onto his back. Belphegor gets to his feet & grasps Shockwave's face & picks him off his feet, all while holding his gun-hand before crushing it shut. His screams of pain go unheard as Thunderwing is still trying to subdue Leviathan, who has been leading the giant away.

"Bel, what the hell are you doing? Take Grimlock & get go—ack!" His rant over the comm. channel to his brother bot had left him momentarily distracted, leaving him open for the giant to capture him. He begins to fire blasts of yellow energy wildly from his hands. "You want a piece of me, you oversized freak? You want a piece of me?" He shouts as the giant grabs hold of Leviathan's lower section. "No, I want two!" With that, Thunderwing rips Leviathan in half from his midsection.

Meanwhile, Shockwave is in the midst of a fierce beat down from Belphegor. His final blow was a power bomb to the hard surface. "Tired of fighting... Too much effort." He said, looking down at the embattled scientist. He walks over to Grimlock's body & throws him over his shoulder. "Going home now... to have a nap." A fiery portal opens before him & proceeds to step through as Shockwave looks on, somewhat in disbelief.

Thunderwing approaches Shockwave & bends down as the cyclops was trying to get to his feet. "I hope you had better luck at subduing your enemy than I did." He asked before noticing the two sections of Leviathan in each hand. "Yes, but he kind of feel apart on me." He drops both pieces to the ground without a care & straightens himself to an upright stance.

Without warning, a portal opens next to the upper portion of Leviathan's body. "So long, losers. 'Til next time." He drags himself through before Thunderwing could grab hold of him. Watching the portal close before them, they turn their attention towards each other before hearing a "cracking" sound. They turn to see the lower section of Leviathan's body fall apart, then turning into a pile of dust. "Well, that was certainly-"

"Different?" The giant interrupted.

"I was going to say, 'fascinating', but that works too."

"So, now what?" The giant asked.

"I have developed something just in case 'he' should ever return. But, it's back in my laboratory on Cybertron."

Thunderwing places a hand on his chin, curiosity & anticipation filling his mind. "Just so you know, my cargo hold is rather limited. Fitting you in is a problem."

"As you may be right, I still did not come to this world originally, not without a back up plan of escape."

"Such as?"

Mojave Desert, 30 minutes later.
Thunderwing & Shockwave arrive to another barren wasteland of this planet for the dammed. Shockwave flips the cover to his left forearm & presses a few of the buttons in a particular sequence, causing the ground to rumble as two large doors open upward, allowing a large ring-like structure that stood two stories tall.

"What is this?"

"It is called a Space Bridge."

"You actually got the concept to work."

"Yes, through many mega-cycles of trial & error. This is one of my more successful achievements, unlike the Duocons..."

"And this will take us to Cybertron?"

"Yes, as long as the sequential relays are still in line with one another."

"And if they're not?"

"Then we'll be shot into a completely different part of the universe. Like those that helped me during my earlier experiments. Anyway, let us not waste anymore time when it may very well be running out."

The two enter the ring as two hidden doors close behind them, completing the ring in perfect circumference. Dark clouds form in the as lightning cracks from the sky to the surface. A bright light appears in the center of the storm, sucking in dirt & variously sized stones along with the two Cybertronians. The light disappears & the skies calm, as though nothing happened.

From the ridge of a nearby cliff side, a black & gray Cybertronian stands tall with two swords sheathed to his side, his arm resting calmly on the upper blade's handle. "I knew something was amiss... This could become more troublesome than originally thought. Perhaps it's time to play more defense. Becoming a gestalt may be the best approach to take in this situation."

Meanwhile, just outside Cybertronian space, Sky Lynx with his crew continue to the near dead planet. Ed, (at this point) closes the Witwicky journal & flings it aside. Lust looks over his shoulder & sees the disgust on his face. "I can't read it any further... For the first time in my life, I found a book that I can't read the whole way through."

"Well, what do you plan on doing with it once we get home?"

"I'm not sure. I haven't thought about it yet... It's a part of our past that has long been forgotten. Even erased. Kinda disturbing when you're the only one that knows the truth about everything."

"Do you think there may be an Inquisition into this?"

"I'll almost bet on it. Maybe even two of them... One from the Autobots, but definitely one from the military when we get home."

"Attention passengers, we are now landing at Iacon Ctiy. Please arm yourself heavily before stepping out."

"Wait, what?" Edward asked nervously & also felt somewhat surprised at the statement. All in all, how bad could it be. Sky Lynx touches down on the abandoned runway of the planet's capital. The side door opens, allowing the crew a full view of the ruined space port. Steel Jaw & Ramhorn were the first to exit, followed by their guardian, Blaster, who leaned his head out from the doorway & looked to his left, then to his right before stepping out.

Edward & Lust step out taking in the sight & tasting the bitter air. "Oh, my God." Ed muttered as they take in the view. "I have to admit, this is rather disturbing to say the least." Lust said with a touch of pity in her tone. This is the sight of a war-torn planet, nothing less. Ed could only hope that this won't be his people's future at some point. Nothing but an endless war that seem to now consume the innocent & the guilty. Trapping them in the middle.

(Begin soundtrack: Charlestown – The Town original soundtrack.)

Alpha Trion was the last to step out, lightly resting on his cane & shrugs his head in disgrace. "A sad sight indeed." He muttered sadly. Sky Lynx changes to his quadruped form & looks around. "It has been so long since I was here last. I heard it was left in such a poor state, but even that just says it lightly... This is just appalling."

Ed looks up at the elder 'bot, see the emotion in his features. "So, this was your capital at one time, huh?"

"A long time ago, I remember coming to the Council of Elders & pleading with them to let the public know about the Matrix & how fundamental it is to us. The fools, if they had listened to me, this war may have been averted. Now look, this is the state of what our poor planet has been left in."

Edward places his hands in his pockets & looks to the ground, trying to find something meaningful to say that would help to lighten the mood. "You know, I can't help but think that to learn a good lesson, sometimes you need to experience the pain from the actions that one has caused. That's because –good or bad- no one can gain without sacrificing something, it's universal.

From my point-of-view however, just from what I'm looking at, I see that 'greed' made way for war, war took your world & it made a monster & that monster nearly destroyed you. And this goes back to what I said earlier, you can't gain without giving something in return... Equivalency."

"That, I will agree with. Also, that was another thing that I tried to address to them. I saw the political games that the senators where playing. They were only making a nightmare for everyone." The elder 'bot added.

"Hey now, pops. Megatron was the one that started it all." Blaster retorted.

"True. He pulled the trigger first, but the council & the senators drove him to it. What started as a simple riot near the Energon mine that he worked, turned into a full blown revolution shortly thereafter."

(End soundtrack.)

(A/N: I went with this song for a couple of reasons. 1. I like Harry Gregson-Williams. 2. I already wrote this area long ago but, I wanted to fit a song in that would help to set the mood. So, listening to The Town soundtrack, I went with "Charlestown". Hearing it helped to open my mind to the possibilities on painting the picture for this. Something dark, depressing & yet, something that speaks to you without saying anything.)

Alpha Trion's attention was suddenly diverted to one of the few buildings left standing off in the distance. Though it was visible to him, to Edward & Lust, their view was obstructed. A large beam of energy appears to have entered a tower with an opening at the top. Just as the beam entered the structure, a sudden flash occurs & the giant Thunderwing tumbles out & crashes to the ground next to the building. "Welcome home, Thunderwing." He muttered.

Lying on his back, annoyance on his face, he lifts his head up as the sound of cracking & the screaming sound of steel tearing catches his attention. The tower that the beam entered had been damaged from when he was falling & sees the tower begin to break at midsection & leans towards him. "Oh, good." He muttered just before the structure collapsed onto him.

Inside the structure, Shockwave forces one of the two sliding doors to one side, allowing him to enter what was once his oversight center during the war. "I told him not to lose his concentration... Just as well, not as thought my workshop could support him anyway."

He strolls over to a vault door with a keypad off to the side. He presses the button combination of "8226", unlocking the door & began to automatically open. A wall filled with weapons, gadgets & other devices also moves outward until it became flush with with the vault's frame. He removes the damaged gun barrel from his left arm & drops it to the ground before grabbing a replacement off a lower shelf.

(A/N: Just for fun, see if you can figure out what "8226" is the abbreviation to. Use your phone's keypad to figure it out. I'll give you a hint, it's part of a known TF universe saying.)

"How long has it been since I was here last? If it wasn't for Grimlock & his clumsy compatriots, I would not have been delayed in continuing my research. But, in the end, I will continue on with it once this endeavor is over & done with."

He grabs a cylinder shaped device off the middle shelf. "This should work, considering the information has not changed since the last encounter. With some luck, we might get out of this alive." The door opens to the outside & he peers around the corner with the object under his right arm. He walks around the corner & sees the top of the structure lying upon the giant. His arms stir & his clawed hands dig into the sides & rolls it off himself.

He rolls onto his stomach & pushes himself onto one knee. "Please tell me we can escape this planet the same way." He asked. "No, you damaged the funnel when you crashed. But don't worry, I can still easily cover our tracks." Shockwave replied.

"What is that in your arms?"

"This may be the thing that will turn this battle in our favor."

"And it does what exactly?"

"I hypothesized that the Fallen is still bound by positive & negative forces. Stellar & interstellar. This device, when attached to him, will activate a continuous disruptor wave pattern that will throw his powers out of sync from our dimension."

"Well, that is quit impressive. How did you come to such an interesting theory on crippling a being like the Fallen?" Asked a British like voice behind him. "It was not an easy task. First, I-" Shockwave stopped in mid-sentence as he realized they had company. He turned to see Sky Lynx, Alpha Trion & the others standing there. Thunderwing only narrowed his eyes slightly as he continued in his kneeling position.

Shockwave was at a loss, a rarity for him. Though, it was no surprise that this situation wouldn't involve the Autobots in some manor. "With respected factions aside, fighting should be kept out of this meeting for the time being." The older 'bot stated.

"And what makes you think we wish to fight? You're an old bot from a time many wish to forget. You're not threat to me." Shockwave retorted. "Shockwave, you are as intelligent as you are an opportunist. But, now is not the time to argue or get into a long dissertation on the past. You seem to have an answer to the problem at hand, but can you work out the bugs in short order?" The elder 'bot asked.

"I only ask because I can feel his presence." He added. "Who's presence? Who are you talking about?" The giant asked, standing to his feet. "The Fallen. He's here. Down in the heart of Cybertron."

Core of Cybertron
Down in the pits of the home world, the deactivated bodies of Grimlock, Blitzwing, Hot Shot & Jetfire lie strapped to individual tables that surround a large pit in the center of this seemingly forbidden chamber. The Fallen holds out his arms while his children stand behind him & watch in awe as what could only be described as an energy cannon mounted heavily to the ceiling above the pit, suddenly released a blinding light of energy that struck the seal in the center of the pit. .

"Behold, my children... The Well of All Sparks. Here, his creations thrash blindly & wildly in a churning cauldron of conflict. This is my master's design, etched by me on your worldskin. A chaotic stigmata to mark his second coming.

Did you believe that we were gone forever, that the fringes of infinity were far enough, eternity long enough? No... you knew. And so you hid. Here, within. But soon... your inner fire will light the Chaos Bringer's way back!"

"Father. Thunderwing is not doing what you had originally intended. After all, he ripped Leviathan in two earlier... Perhaps it's time we formed a gestalt to confront this mild setback before it can escalate. Especially, now that Shockwave has joined him & there may be more on the way."

"I know, Lucifer. It is a fact that I have noticed but, it is something that is still containable. However, a normal gestalt won't be enough to contend with something like Thunderwing."

"What do you propose then?"

"Simple... This."

He turns to face his children & waves a hand out to them. The floor under each of his children formed a five pointed pentagram which began to glow. They are all consumed in pillars of bright white light before a curtain of fire hid them, as though this was a magic act.