Here we go new chapter and I am feeling pretty good. I think that we might be seeing a little plot development in this and the next few chapters so watch out.
Sam coughed as a large amount of salt water forced its way into his mouth and down his throat. He moved back along the shifting sand covered ground until he was able to lie down in the warm water without fear of getting a face full of the salty stuff. He was once again on the small deserted island that he had woken up on with Megatron. The only difference this time was that one, he was feeling almost back to his old self, only the odd upset stomach now and then. And two, he was being watched by the Fallen this time. When they had first gotten there Sam had found it extremely odd to see the large Decepticon relaxing under the mid day sun.
After a while of sitting in silence Sam had decided to take advantage of his improved health and had stripped out of his shirt and jeans leaving him only in his boxers. He then made his way down the small beach that ran around the whole island and ventured out into the warm water. He had always loved swimming at the beach back home but this was somehow better. The water was tropical and didn't feel as dirty as the water he was used to. As he swam around, he could feel the gaze of the large figure behind him follow his every move.
Sam laid in the water panting from the exertion that came from swimming in the constantly shifting water. Once his breathing was back to normal he slowly got up and headed back onto dry land. Finding a nice shaded spot under a tree he laid down looking up at the clear sky. A lazy smile crawled over his face as he thought about how much things had changed and how he really hadn't been scared of where he was in a long time. He touched the warm metal of the collar around his neck and realized that the Fallen had never really used it other then when he first put it on him.
Shifting his gaze from the sky to the large figure not far from him he began to think of a million questions to ask his 'master.' He didn't know if he would get an answer or not but what harm could come from asking?
"Why did you do it?" He asked.
The Fallen turned his head to look down at Sam his red optics not holding their normal fire.
"Why did I do what?" He asked his voice gruff like always.
"Why did you betray the other Primes?" He clarified.
He figured that it was kind of a big question to start with but there really wasn't anywhere else to start. The Fallen didn't answer right away; his optics looked out over the shifting waters.
"I did it so my race could live on." He finally answered. "The other Primes did not see that we where so close to losing everything we had worked for. I did what they would not."
"But wouldn't it have been easier to find a sun that didn't have a planet with life on it?" Sam asked.
"Child, do you know how long it takes to travel between systems and stars? Also how long it takes to build a sun harvester? Our people didn't have that time to spare. We needed that energy and we needed it fast. So I found the nearest system and we began to work on the harvester. It was only after it was finished that we even knew the humans where here. By then we had no other choice, it was them or us."
Sam was quiet as he took in the new information. He didn't know what to make of it. Ever since Egypt he had the idea that the Fallen was a heartless monster who had done what he did because he hated the humans. But to find that he hadn't even known about them until it was too late changed everything.
"But then why do you hate humans now? We didn't do anything until you came back in Egypt." Sam said sitting up.
"Back then I did not hate your race. I pitied them because they would have to die so we could live. My pity turned to hate when the other Primes decided that the life of a lesser race was worth more then our own." He said gruffly.
"Oh..." Was all that Sam could think to say.
He fell silent for a while, not knowing what to say now or even if he should say anything. Deciding against saying anything else for the moment Sam picked up a twig and began to doodle in the white sand while he let his mind wander. He didn't notice that what he was drawing in the sand were more cybertronian symbols.
The Fallen turned his head to look down at Sam and was about to say something more when he noticed what the boy was doing. His optics widened a little as he realized what the boy is writing. He didn't draw attention to what is going on since he didn't want to break the flow of information that the boy was getting from the AllSpark.
The Fallen made sure to commit every symbol to memory as more and more information was put into the sands. He shuttered his optics a few times when the boy stopped writing.
"Is something wrong?" Sam asks.
It took him a while to pull himself out of his mind but when he did he saw the Fallen staring at him intensely. He had gotten a little nervous not sure if it was a good thing or a bad one. He watched the Fallen shake his head and his optics move quickly almost as if he is trying to think of something to say.
"We should be getting back to the base." He said standing to his full height.
Sam sat there confused at the sudden reaction but nodded his head. Gathering his cloths he steps into the offered hand of the Fallen. Using his other hand to cup the boy the Fallen got ready to warp back to the base. It would take a lot of power for him to do it but since he didn't have an alt mode it was the only way for him to get back with the boy. Once his warp drive was at full strength he crouched and activated it. A large pulse of energy ripped over the island and in an instant both of them were gone from the small patch of dirt leaving behind nothing but burnt sand and a few smoldering trees stumps.
Not more then a second later another large pulse of energy ran through the throne room in the Decepticon base forcing the few 'Con's that had been in there to fall onto there backs. The Fallen stood in the middle of the room holding a very ruffled looking Sam. He gasped in, a large amount of air once things had settled. He had never traveled like that before and had no idea that it would force all the air out of him. He had felt like he was being choked and that there was a vice around his heart.
"Never... do... that... again!" He panted out.
A tired groan came from the Fallen and he fell back into his throne, his optics dimmer then normal; he had never had to use that much power in a warp before and it had taken a lot out of him. When the other 'Cons in the room had gotten to their feet he ordered them out and sent for Megatron to be brought in, it didn't take long for the silver/grey mech to come bursting into the room.
"Master..." He said bowing his head. "...You should not over exert yourself."
The Fallen waved it off and handed Megatron the boy. "Take him to his room.... have Hook look in on him and make sure he is well then come back here. We have much to talk about."
Megatron nodded his head taking Sam from his master. Once Megatron had left the room the Fallen sighed and let his body relax some more. He hadn't been this tired in a long time. But then, he had never used so much power at once before. Without realizing it he slipped into recharge letting his body get back the power it had lost. It was several hours later before he began to wake up, his body a lot more charged then what it had been before. He had been ignoring his recharge time for a while and it looked like his body had forced him to do it this time.
When he was back on line he could feel his old joints creaked under the stress of moving.
'What I wouldn't give for some high grade energon.' He thought to himself thinking of how the rare item would sooth his old parts.
A ruff grunt caught his attention and the Fallen looked over to see Megatron standing in the room.
"Master... forgive me for not waking you but you seemed as though you needed the rest." Megaton said.
"Never mind that my apprentice, we have much work that needs to be done." The Fallen said standing.
He moved over to the far wall where a large screen unfolded. Taking a large cable he plugged it into a port on his arm and his optics dimmed as he uploaded information into the computer.
"Has something happened?" Megatron asked once the Fallen had unhooked himself.
"I have made progress with the knowledge the boy contains within him." The Fallen said bringing up a display of the images that Sam had drawn.
Megatron watched the symbols came up on the screen, his optics wide. The writing was old and he couldn't make out much of it.
"What does it say?" He asked.
"It's another source of power, one that we can refine from the planet itself." The Fallen said. "But he did not finish it, the material to use and the process is not told here."
"We must get the boy to finish it." Megatron said.
"We can not force the knowledge out of him. It will only come out when he is at peace of mind and body." The Fallen said. "We must accommodate him so that the information will come out on its own."
"I shall find out what it is that will comfort the boy and see that it is brought to him." Megatron said, before leaving the room.
The Fallen continued to look at the old words on the screen trying to will the description to finish its self but no matter what he did or thought the words stayed incomplete. Sighing, he shut the screen down and it folded back into the wall. He sat down in his throne with his head resting on one hand. It looked like he would indeed have to wait for the boy to finish his message. He hoped that they would be able to get it soon, with every passing day there was the risk of something happening that would take the boy from them.
As the Fallen continued to contemplate what to do, on the other side of the base two other Decepticons where discussing the boy's future and what they could do to end it.
There you go, a little quality time with The Fallen. I hope that I was able to keep him in charector at least a little bit. I'll give ya two guess as to which two 'Cons I mention at the end... Go on guess...
Anyway more to come in the next week or so. Remember review and make all this work worth it.