AN: This is one of those unplanned things that I have decided to include after going back over my story idea. It will help explain some dropped comments and stuff that otherwise no one would know about. Besides the fact I decided to base how parasites come into the fray when the Fallen shows up or maybe I should say was shown out. Yah! Optimus..

It should also be noted that this maybe disturbing, with cannibalizing. There isn't much but it is mentioned as is orgies. Yes, I have taken liberty and bent history somewhat to fit the bill here.

I would also like to take the time to point out the story is set in the present. I just felt the need to go back a couple of years, visit the Fallen see what else he had going on, or should I say Megatron had going on.

Please consider R&R.

DECEPTICON LAIR THE FALLEN

The fallen watched the humans with disinterest. The group of five organic species showed only faint signs of intelligence, compared to what his species was capable of. He found them to be nothing more than parasites with spinal cords. But Megatron with his own agenda wanted that small group of humans left alone. So he would humor his servant only of course until he became jaded with whatever Megatron was cooking up.

What he saw of them did not make them top of their field well perhaps in lust or greed but that was always the thing about species he had come into contact with, they had a price. Normally it was lust or greed, but for his pathetic brothers it had been a creed that no planet with life form would have its sun harvested to make their life preserving energon.

He'd saw things differently, what difference did it make? Their planet was dead, cast into insurmountable darkness; it was a mechaniod cannibalizing mechaniod. Didn't his brothers understand that? They were killing their own to devour what the other had. This spinal cord based organisms had shown him that, they did it amongst themselves, all of the time.

HIS FIRST ARRIVAL

To them he had been a Deity an Idol. They went out capturing and killing other tribesmen to prove to their most high Deity they were worthy of his favor. The ones who died on the battle field were the lucky ones. For the captured ones, highly prized warriors displaying for all the glory their battle scars, testament to their ability, they were the ones that would be offered up to the most high Deity.

The Fallen could still recall prisoners were brought in cleaned up, tended to, feed, and even lusted after. Females from the capturing tribesmen would indulge excessively and unrestrained sexually with multiple captured warriors. Hoping to spawn sparks of great powerful warriors worthy one day to be lay to waste on an alter to the most high Deity.

Poor unintelligent beings did they not know or were they to drunk on the ecstasy of mating that they would soon enough be splayed out on a stone alter before his throne and eviscerated followed by their heart still beating being ripped out and either offered up to the Deity or devoured? More often than not it was devoured.

He'd even witnessed though he doubted now or if there ever was recorded, sacrifices where predominantly femme tribe members would actually mate on the alter with their sacrificial male offering even as he lay in the throes of death.

But that was then, this is now. He reminded himself. He was growing more and more disinterested with the small band of organisms, until Megatron revealed a plan. Megatron had some of the greedy little leech of organisms doing bidding for him. This made the Fallen smile. Now that was why he had originally chosen the power lusting mechaniod for his intermediary. He was always on course and plotting.

Three were in a contracted group and they had managed to bring two military men into their loop, though by what means was a little underhanded. The two military men would and could prove a little hard to keep under control so, the lead contractor had schemed to get something near and dear to both men.

It had come in a small package the Fallen thought. A femme, of all things, she was no warrior material. She wasn't even sturdy enough he figured to produce spark. So why did the male desire her, in such a manner? In the ancient tribes, members only of the sturdy and enduring were permitted mating. He saw her as nothing more than a flawed piece of armor too weak to hold and therefore she should be discarded.

It was only after a little research on Soundwaves part did he see the value in the once thought figurative flawed armor. She was like the soft inter piece that guarded a mechaniods spark. She was held very close to the male's heart, making them willing and pliable to his bidding.

Another even more interesting fact one that put the femme at risk was she had lied to get into contract service. She wasn't eighteen. Meaning she had deceived the military. If the ones that knew this, the two males in the military and they did nothing well they would be held accountable too. Perfect it would make her very controllable. Or at least from their stand point it would.

But one should know, never judge a book by its cover. A lesson they would later learn from the femme herself. She would be their teacher on that subject matter.