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The first thing Fallen could feel upon abrupt awakening was the wind beating against his face. Opening his optics, the seventh son of Primus stared at the view of the human city below him, towards which he was now rapidly falling from a bird's eye view. It would seem that such a sight should have frightened and shocked almost any ordinary person. But who said that he was ordinary? Or even human at all?
At this moment, the Fallen Prime's brain systems were working faster than any modern human computer. Was he looking for a way to land safely? Nonsense! He could survive a fall from the orbit of any planet! So why should he worry about a measly couple of hundred feet?
However, speaking of the Fallen's thoughts, he was now deep in thought about his unexpected place of awakening. After his death at the hands of Optimus Prime, he should have ended up in the pits or with Primus. But what he was seeing now was neither one nor the other.
"Where in the name of my father Primus did I end up?" No matter what arguments and assumptions he made, Megatronus could not give a full answer to this question.
In any case, there were only a couple dozen feet left before the impact with the ground, so Megatronus decided to postpone further thoughts for an unforeseen time.
The landing, to the Fallen's surprise, caused far less destruction than expected. That is, if during his first arrival on earth it was enough to sink an entire human navy, now his fall left only a crater only ten feet deep at most.
The first thing Megatronus did as soon as he climbed out of the pit was to inspect his new surroundings. Now he was standing in the middle of the street, surrounded by houses and other buildings. However, there was one "small" detail that confused the Fallen. All of this was magnified at least ten times, as if it was intended for creatures comparable in size to the Cybertronian.
For a moment, the Fallen was afraid to look down. After all, if his suggestion on this matter turned out to be correct, then death in the current situation would seem the most humane way out. And now, after about five seconds, he finally risked looking at his body.
"What in the name of Primus did they do to me?!"
Instead of the usual black armor, his gaze was fixed on the human flesh of which he now consisted.
- Hey, idiot! What did you do to the road?!
Torn from his thoughts, the Fallen stared at the black pickup truck, from the window of which looked out at him... a humanoid creature with horns and red skin? He could not find any other words except "freak" or "mutant".
- In an hour, the extermination will begin! If I am not at home during this time, you will not live! You me...?!
The threat was interrupted when the car in which the "mutant" was sitting was thrown fifty feet by an invisible energy pulse, released directly from the open palm of the Fallen's right hand. As soon as the pulse ceased, the transport fell to the ground, crushed by its own weight.
After making sure that no one else would interfere with him, Fallen returned to his thoughts.
He still had a lot to think about...