Before Cybertron could ever be rebuilt, there were matters that demanded Megatron's immediate attention. Possessing the AllSpark was only the first step toward restoring his species and reshaping the future of the Cybertronian race. True power required removing every obstacle that could threaten his authority, and there remained one figure who represented both a danger and a legacy of the ancient past.
The Fallen one of the original Thirteen Primes and Megatron's former master was still alive. Though weakened after centuries of isolation and injury, he remained a symbol of ancient power and legitimacy among the Decepticons. As long as he existed, there was always the possibility that he might reclaim leadership or inspire rebellion. Jake understood that clearly. The Fallen had to die.
Megatron stood inside the command chamber of the Nemesis, the golden glow of the AllSpark fading as he returned the cube to the system storage space. The moment it vanished, his crimson optics turned toward the exit. Without hesitation he strode toward the bridge. Massive doors opened before him as the Decepticon leader entered, his presence immediately commanding the attention of every machine inside the room. Soundwave stood at the primary control console, monitoring dozens of signals across Earth and beyond. When Megatron approached, the communications specialist turned toward him instantly.
"Soundwave," Megatron said, his voice carrying across the bridge.
"Yes, Lord Megatron."
"Set a course for the Void."
There was a brief pause as Soundwave processed the command.
"The frozen world," he replied.
"Yes," Megatron said calmly. "There is someone I need to meet there."
"As you command."
The Nemesis immediately altered its trajectory. Massive engines ignited along the warship's hull as the vessel accelerated away from Earth, slipping through the darkness of space toward a distant, frozen planet that drifted alone in the Void. The journey did not take long. Soon the massive Decepticon warship descended toward a desolate world covered in endless fields of ice and shattered metal. Beneath the snowstorms and frozen plains rested the remains of an ancient Cybertronian wreck a massive ship long abandoned, its broken hull half-buried beneath centuries of frozen dust.
The Nemesis hovered above the wreckage while its hangar doors opened.
Megatron stepped forward without hesitation.
"Soundwave. With me."
The two Decepticons launched into the freezing atmosphere and descended toward the ruined ship. Snowstorms howled across the wasteland as they approached the shattered structure. The interior was silent and cold, lit only by faint flickers of ancient energy running through long-forgotten machinery. Deep within the wreckage, seated upon a throne built from broken metal and ancient Cybertronian components, a tall figure waited.
His optics glowed red as Megatron entered the chamber.
"The apprentice returns," the ancient Prime said slowly.
The Fallen observed Megatron carefully.
"Hmmm… much stronger you have become."
Megatron stepped forward calmly, his massive frame casting a long shadow across the chamber.
"Yes, master."
His voice carried no respect.
"No gratitude."
"I have also taken the AllSpark into my possession."
The Fallen's optics flickered slightly.
"I see."
For a moment the ancient Prime simply studied him.
"Then the time has come."
Megatron's optics burned brighter.
"Yes."
"For me to dispose of you."
The Fallen laughed quietly.
"Hehehe… indeed."
"But before I accept such an end…"
His body vanished in a sudden flash of energy.
"…I must see if you possess the skill to replace me."
The Fallen reappeared directly in front of Megatron, his massive staff already swinging downward in a devastating strike.
Megatron blocked the blow with his forearm.
The impact echoed across the chamber like thunder.
The two warriors immediately began trading blows, ancient metal clashing with tremendous force. Sparks flew as staff and armor collided again and again. The Fallen moved with terrifying speed, teleporting across the room between attacks while striking with his staff from impossible angles.
Soundwave stood nearby, silent and motionless, watching the duel carefully while preparing to intervene if necessary.
But Megatron needed no help.
As the fight intensified, the two combatants smashed through the wall of the wrecked chamber and burst out into the frozen wasteland beyond. Snowstorms spiraled around them as they continued their clash under the dark sky.
Several Decepticons aboard the Nemesis watched from the hangar bay as their leader battled the ancient Prime.
Megatron raised his arm.
A pulse of energy erupted outward.
Time Stop Blast
The energy wave struck the Fallen directly.
For a brief moment, the ancient Prime froze in place, trapped within a field where time itself had slowed almost to nothing.
But the Fallen was still a Prime.
With a flash of teleportation, he escaped the field and reappeared behind Megatron, thrusting his staff forward in a lethal strike.
The weapon never reached its target.
Megatron's hand shot backward and caught the staff firmly.
The two warriors locked eyes.
"You've grown predictable," Megatron said coldly.
His fist slammed into the Fallen's chest with crushing force.
Before the ancient Prime could recover, Megatron raised his upgraded weapon.
The Disintegration Multiform Gun shifted instantly.
A brilliant beam fired.
The blast struck the Fallen directly in the chest.
The ancient Prime staggered backward, sparks flying from the massive wound.
Slowly he collapsed onto the frozen ground.
Megatron stood over him.
The Fallen looked up one last time.
"Well… Megatron."
His voice had grown weak.
"You are… the new leader… of the Decepticons."
His optics dimmed.
Then went dark.
The Fallen's spark drifted from his body in a faint glow.
The moment it emerged, the AllSpark within Megatron's system absorbed it.
A notification appeared instantly.
DING
Hidden Mission Completed
Target Eliminated: The Fallen
Reward Granted: Decomposition and Merging Skill
Another message followed.
Compatible Body Detected
The Fallen's body is available for decomposition and integration.
Initiate Merge?
Jake didn't hesitate.
"Yes."
Megatron turned toward Soundwave.
"Guard me."
Soundwave stepped forward instantly.
"Understood."
A brilliant light suddenly erupted from Megatron's body as the system activated. Energy surrounded both Megatron and the Fallen's corpse as the ancient Prime's body began dissolving into streams of golden particles.
The particles flowed directly into Megatron's frame.
Jake felt the transformation immediately.
His body grew stronger.
Denser.
More refined.
Ancient Cybertronian knowledge poured into his mind alongside the energy.
New abilities awakened within his systems.
New Abilities Acquired
• Telekinesis
• Semi-Immortality
• Regenerative Durability
• Strengthened Material Manipulation
• Teleportation• Combat Perception
• Combat Empowerment
• High-Level Intelligence Processing
• Elemental Energy Control
• Supernatural Reflexes
The glow continued for several seconds before fading slowly.
When the light finally vanished, Megatron stood taller and more refined than before. His armor had become sleeker and stronger, energy flowing smoothly across his frame. His optics burned with an even brighter crimson glow.
He slowly clenched his fist.
The power surging through his body felt almost limitless.
"Yes…"
His voice echoed across the frozen wasteland.
"This is power."
More importantly, the merge had also granted him fragments of the Fallen's ancient knowledge memories of Cybertron's earliest days, the secrets of the Primes, and forgotten technologies lost to time.
Megatron turned toward the sky where the Nemesis hovered above the storm.
"Soundwave."
"Yes, Lord Megatron."
"We are finished here."
Megatron's wings unfolded as he prepared to launch into the air.
"It is time."
"To return to Cybertron."