Army Guy Transformers Novels & Stories

Jameson motioning her inside. Shantal walks inside to giant machines hanging on the walls and cealings. They seem to be military, though Shantal can't put her finger on who uses those. Mr. Jameson says: "This is the hanger where I store all of my war machines. They're called-" "Just call them mechs." A mysterious, gruff voice, cuts him off. He walks in to the hanger, slowly revealing a 5'10 man in some type of armor and a helmet with a blue visor on his head. "Don't need to get all technical on the poor child." He laughs with a serious tone.

He knew better than to take his eyes off them. “Activate” he gently commanded, and something bizarre happened. The glove extended, growing exponentially and covering his entire body. It wasn’t a simple glove. It was an armor. His transformation didn’t go unnoticed by his opponents. The leader squinted his eyes as he watched Abe’s transformation. Abe looked like a black knight, with the only his head exposed. A ridiculously large hammer with an abnormally long handle appeared in his hand. The Western Empire’s Prince smiled broadly at his opponents. Although they were supposed to be stronger, Abe didn’t feel any pressure from them. He had finally found someone – nay, people – to test his new a

She’d always admired her bravery, but never more-so than that night. “I’ll give the girl that,” Jax mused, “but she’s not one of us. You are.” “Thanks,” she said with a smile. “How close are you to them, anyway?” one of the soldiers asked. “What do you mean?” Ari asked. “I mean, they’re a bit weird,” the soldier continued. “Especially that Rex fella.” Jax sucked in air. “You should have seen the way he just tore those cyborgs apart like he was tearing at a rag doll or something.”

They moved to the next across the battlefield one road at a time until they finally found another team of Alphas. This one had a fireman working at the floor. The Alphas surrounded him with guns at the ready and one extra person. Tom signaled and his men fired. The spare Alpha extended his hand and electricity shot forth. It hit the power armor, powering it up. The Alphas drew back in surprise as the power armor hummed with renewed energy. It deflected the bullets back at the Alphas. They dipped and dived away while his men shot. Tom smiled.

I was left speechless, unsure of how to respond to their unexpected transformation into soldiers and their unwavering belief in my commitment to help them. "Your warriors are here and ready for your command, Luna," one of my most trusted generals, Andy, approached us. A genuine smile illuminated my face upon seeing him and many others from my pack. "You are all here!" I nearly cried. "Yes, we all went under Alpha Drake's service, and we chose to be soldiers, knowing it was what you would have wanted. We need to train and be ready," Andy explained, the collective determination of my pack evident in their resolute expressions.

he chuckled, shaking his head. “Then what is his actual strength?” Noah asked. Silas started laughing loudly like a maniac, almost ready to earn another punch from Logan had Noah not stopped him. “Tell us before I seriously kill you,” Logan spat. “What is it? What is his actual strength?” Silas stared at us, his eyes filled with smugness and grinned. “His army of…hybrids,”

“They obey you... like puppets.” “Not puppets,” he corrected with a chuckle. “Soldiers. And very soon, an unstoppable army.” The scientist glanced back at the row of beasts, then turned to me again, his voice laced with hunger for power. “They’re all ready for deployment. We just need your signal—who do you want to send next?” I shook my head slowly, eyes never leaving the largest beast, its muscles rippling beneath scarred skin. “No, not one. This time, we’re unleashing them all.”

He decided to camp on the peak of a rock mountain and wait for others to arrive. While Creed was waiting, a group of 67 people were closing in on the direction of Murky Valley that was just next to the Rock Valley but at a comparatively lower altitude. Some of them were on foot but many of them were on their mounts. All of them were holding weapons as well as shields. Some of them were even wearing armors. Rather than the hunting party, the huge Crowd was looking more like soldiers of the medieval army. These armors and weapons they had were all Glitch's Soul-Armas. Except for their medieval appearance these Soul Armas were in no way inferior that human customized battle suits. In fact, the

Hayden shot me a sidelong glance, and Macy jumped in, "Because he was in the army. He knows everything." 'Does being in the army turn someone into a jack-of-all-trades?' I wondered. But Hayden had already stood up. "Don't move. I'll get some ointment." With quick strides, he walked off. That's when I noticed his black fitted T-shirt and dark blue cargo pants, looking straight out of Mission Impossible. "How'd you twist your ankle?" Macy asked, jumping at the chance to find out. I pointed outside. "There seemed to be something on the road, and I slipped."

One of them decided to grab the curved tulwar sword to cut off the arms of the boy who was interfering with their work. "You guys stand down. I got this!" He told other coworkers who had beaten Kanji to back off and drew a sword at the boy. The little boy was frightened, shaking like a leaf, but still hugged the camel tightly and closed his eyes. *Pow!* *Pow!* *Pow!*… The air bullets from the submachine gun shot all the evil ones out. Kanji glanced up and saw a man in an Airburst nano armor uniform with a local paisley pattern on it before he fainted.