Autobots Prowl Novels & Stories

Diesel said, knowing she couldn’t hear him. We are about half way home when I see six regular wolves come out from the trees ahead of us. Well, regular with the exception of their red glowing eyes. They are mangy looking and growling. They look just like the wolves that had attacked at Lexi’s house. I link my warriors and Lexi’s guardians. “ We have demonic wolves on the grounds. I have Lexi and Aiden with me. We need backup in case more show up. Protect Lexi, your Luna at all cost.” I said. I gave them the rough location of us then lowered myself to the ground. Lexi didn’t need to be told she just got down. “ Diesel, these are like the wolves I fought before. And there is more behind us. Th

he continued. "First up, we have the latest from SpitFire Autos—the SpitFire Vortex. A high-performance car that combines cutting-edge technology with luxury design. A true symbol of SpitFire’s relentless pursuit of excellence!" Guests whispered excitedly, leaning in to discuss the car. It was a marvel in automotive engineering, sleek and futuristic. "Next, we have something truly special for your homes: the SootheBot 3000," the speaker announced, his voice lowering slightly for effect. "A robot designed to keep your home spotless, all while maintaining a sleek and minimalistic look.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Proud Husband Hawkins' POV "This is the prototype of security that we are currently working on. This can detect human temperature, record and capture everything through the camera. It is also programmed to contact the main security if it detects any suspicious individual that isn't registered to it. Unlike other robots, this will merely create a buzzing sound whenever it moves to not alert any burglar or trespasser." I started while pointing to every part of the prototype robot. "It is also equipped with self-defense gadgets such as tasers, pepper spray, and pellet guns. It will automatically defend itself when it knows they are being attacked."

, the prospector said to himself, "even if I don't know what day it truly is" The human heard the oncoming robot a long time before he saw it. This particular device had a rather distinctive high-pitched whine. Like a motor operating at high rotation per minutes. What could it be? A new and as yet uncataloged member of the robotic ecostructure? His interest was piqued. The human entered the intersection. Horth released his grip, fell, and flipped right side up. The Worgan raked the biped's back but failed to smother its movements. Unfortunately, especially if the pain thrower came into play, but far from disastrous. The animal had overcome greater odds in the past.

When the upload finally completed, I rushed to check Adrian’s latest data. My gut dropped. His robot had changed into a spider model exactly like mine. Every parameter matched, down to the last decimal. His upload time? One minute before mine. "Too many humanoid bots in the competition this year," his post read. "I’ve decided to use this spider bot instead. If you guys like it, I’ll even send you model kits…" I swept everything off my desk with a violent crash. "How? Why?!" My eyes burned, my control hanging by a thread.

I was the bridge, the one who would ensure the frequency reached its target without tearing us apart first. ​The first of the Clockwork Prophets appeared at the mouth of the pass just as the moon rose. They were terrifying to behold. Massive, multi-legged walkers made of brass and iron, their chimneys belching black smoke into the pristine air. Thousands of smaller, spider-like drones scurried between the legs of the giants, their mandibles glowing with a blue, electrical fire. ​They did not send a messenger. They did not ask for surrender. They simply began to move toward us, a slow, grinding tide of metal that promised only annihilation.

Colorful graphs and charts illuminated the walls, displaying the performance metrics of our cutting-edge creations. My eyes settled on the central display screen, where a three-dimensional holographic projection of a robot rotated gracefully. This model was the latest breakthrough in our lineup—a guardian with enhanced surveillance capabilities and autonomous decision-making skills. It was designed to safeguard homes, offices, and even high-security facilities. The potential was immense, and today's inspection was crucial to ensuring our success.

It was like throwing a twig into a bonfire. "We need to keep moving," Eliana said, pulling at my arm. "Kazi won't stop at the main gate. He'll send the Sweepers." "Sweepers?" "Autonomous hunter-killer drones," she explained, her voice rising in panic. "Small. Fast. They are designed for tunnel warfare. They map, they track, and they detonate." I forced myself to stand. My legs felt like lead pipes. "Which way?" "I don't know," she admitted. "I can't see anything. It's pitch black."

Ewan, with pride, explained, "That's Quark Warbot's power. It can break down organic tissues. The energy from the beam damages the very core of cells, leading to this decomposition effect." "Naturally, the stronger one's power, the longer they can withstand it. If it strikes you, it might not cause complete decomposition. But it could still inflict severe damage on your physical form and affect your Solar Titan Physique. Gideon, what do you think of it?" "It's incredible!" Gideon marveled. "Quark Warbot is beyond my comprehension. However, I suspect this formidable advanced weapon has its limitations. For instance, it likely can't be operated continuously." Ewan agreed with a nod. "You're co

He even doesn’t try to fight back, he just dodges every single blow they send. Kartika, Herman, and Varz who are kept busy with those Chorobot almost reach their limit. They have a feeling that those robots are getting stronger as they defeat them one by one. By looking at Alfi, Koji, and Rian who look like beasts is enough to make them worry about the trio. With such an opponent, they seem to understand why Alfi decided to use the full power of Pukan.