Crosshairs Transformers 4 Novels & Stories

"Fuck. This isn't good." "We should be able to override it if we use both our powers. We'd stand a better chance with Frog but he's probably standing by Tricksy as he deals with his loss." Tarsi pulled out his tangling needles and held them out in front of him in a flat 'x' pattern. They began to spark where they met in the middle.

00ms] Xander stepped into the center of the projection, his presence causing the holographic lines to ripple and bow toward him. As the Living Core, he was the anchor of our world, but even he looked grim. The silver runes on his arms were pulsing with a violent, staccato rhythm—the sound of the Earth itself bracing for impact.

At that moment, a towering iron-armored spider over six meters tall crashed through the gate, appearing before everyone's eyes. Its eight metallic limbs pierced the ground like sharp spears. Mounted on its abdomen was an oversized crossbow, glowing red-hot from its previous barrage, exuding terrifying energy.

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

He died in Vlad’s hands just like that. Soon after, some black-clad men emerged from the shadows. They cleaned up the bodies at the scene as quickly as possible, making it appear as if nothing had happened on the streets. Tyr, who was standing in front of the hotel window, had witnessed the entire incident with his own eyes. Whenever powerhouses at the peak of the Transformation unleashed their auras, they were able to exert magnificent pressure on their opponents, be it the Baxter the Old Scholar, Sporus, or Clovis. The aforementioned people could do that effortlessly.

The figure had simply vanished, its physical body turning into a cloud of thick, cold smoke that reformatted itself ten feet away on top of a rusted electrical transformer box. Silas and Marcus took positions behind the mouth of the alley, their weapons opening fire in a tight, synchronized defensive pattern. Silas’s heavy caliber sniper rifle barked with a deafening, flat report that echoed through the narrow lane like a gunshot in a closed room. The silver-tipped rounds struck the shadow on the transformer box directly in the center of its indigo mask, but the bullet didn't draw blood. It passed through the black mist like it was nothing more than chimney smoke, striking the metal box behi

Hikaru recalled. " Yeah, and it was ruined by Goblin blood and that blue slimy blood from that huge monster." I nodded. " V4 was wearing armor, but when he transformed into a full beast form it changed with him like a Version uniform. How?" Hikaru asked. " Elder Version's uniform is armour like V4. Training and Version uniforms are like mine and Manor's. " " So Manor has a uniform like V4 and V4 has a uniform like yours?" " Yup."

In a deft move, Xavier's grip locked onto Adam's wrist and he pushed Xavier up toward the approaching guards. Xavier was in the air. Xavier's fingers deftly removed the sharp, thin needle from his collar, a fashion accessory that had now become a deadly weapon. The metamorphosis encompassed the essence of their situation - a struggle for existence, where even the most unexpected resource became a means of protection. As the needle glowed in Xavier's hand, the air pulsed with anticipation of the coming confrontation. In one deft move, he drove the pin into the giant's right eye with relentless force, his grip tightening as he moved onto the massive creature's back. A howl of pain came from th

This is what I was born to do, and this is what I’ll do ‘til my final breath. “When you start with the philosophy shit, I start with the Zs,” Hendrix mocks. “Shut up and focus on the battle. Focus on being a werewolf. Being an Alpha.” Right now, warriors are going to their positions, strategically placed throughout the borders. With their updates through the mind link, I can almost see them, ears pricked, eyes scanning, and nostrils flaring. Ready. Fierce. In the watchtowers, specialized warriors have their wolfsbane dart guns at hand, hoping to knock our enemies out so we can interrogate them later. I shudder internally at the thought of one of those darts piercing my skin, but they’re a ne

June cried, hugging him tight. Then a cold shadow fell over them. The girl 04 was standing at the edge of the crater. She did not look like a girl anymore. The girl 04 was taller now. Her skin had this black glow. The girl 04s eyes were not purple or brown like they used to be. They were blood red now. The girl 04 said "The joining is finished." The girl 04s voice was really deep. It did not sound like a kids voice all. "Thank you Sister," the girl 04 said. "I could not have opened the door from the side without your help."