Cybertron Elite Guard Novels & Stories

Cyran- Leaving with Kellan, Azura, and Jade, we made our way to the headquarters of the council. The others lingered behind, so they could prepare. The goal was to catch everyone off guard, which meant we couldn’t try anything right away. Walking into the building with just Azura, Jade and Kellan stayed behind to greet the others. The guard at the entrance wouldn’t allow them to enter anyway. It would be better if Kellan went in as well, but I understood they were being cautious.

Noise-cancellation fields disguised as security systems, elite guards trained to blend into the walls, motion-triggered locks coded to neural signatures. Eden moved like a shadow. She dropped two men in the west wing before disabling the motion sensors with an electromagnetic disruptor. Roman cleared the south corridor, disabling the uplink node with a pulse grenade. They moved in tandem. Efficient. Ruthless. Each site brought more resistance. Each relay fell harder than the last. At the university’s substructure, Eden nearly took a bullet to the shoulder—saved by Roman tackling her behind a vault pillar. “Still alive?” he asked, breath ragged.

the guy complained, “You’ll get mobbed! For sure!” “Don’t worry, we’ll take care of that stuff,” Johan replied. “I’m Johan, that’s Dorin, Margarette and Lilith, and you?” “I’m 2nd lt. Grayson!” Lilith piped in. “I-I’m Sgt. Matthew Owen...” said the new recruit, “elemental weapons... master class...”

“Access denied. The Vault is a sanctuary for the Living. Not a tomb for the Dead.” "She’s not dead!" Caleb roared, stepping toward the sphere. "Open the gate, or I’ll blast this glacier into the ocean!" “Hostility detected. Engaging defensive protocols.” Suddenly, the snow beneath their feet began to shift. Four massive, metallic shapes—centipede-like drones with serrated limbs—burst from the ice. They moved with a terrifying, liquid speed, their sensors locked onto the Titan team. "Protect the Chairwoman!" Silas shouted, his rifle barking as he opened fire.

"They want the Stasis. They’ve spent a century waiting for the Everett bloodline to reach 'Critical Sync.' To them, Leo isn't a child. He is the Seed of a new global operating system." As the first squad of soldiers hit the ground, their movements were eerily synchronized. They didn't wear tactical gear; they wore suits of white, liquid-weave armor that flowed like silk. Their faces were obscured by gold-tinted visors that projected a holographic cross—the mark of the original investors. The Mercury Guardian The air in the street suddenly grew heavy, the temperature dropping until their breath turned to mist. The liquid mercury figure of Julian Vane drifted toward the center of the conflict.

he said finally. “That thing doesn’t follow commands the same way the others do.” “What does that mean?” “It means,” Adrian said, his voice tightening slightly, “You don’t direct it.” A beat. “You point it.” Lyra swallowed. The system pulsed again. Stronger. Heavier. [TITAN-CLASS GUARDIAN ONLINE] [CONTROL LINK: UNSTABLE] [PRIMARY DIRECTIVE: ENGAGE HOSTILE THREAT] The Titan moved. One step. The ground shook violently. Sand surged outward in a wave, smaller guardians staggering slightly as the massive construct advanced.

Shaun was standing at the hood of the lead interceptor vehicle, his dark armor covered in external ammo pouches, his tactical rifle slung tightly across his chest plate. The moment Kaelen and I stepped out onto the garage floor our combined, fated mate aura rolling out across the space like a suffocating tidal wave all thirty-two elite warriors instantly snapped into a rigid, absolute salute. The scent of our bond fresh strawberries, heavy cream, and Kaelen’s sharp winter pine filled the damp air, completely choking out the exhaust fumes and cementing our total command over the vanguard. "The splits are ready, Alpha Kaelen! Luna Elara!" Shaun shouted over the roar of the engines. "The heavy

Seeing that he did not argue this point, the Day Gate Director then added, “This is advanced notice, Banshee. You have two weeks to report to Crosson.” Observing the muscles in his jaw tense and the arch of his eyebrow twitch as Cazer’s head flicked back toward the two intruders. He growled suspiciously, “Crosson? That’s a clear set up.” Made slightly indignant by the accusation, lines formed around her elegant lips as her teeth ground together mildly. “I simply need guard detail and, although I’m begrudged to admit it, Chiri Krane is still one of the most efficient and reliable Guardians we have.” Annaliese responded, seeming physically pained to admit the compliment.

The two guards became unconscious that moment. Mika and katleho wore the ICTech uniform, then went to enter the inside building. There they saw two other guards, Mika kicked one guard twice on his chest then on his stomach,he then injected him with the XXR syrum on the neck, he did the same with the other guard while katleho was making her way into the power utility room, she placed a magnet in order to disrupt the network connection. Mika was beating up the other guards that were running to stop them. "I have run out of the syrum." He said.

With a final, deafening crack of static, the screen flashed: [UPLINK COMPLETE. DATA TRANSMITTED.] Elara went limp in Kazimir’s arms. Across the room, the green light on her father’s pod flickered, turned red for a terrifying second, and then stabilized back to green. The data was gone. Her father was alive. But as the security doors began to hiss open, revealing a second, larger wave of Thorne's elite Aether-Guards (human soldiers in powered armor), Elara didn't move. She lay deathly still in Kazimir’s arms, her skin pale and her pulse fading.