Cybertron Elite Guard Novels & Stories

"We hit the dampener station first. We turn their own system against them." "That’s a death wish," Vane said, though he didn't put the map away. He traced a line from the cellar to the industrial quarter. "The dampener station is guarded by the elite vanguard. Those aren't just soldiers; they’re augmented. They have the tech to withstand the kind of cold you’re putting out." "Then we don't use the cold," Ignis said, his gaze shifting to the door, where the sound of heavy, armored boots echoed in the distance. The sound was rhythmic, systematic, and entirely devoid of hesitation.

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.

The granite doors of the regional headquarters behind her suddenly hissed open. A squad of real-world corporate enforcers stepped out into the rain—not guards, not soldiers, but men in pristine gray suits with silver-plated cybernetic implants visible along their jawlines. They carried heavy, anti-material rifles that were wired directly into their forearms, their red laser-sights dancing across my stomach with a steady, lethal focus. The "Void-Hybrid" inside my womb let out a massive, agonizing thrum that shatters the windshield of the Director's car into a cloud of white dust.

“No. I don’t want you. I don’t want to be Luna. I don’t want to be a part of this pack. I’m leaving whether you like it or not, Carlos.” I turned to the door, grabbing the handle. “Then you left me no choice.” I opened the door as the words left his mouth. I froze. Two pack soldiers stood in front of me. ‘Erin,’ Blue said, her voice filled with panic. “Luna Erin has contracted a contagious disease,” Carlos said from behind me. “For the safety of the pack, she needs to be isolated immediately.” I slowly turned around. “What?” Neither of the soldiers moved. Carlos looked straight past me towards them. “Take her to the quarantine warehouse. No one goes near her without my permission.”

"The central core is shielded. I can't go further without someone on the inside." Leon stepped forward. "I'll do it. My access signature is still recognized. And this time, I want to make it right." They entered the data chamber. Towering spires of memory crystal loomed overhead, humming softly. Echo Prime's heart. The team split: Mirabel and Darius guarded the main entrance while Elodie, Clara, and Leon worked the override. Bella and Xavier moved toward the uplink bridge. But just as they approached- The lights pulsed red.

Aycxe, Noella, and I will be together while Sophia and Shiela have a separate mission. "I'm used to you not being talky when we go to transactions like this, but it's too much today," Aycxe commented while looking at the scope of the sniper gun she was holding. I rolled my eyes and sighed deeply. "Something bad just happened to greet my day," I answered and looked at the tablet I was holding to make sure the bombs I attached yesterday were working properly. We are here on the rooftop of an old building not far from the actual target area. Noella will take care of the information. Aycxe will be the sniper. And I will be the cleaner.

And with the amount of damage he’s done to the pack, him running away will just be unacceptable. They ran up the stairs and were greeted by another group of guards, bigger, muscular, equipped with silver bullet pistols, and probably high voltage taser guns. Unfortunately, Axel wasn’t a bit intimidated—and so was his team. Without a second of hesitation, the big and bulky guards were thrown off-guard by his aggressive Epsilons now being led by Tyrone. [More at 11:00.] Informed Ryker from the earbud. Oh, good. He’s already inside the control room of the HQ.

I wiped a smear of grease from my cheek and kept going. After walking for like forever, the energy changed. I knew I was close to Lumen. "Halt. Identification required," a metallic voice boomed. I froze behind a massive cooling pipe. A Sentry-Bot, its chassis painted in the gold and white of the Elite Guard, poised ten feet above the ground. Its red sensor eye swept the area in a slow, rhythmic arc. "Just a ghost," I whispered to myself.