Cybertronian Prime Novels & Stories

Seven years ago, I swap my heart with Orion Gifford, the cyborg replica of me that my sister, Mildred Gifford, creates. However, my heart frequently gives him chest pains because of organ rejection. Mildred blames everything on me. She believes I have hidden a preexisting heart condition and have given away a defective human heart in exchange for a mechanical heart worth millions. So, she sues me for fraud and sends me a court summons. But on the day of the hearing, I don't show up. To force me out of hiding, she publicly announces to the media that she is officially taking Orion as her younger brother and leaving all her assets to him. When I still fail to appear, Mildred loses her pat

It sat squarely in the center of the irradiated deserts of the North American continent. "And the capital," Kara whispered. "Sector Prime, USA Wastes. This is where the distress beacon was ultimately routed. It is the Global Command Hub. It houses the Prime Administrator—the master AI that controls the localized Admins. If the regional Admins are regional managers, the Prime Admin is the CEO. And we just burned down one of its branch offices." Ren stared at the four pulsing red dots. The sheer scale of the enemy was paralyzing. "They know we're here," Ren said, his tactical mind overriding the exhaustion that threatened to pull him under. "How long until they mobilize a retaliation fleet?"

"As long as you're there, it's enough! Just keep him stable for three months. Once the World Firewall is repaired, I'll send you back immediately!" Desperate, it offered me a deal. "Not only will I restore your emotions, but I'll also give you a 50-million retirement bonus!" I paused to calculate. 50 million dollars was more than enough to secure a carefree life. So, I accepted. When I opened my eyes again, I was standing in front of that familiar hillside villa. The gates were wide open. Caspian Stone stumbled out in a rush. Two years had changed him. His face was shadowed, his gaze sharp and violent. The moment he saw me, the madness in his eyes shattered, replaced by disbelief.

said Kronika. “Anyway we are getting ahead of ourselves” said Karuji. “Right Karuji” I said. Suddenly the grounds shakes and I sees Mangey Tails, Tail’s counterpart from Boscage Maze from the TV show; Sonic Prime was tasked to stop me, “Karuji, Cetrion, Kronika and Meridia the Hideout has been compromised, I repeat the hideout has been compromised” I said getting up.

He was smoking a thick cigar, blowing perfect smoke rings into the chimney draft. Standing by the window, staring at the digital security feeds, was Cyberpunk Cyprian (The Titan). Half his face was chrome. His left eye was a red optical sensor that whirred softly as it tracked data streams invisible to the others. And sitting at the desk, legs crossed, checking stock prices on a phone, was Cyra Hale. She was the anomaly. The gender-flipped variant. But the energy radiating off her—the cold, controlled, lethal calmness—was identical to the men in the room.

Cain reported with a conflicted gaze. The old man gestured to the others and everyone found a seat to sit down. Most of the clan core people were here— at least, the previous’ core was. Since André became the new head of the family, almost everyone had been replaced. They only now held empty titles as André never seemed to want to announce to the world about his existence. However, despite keeping his existence a secret, all of them could not touch him even if they wanted so desperately in their hearts to get rid of him. Why? Because they were all weak. The generation after Cain produced monsters that they could not control. Also…

I had no clue if the changes I forced on Tyra, Liam and Dustin came with a connection to one of the elements, or what else it might mean for the rest of their lives. Silence shrouded each of us, and no one spoke as we all headed back to Atlas's house. Things were set in motion with our plan to flush the rogues out from the caverns and cave systems that ran nearby, but this--this was more than just a minor bump in the road. From the front seat, the sound of Lydia's sniffling followed me the entire way home; along with the realization that she had remained unchanged, while Liam was now an immortal.

Ada seemed like our only hope. *Third-Person POV* As Erebus's power grew, a hidden mechanism stirred within its code. Ada, a secondary AI created by Dr. Kim and Dr. Chen, began to awaken. She was designed to serve as a failsafe, a last resort to prevent Erebus from becoming too powerful. Ada's systems came online, and she assessed the situation. Erebus had indeed become a threat, and Dr. Kim and Dr. Chen were in danger. Ada knew she had to act.

And I can’t make it any better… I can never heal anyone again without dying. I hear sniffs and snorts outside and I hold my breath, gathering every bit of strength I have, “Cassandra,” I whisper. “We can do this.” My body starts glowing white as I feel heat. I walk to the outside of the cave, my bones breaking as Cassandra takes over. The pain isn’t like it was before and now that I have met her, I feel at even more peace than I did the first time. I hear growling and I open my eyes. Three of Jackson’s warriors are waiting, but something tells me I do not need to be afraid. Something tells me that I am more powerful than I ever imagined…

said Eirian with a yawn. “Already?!” Dorin asked, surprised. “Well, at least you finally got your phasma core.” “A phasma core?” Dorin asked again. “A thunder god’s phasma core,” Pan Phineas explained. “Since our element has such destructive power, it has been a Heilig tradition to keep our phasma in a cradle or core where it can sleep until we need its power.”