Cybertronian Wars Novels & Stories

Halturian smiles when he sees me, the spaceship has already taken off, and we hover in the air above Equx, the other spaceships surround the planet as Halturian firms to me and says. "Are you ready, Son?." I nod my head as I reply. "Yes, let's do this." Halturian grins as he hands me the comms, he says. "I'll let you do the honour for your mate." I take the comms from him as I give the order to the fleet of spacecraft surrounding the planet I shout. "FIRE…….." And Equx is no more, All we have to do now is find this God Tyber Son of Jalab, brother of Davin and end this war once and for all.

“Good, you have a goodnight.” I hung up the phone and slammed my hand on the glass top. The glass cracked underneath my fist and I was not even surprise. I was more heated than anything. If Triniti gotten pregnant by Dominic, then she must’ve found out about them being wolves. Not only them, but about me as well. That was not the only thing that worried me. Since Dominic knocked up Triniti, that means war was indeed, bound to happen. “Damn it, Trin,” I whispered to myself. “What have you done?”

something. Tristan squinted against the glare of the arc-welders. "Walkers," he whispered. "New ones." These weren't the clunky steam-tanks of the Oremond garrison. These were sleek, obsidian-plated killing machines, bipedal and armed with what looked like sonic cannons. "There are hundreds of them," Saoirse noted, her voice tight. "If he activates this army..." "He won't need the God-Shell," Tristan finished. "He’ll just march over the world."

The Creators had prepared for energy weapons, but they hadn't prepared for a mountain throwing pieces of itself at them with the force of an asteroid. "Julian! Valerius! Secure the lower bays!" Scarlett’s voice echoed through the mental link. Down in the forest, Julian—now a hulking war-machine of Void-tech—led the cyber-Lycan warriors in a frantic defense against the Creator’s robotic drones that were pouring from the scout-ship’s belly. Valerius moved like a shadow among the machines, his sonic flute shattering their internal processors before they could even aim. "This is poetry!" Valerius laughed over the comms, his red eyes blazing. "The gods are bleeding, and the rats are biting back!"

"You always did type faster than I could think." "She's isolating the Trojan horse, Dad!" Leo shouted over the comms, the sheer awe evident in the five-year-old's voice. "She's building a digital quarantine around the biometric trigger. Mom, you are literally fighting a cyber-war against your own brain stem right now!" Maya didn't answer. Her brow furrowed in intense concentration. The deeper her hands dug into the Covenant's programming, the more aggressive the virus became. The screen began to flash red. The Trojan horse realized it was under attack and initiated a defense protocol.

Minos(surprised):what's that my lord Ziphar:Before the battle begins I want you to go to earth and find my wife and son and protect them with your life from danger Minos:OK my lord,as you wish (as he bows and leaves to get a spaceship and fly to earth) At kataros's spaceship,it continues to edge ever closer to pluto by the minute at hyper speed Zeno:Great general we are three minutes away from Pluto Kataros:Good,has our allies the sun warriors being alerted? Zeno:Yes, great general they have been alerted Kataros:Alright prepare for war we shall soon crush that planet(as he gets up from his sit and wears his armor) Zeno:yes my lord as you wish (sounds the alarm for the warriors to prepare for

I stepped out—and froze. From the ocean rose thousands of mechanical beings—each identical to Lucas. Their blue chest chips glowing. They knelt in unison. “Queen Sophia, we are Lucas’s backup army, created on Mars over the last decade. Our true enemy—your father—has turned the sun into a weapon. Our commander is missing. Will you lead us?” I looked at the sky again. The mystery of the sun… Lucas’s disappearance… everything was pushing us toward a final, ultimate war. I realized—this was no longer a battle for Earth. It was a war for the entire solar system.

When Fabian's thoughts start to get jumbled, he lets out a roar. Chase's faint protestation of "what he says is true, Fabian," was met with silence. His ability to heal is mending his wounds, gradually. The fact that he could move his left leg caught my eye. After staring at me for a while, it continued: "There should be four gods ruling Tribus: Strike, Ultra, Blue Dane, and S—." Stop wasting my time, Chase. A woman's voice suddenly cut in, distracting Chase. The jangling of weapons follows as an assault is readied. Isabel is the one who acts as though the secret is a matter of life and death and must be kept hidden.

Kemi said, stepping up to my side as I stood on the viewing deck of the primary distribution tower. She handed me a clean metal cup filled with warm water and crushed mint—the first clean harvest from the sector six hydroponic bays. "The mid-tier syndicates... they sent a delegation down from the third tier an hour ago. They brought five crates of high-grade cybernetic diagnostics and three barrels of refined lithium grease. They aren't trying to enforce a manual remote-wipe anymore, sister. They’re begging to trade their medical reserves for a single line of data-clearance through our child's processing core."

The massive blast doors at the top of the ramp began to buckle, glowing red-hot as if they were being melted from the outside. "What is that?" Aris demanded, spinning toward her monitors. A voice boomed over the intercom, distorted and filled with a manic rage. "Did you really think I’d let you have the Source for yourself, Auntie? I don't need a lab. I have the entire world’s processing power, and I’ve just overclocked every satellite in the hemisphere!" The doors exploded inward. Julian Thorne stepped through the smoke, but he wasn't alone. He was surrounded by a swarm of drones that moved like a single, living organism with their violet lights so bright that they blinded the cameras.