Decepticon Oc Novels & Stories

The coven did not look like something built by human hands. It looked like something that had forced itself out of the earth, obsidian black from base to crown, jagged at the top the way shattered bone is jagged, every edge wrong, every angle too sharp. It rose against the sky like a wound that had never closed and the sight of it hit me somewhere beneath my ribs, a deep animal recognition, the way you recognise a thing from a nightmare even when you have never seen it in waking life.

However, the next second, his pupils constricted sharply and he shot to his feet. The chair toppled backward and crashed to the floor with a loud bang, but he seemed completely oblivious, staring fixedly at the screen with bloodshot eyes. He watched with his own eyes as the version of himself in the video knocked me to the ground while trying to carry away the injured Nina. I called out desperately to his retreating figure, but he left without even looking back. The sight of blood pooling everywhere and me being carried away barely alive by the ambulance hit him with tremendous force.

A standing ovation was given for the comedy that was her tearing into Loki. Everyone settled back down because it was planning time now that we had the knowledge of how to destroy them. “What’s our next step?” Bronx asked. “First off, we need to all learn how to fight Demacores. They’re a brutal species. They have a hidden set of razor-sharp teeth that can descend with the bite force equal to a Nile Crocodile. They have two forms. About as tall as Cai,” Ziyah said, having Caiathus stand up. “They have wings that can be used as weapons but are flightless. Not sure what Loki was smoking when he thought up that design. The second form doesn’t have wings but does have enhanced muscles. Their nec

"If you don't stop now, you'll regret it, Clara! Isabella's no longer the little cousin you said she is--she's your adversary!" Clara proceeded, unwilling to let Lucian's remarks slow her down. The tunnel narrowed before entering into a smaller chamber, its walls decorated with softly illuminating symbols. The air was thick, practically choking, but she proceeded, resolute to unearth the answers she wanted. A base sat in the core of the room, and above it lay a bright crystal pulsing with an unusual, beautiful radiance. Clara waited, staring at the gem with a combination of amazement, worry, and anxiety. Something about it felt bright. She walked forward gently, her senses prompting her

The Transformers lie in the realm of tomorrow; the very distant tomorrow. Still, Mr. Lapuz was greatly amused by Ecto 2.0, the robo-puppy that Terra had gifted Kate. He was blown away by how lifelike it behaved. Its prick ears gently pulling back, its tail wagging, its four jointed legs much more flexible than his own arthritic two. Ecto 2.0 also had these expressive, big blue anime eyes made of OLED. The same eyes were equipped with depth cameras that allowed it to gauge any terrain and relay the most apt maneuver to its small but powerful legs. Lastly, Ecto 2.0 was equipped with AI and could remember the layout of Kate’s room and the whole house plus the faces of the people constantly arou

MIA'S POV The Enforcer was bigger than any we'd faced before. Twenty feet of armored death machine, its body covered in plates that looked like they'd been forged from nightmares and bad decisions. Its eyes glowed that sickly blue color I'd come to associate with administrator technology, cold, calculated, and completely without mercy. "TARGETS IDENTIFIED," it announced in a voice that was more mechanical screech than words. "MIA D'LORNE. BREE DEBOIS. CAPTURE PROTOCOLS AUTHORIZED. LETHAL FORCE APPROVED."

Barzil rumbled. Understanding hit his face like a blunt physical impact. His pupils dilated. "Not a simple decoy," I corrected. My heart rate accelerated, a painful thudding against my ribs. "A mimic. Standard decoys utilize thermal output or holographic light. Nergal’s optical implants would detect the lack of mass in a microsecond. This needs to possess your specific weight, Neoma." I tapped the modified power core. Usually, it housed a standard Barzil-cell. I had ripped the battery out, leaving a jagged, empty cavity. Now, there was only an empty, conductive coil.

ACE'S POV "Make sure you detect who deactivated it" I ordered "Torture your men till they confess. If you can't, take them to the torture room." "I have a backup CCTV system," I announced. I felt all if their gazes on me. They're dumb if they think as the Alpha of the pack, I wouldn't have a backup. I need it for security measures. I ignored their gazes and made my way out of there. I could hear the sounds of their shuffling feet rush after me, struggling to meet my long and fast strides.

Adrian said, his voice softer now. "You’ll find that I’m not as intimidating as the rest of the world might think." I forced a smile, trying to ignore the way my heart was pounding in my chest. Was that supposed to be reassuring? I wasn’t sure. He didn’t look like the monster I had been led to expect he was too polished, too… human. And that confused me even more.

All I could do was again slowly shake my head at her antics. “Tonight, the one and only loveable arsehole, it has been decided that we shall be watching the wonderful and amazing………..Deadpool.” Sounding like a salesman pitching his merchandise, our friend Tony answered with enthusiasm and matching Pops’ endearment towards others. Tony was a bit of your average wolf; five foot eleven, dark hair, shaved back and sides, slightly longer on top and left to do its own thing tonight, a lean build and toned muscles just like everyone else because of all the exercising we do.