Devastator Transformers Prime Novels & Stories

Dax grunted, his boots scrambling backward as the Sentinel turned the catwalk itself into a pool of molten slag. "I'm in!" I yelled, finally cracking the final layer of Founder encryption. The master control schematics for the six Prime Forges flooded my screen. I didn't try to shut them down gracefully. I took the raw, chaotic energy of the Origin-Code and built a digital sledgehammer. < COMMAND: EMERGENCY THERMAL VENT. SEVERING SYNCHRONIZATION. > I hit Execute. Deep beneath the earth, the massive, synchronized rhythm of the six Prime Forges suddenly broke.

The prototype lifted its head— revealing eyes glowing with unstable gold, flickering violently like broken light. It spoke with a distorted voice: “…more…” Lena recoiled. This wasn’t human. Not anymore. “What is he?” she whispered. Kass replied with a scientist’s pride. “A failed Primarch. A weapon built from purge DNA. Until now, it had no anchor.” Her smile deepened. “But with your stabilizer gene… it might finally survive.” Lena’s pulse thundered. “You’re creating a monster.” “No,” Kass corrected, “I’m perfecting one.”

Those who had slandered me, those who had hurt me, and those who had once mocked me had all turned to dust in this disaster. Inside the hospital room, the protective barrier had vanished. The storm outside swept in, carrying debris and scorching heat from the lava, and blew Dean’s hair into a mess. He was still holding my hand tightly, but his body was becoming increasingly transparent, as if he could vanish at any moment. System: [Vitality sacrifice still in progress! Host’s vitality lost: 100%. Soul disintegration countdown initiated!] [World Self-Destruction Countdown: 10 seconds… 9… 8…]

"He's changed hasn't he. I hadn't noticed it until the other night when you left. He lost control but not in the way that you think. You did something unexpected beyond his gaze and it infuriated him." "What are you talking about? Just tell me already," I raised my voice slightly, feeling frustrated and agitated. I just wanted somebody to say the words that I had been in denial about since the moment his knee connected with my father's skull. "Prime has awakened," he said the three dreaded words. "How do you know that," I asked slowly, watching the swirls of the mark on my arm. It vaguely resembled the at symbol but had more swirls that formed more letters. There was an 'a' and what looked l

She scrambled to her feet, her boots sliding through the boiling mud as she turned toward the transport wreck. Judicator Trevor was still standing by the secondary curtain line, his hands buried deep within the pulsing sludge, his face twisted into a grotesque, melted mask of pure vengeance. He saw her stand, and his mad laughter rose over the rumble of the mountain. You are too late, Salvatore! he shrieked, his gauntlets pulling a massive, vibrating red moonstone rod from the chassis of the truck—the manual override for the fortress’s primary fuel cells. The capital’s seals are already open! Trevor slammed his palms down, forcing the rod into the central drainage abyss.

Vance whispered, his voice shaking as he stood near the core transformer console. His synthetic jaw-ports weren't flickering with their usual steady amber anymore; they were completely dead, dark holes in his skin that looked like old bullet wounds. He didn't have his data-slate, but he didn't need it. Ten feet away, the heavy ceramic cooling tubes lining the master panel—the ones we had just slaved to the frozen constructs of the Zinc Vanguard—suddenly stopped weeping their green grease. The internal copper coils didn't spark; they simply went cold, the gentle violet hum of our open-source distribution grid dying instantly into a terrifying, hollow silence.

"You believe you have won because you reached the nursery," the First Investor’s voice boomed, vibrating the very marrow of Elena’s bones. "But this Vault was never a sanctuary. It is a Detonator. The moment I depress this switch, the resonance between the Moon and the Earth’s Core will turn into a 'Sympathetic Collapse.' The Earth won't just burn, Elena. It will shatter." Alexander’s violet form was pulsing erratically. He was no longer a man; he was a living bridge of data and soul, his light tethering Selene (the Executioner) to Leo (the Prism).

For a terrifying second, I thought I might not get up. Kade abandoned Prime momentarily and barreled into the Forsaken, buying me precious seconds. I crawled forward, vision blurry, until Sable reached down and hauled me to my feet. “We have to go!” she shouted. “Now! Kade will follow, he always does!” “I’m not leaving him!” I snarled, shoving her off even as my legs threatened to melt of their own accord. 00:00:07 Seven seconds. Unit Prime rose again from the wreckage, half its body burned and mangled from earlier explosions, yet those golden eyes were still alive, so was whatever purpose it was after. “Self-destruct sequence irreversible. All organic targets will be eliminated.”

" I turned and stepped into the Rolls-Royce waiting at the curb. The tinted windows slid up, muffling the desperate wails and curses from Gary and Rita behind me. Then, inside my mind, the familiar robotic voice finally spoke. [Mission complete! The Newark Group has been dismantled. The original Abby's lingering resentment has fully dissipated. Host performance rating: S. Preparing to exit the world…] I closed my eyes and sank into the soft leather seat. A faint, relieved smile tugged at my lips. In this world—where the strong devour the weak—only building wealth and power never betray you. As for cheap family affection and fake love? Throw them in the trash. They'd just take up space. The E

"Herston's essence drain is slowing! Keep going!" But the vault has defenses. Constructs activate. Attack Briton's team. "Hold them off!" Briton keeps destroying artifacts. "Almost done!" Above, Prime realizes what's happening. "You clever bastards. The artifacts!" Prime abandons the throne. Heads for the vault entrance. Jamie intercepts. "You're not going anywhere!" They clash. Dragon versus immortal essence being. The impact shakes the monastery. "You're delaying the inevitable!" Prime's power is immense. "Even if you destroy the artifacts, I'll just curse them again!"