Dinobot Optimus Prime Novels & Stories

Lenox pov A demonic baby, how fucking cool is that? While everyone in my family keeps fussing around about how unreal this situation seems, all I can do is grin as if someone just tossed me the winning lottery ticket. A demon for a child. A demon for a child I’m naming Optimus Prime Megatron if I get my hands on any legal paperwork. Hell, this feels better than any emotion I’ve ever felt before. Can anyone imagine how cool is this? Beyond any limit of cool I could imagine.

Optimus repeated, making its way to the terrified kids who were now calm because they’re both with their mother. “I thought you’re both big now?” Lexi teased and they both shook their heads, “it’s not going to hurt you.” She assured them and they gave her the ‘how would you know that’ look until I assured that Optimus wouldn’t. They responded to Optimus' greetings and even introduced themselves to it and the rest of breakfast went on with them asking multiple questions about Optimus and why I had him. “I work in tech and I made Optimus when I thought I wanted to go into creating robots.” I answered, they were awed and Cassian was floored.

In a flash they spread out, wings flashing electricity, the group watching from above forgotten, Obiora was right, this is what they do best. Binta worked her body into a blur, blitzed forward to meet the charging machines and dropped the first set of drones in a blast of electricity as Obiora charged the group of giant robots pounding the first in line into matchwood and then hurled the ruined metal unto it's mates. Babybaby leapt on Shettima’s back as he rendered both of them intangible while a cyborg cat leaping for them crashed through them against another cat Orchid had frozen into popsicle.

"Look closely, bro! It's Transformers! It's Optimus Prime! "What's with the lack of reaction? Are you even a man?" "But my girlfriend is still waiting …" "They can't compare to Optimus Prime!"

ADA LUBE After rotating the iron tap valves to clear the ice grime from my pelt, my fingers retrieve Hayden’s ranking day token from the velvet storage case to run a detailed inspection. The asset is a high-tier, voice-integrated synthetic robot predator, engineered to look like an ice tiger because my tracking logs show Hayden maintains a supreme affinity for big cats. That specific variable drove my choice on the digital market.

"I think I'll go find him. Enjoy yourself tonight." I smiled at Nwabueze as Adam and I walked away. "Who was that?" I asked. "Nwabueze Oghojafor," Adam replied. "He's the Beta Superior over the African packs, based in Nigeria. His father, Orabueze, is the Alpha." I nodded. "He seemed nice." "He is," Adam said, waving at someone. "He and his father are very close allies of ours." "I thought Europe was your closest ally?" I asked, lowering my voice.

Ali and Nathan released their wings while Ibrahim transformed into a fully massive lion. “Can… Can I bring my own pet?” Shadow nodded. “Phwet!!!” Juviana called her own ride. Dum! Dum! Dum! Loud steps echoed through the forest that they were residing in. an expected ride came forward. “Is that…” Ali admired it. “Wow.” Nathan inevitably compared his body with that thing. “A T-rex.” Ibrahim’s jaw slacked open. “A dinosaur, for real?” Shadow gushed over it with a highly interested complexion.

“Monroe buried the primary access behind multiple biometric failsafes—linked to him and you.” Aurora’s gaze flicked between Damien and Prime. “So either you override the system…” “Or he does,” Damien finished grimly. The pod hissed again, the fluid beginning to drain. Prime’s form rose, unbothered by gravity, landing barefoot on the steel platform. Naked, expressionless, and terrifyingly calm. Prime stepped forward, movements fluid but mechanical, like a man who hadn’t yet remembered how to be human. Damien stepped between him and the others.

While every member of the army was working hard to build their future home, there were two shiny cocoons in the middle of their lot guarded by rats and their little golems. They were Lorne mowers II and Ben Dover II, and as their mothers, were brood mothers too. David needed tanks and attackers to start hunting, and the solution was simple: plated rhinos and blood vultures. Bone vultures would not be as useful as their red cousin, so Upton was spared of the role.

"Yes. Like that." Louis studied Theo through the window with serious eyes. "He has dinosaurs too." "He does." "Maybe we have the same ones." Louis looked at his own patrol formation, considering. "I have the Ankylosaurus. Does he have the Ankylosaurus?" "I'm not sure," I said, though I was fairly certain he did. The set had included one. "That's important," Louis said, apparently to himself, and returned to watching. I turned back to Theo.