Gundam Transformers Crossover Novels & Stories

Anya, a revered elder amongst the Guardians, now a frail yet vibrant figure, watched a young recruit train in the combat simulator. The recruit, a vibrant Xylosian with shimmering iridescent scales, weaved through a simulated asteroid field, her movements a blur of grace and agility. Anya, a flicker of amusement playing on her lips, felt a pang of nostalgia. The galaxy had evolved. Technological advancements had blurred the lines between species, with bio-engineered enhancements and advanced prosthetics becoming commonplace.

- Said one of the allies. - If Lord Kurayami offers us the means. - He said. – They made an army between hybrid clones between a Gordanian and a Daxamite, they would be exchanging forces, weapons, and military forces. - There were pure breeds. – Said Gordaniana. – We may have a troop swap and bring Zurlara ’s old academy. - Said another. - I will be a regent and by my side. - Said Brunel-drei. – I will be worshiped as one of the generals who brought the two planets back. - Said Brunel.

And just in one of the soldiers screamed louder as Kambi and Kamdi were shown to be in their midst as they grabbed two of the soldier's legs swiveling them around with superspeed and then flinging them at the others making them crash the tables, while some who managed to survive also tried to pick up their guns quickly but Kambiri dashed at them with super speed, as it's light keeps reflecting around the soldiers as the soldiers were screaming till he appears right behind Ike and all the soldiers were shown to be dead as their bodies are all bleeding. "Serves them right," Kambiri said as he place his right arm on Ike's shoulder and both he and his brother Kamdi transforms back to human and s

Being jealous of a being who can have total power over me…I wouldn’t be that stupid. “Not as much as you. I didn’t follow her like a puppy dog around the castle. You did. I can handle it. In the meantime, do everything in your power to stay away from her.” “I will. Trust me.” “Great, now say, fetch Max.” “Fetch Max,” I repeated. At this max zoomed out of my room and reappeared like no time had passed “Take this.” Max handed me a glittering purple vile. “What is it?” I asked.

The twin-linked railguns mounted on its apex cast long, terrifying shadows across the mud-stained concrete of the munitions plant. And it belonged to a gamer from the Undercity. Torque walked up to the massive treads, reaching out with his organic hand to touch the cold, unyielding metal. He pulled his hand back quickly, as if afraid the machine might suddenly wake up and bite him. "I've scavenged scraps from Blackwatch drones," the cyborg warlord muttered, shaking his head. "I've built guns out of plumbing pipes. But this... Wraith, this is the fist of God."

Neriah POV I left Heritage Mall with the warrior. He bought a sampler box of fudge. There were six different kinds. I stuck it in my bag. I don’t want to have to share it with Jemisha. By share, I mean she will take it, and Father and Regina will encourage it. Ambrose kept texting me, saying that the livestream for Jemisha is dramatic and over the top. I told him to keep watching because I got her a gift. It will put her in a corner and allow me to start exposing my father and Regina in front of an audience.

The drones swarmed, but the violet light in Xander’s eyes surged, creating a localized EMP that sent the silver machines crashing to the deck like dead birds. We reached the base of the antenna. It was a terrifying spire of humming black glass, glowing with a restless, internal fire. "Together," Xander said. We began to climb. The wind tried to rip us from the glass, and the cold was a physical weight, but the adrenaline and the Sovereign code held us steady. We reached the primary conduit—a pulsing core of pure energy that fed the world’s debt. I held out the diamond fragment. Xander placed his hand over mine, his violet glow intensifying until his skin seemed to become translucent.

Xander starts, but a commotion from the transformed Grand Nexus cuts him off. Marcus leads a contingent of the Altered, their unstable forms radiating defiance. "Your weapons are corrupted," he announces. "Your leadership has failed. Even your own identities are compromised. Step down, before you doom us all." Behind him, dozens of beings from across merged realities voice their support. Some I recognize from multiple sets of memories – allies in one timeline, enemies in another. Their own identities seem to shift and fluctuate, Luna's changes affecting everyone to some degree. "The weapons may be corrupted," I counter, "but they're also our only chance. The Shield could be the key to everyt

Lando turned to me, " if you know what is good for you, you'll come with me!" I stepped forward and stood in front of Lando. So close. " Your threats no longer have that effect on me, Lando, try that on someone else!" I stated bluntly. " I see, so my girl has developed wings. And now she’s flying? Oh wow! That's interesting but I doubt you can fly any higher because...." He fixed his sunglasses over his eyes. "My claws are too deep into you for that to happen my LEONA." " You two have a great time." He saluted and walked to his car.

Warmonger Chassis Type 13 [A] - Primal Machinations “Planetcracker” Omniresonant Greathammer [S] - Primal Machinations “Primdahl” Round Shield [A] - Mechanica Dharma “Retribution” Mass Driver Pistol [A] — Each of them were installed with the hyperionization submodules that Raijin had put together, which helped protect their armor and shields from Imperial disintegrators. And so they easily raised their shields in front of them, and happily shrugged off any incoming fire from the ships they charged towards.