High Tide Transformers: Rescue Bots Novels & Stories

I groaned in frustration, grappling with the pain and confusion. The pain reached a crescendo, and in a desperate bid for relief, I released it. The pent-up power surged outward, the sheer force toppling trees in its wake before enveloping me in a shimmering fog. I shut my eyes against the flood of memories carried by the fog, but resistance was futile. I was transported once more, this time into the Alpha's mate.

"The system is rerouting auxiliary power to defend the core." "Then we don't hit the breaker," Anji decided. He hauled his crowbar from his belt, his eyes fixed on the massive overhead transformer array. "We force an over-saturation." "Are you serious? You'll bring the whole roof down!" "The roof is already compromised!" Anji roared, lunging toward the scaffolding that rose like a spine toward the transformer hub. "If we bridge the current from the tower’s remaining feed—if we shove the rest of that power back down the throat of the grid instead of out the antenna—it’ll short the relay! The singularity will implode!"

Something that didn't belong in a "Real World." A **Titan** stepped out of the shadows. It was thirty feet tall, its body made of rusted iron and pulsing violet tubes. It had the face of a man, but the eyes were giant searchlights. On its chest, a large silver logo was etched into the metal: **AETHEL-GROUP: ASSET RECOVERY**. "Subject 01 and Donor 04," the Titan’s voice boomed, sounding like a thousand speakers blowing out at once. "You have exceeded your 'Independence' quota. Please remain still while your 'Conflict Data' is harvested."

He had built a physical circuit breaker, a short-circuit payload designed to blow any server rack that tried to draw power through his signet's unique frequency. "HANG ON!" I screamed, throwing my body completely over Elias's, wrapping my arms around his head, pressing his face into my shoulder. BOOOOOOM! The transformer exploded in a violent, blinding eruption of blue fire and melting copper! The shockwave tore through the room, blowing out every computer terminal, every light, every server rack in a massive EMP blast that shattered the night! The steel deck gave way beneath us under the massive thermal impact, and the entire high-voltage room collapsed downward into the ocean below.

her question took my drowsy away and changed it into fully-awakened-soul. "What? What news? I was on the television?" I almost lost myself on it after hearing what she said. "It's the launch of the humanoid robot of Gomez Robotics. In all fairness, the robot really looks like a real human." Her voice hinted an astound over Francis 1.0. What more if ever she sees Aiden 2.3? The one who's closely enough to be considered as a real human.

Adrian thursted her arms forwards forgoing a wall of ruby quartz to absorb the hit. “I got a theory but I have to get close enough to those pods first,” “We’re on it,” I said as it nodded to Natalie and Rick. Natalie conjured two constructs of barrel machine guns and unleashed fire on the praying mantis, blinding its vision. As the giant robot recovered from Natalie attack, Rick harnessed the spirits of a kangaroo to jump several feet in the air, towards the mantis before slamming his fist down on the mantises head. “Middies , can you give me a lift, Eric said in his mind. I nodded to him before flying off the ground as the others destructed the mentis. The same pod as before glow white as t

His red eyes on his dark face looked truly intimidating. The most eye-catching aspect of his appearance was his horns that extended out from the back of his neck. Not just one, but 3 curvy horns extending out in a sequential height ranging from 1 cm to 5 cm. His lip was much thinner. He stood straight on two legs as he looked quite similar to a human being, except for some aspects. The moment Creed spotted those horns, he gulped a mouthful of saliva. He now understood why these rescue bots hesitating to come closer to the building. The bots were built to recognize ill-intent and hostility. There was a lot of hostility emanating out of him.

She too, dropped to the floor. "Everyone! Activate your suits again!!" ordered Peter from the bunker. However, before the rest of the rescue team could do so, they felt a wave surge past them. In the next instant, all equipment in the safehouse were short-circuited. The unmanned legion, which was still in the safehouse, stopped functioning and all five robots dropped to the floor. Peter, Lea, Amanda, Jocelyn and Kimberly could not operate the robots. "S**t!! Our systems are down. Now we do not know what is going on over there!" exclaimed Peter.

It slid back to its place as soon as the vehicle had passed through. He jogged to the corner where an elevator was located. A device at the top scanned him before the elevator opened. He got in and the door shut behind him with a ding. He pressed the button labeled ‘Front Yard’ and within moments it opened in front of the yard. The robots he had deployed were busy loading the boats with boxes. “Roasty, how long would this take?” “Twenty seconds, five boxes left.” It replied and continued with its work. Arnold watched as the bots loaded the rest of the boxes.

Leo’s muffled voice echoed from the lower deck, followed by the heavy clanking of iron tools throwing manual circuit breakers. ​On the main terminal display, a blue power meter began to spike violently. The transmission mast directly above their heads began to hum with a high-pitched, static frequency that made the hairs on Vivian's arms stand on end. ​400 yards. ​The lead hover-transport roared over the rising floodwaters, its massive industrial fans kicking up giant curtains of black spray. Through her scope, Vivian could see Marcus pointing a mechanical arm toward the tower's roof, screaming orders over the wind to the vanguard team lining the deck.