Hot Shot From Transformers Novels & Stories

~ A surge of bright crimson energy erupted from Rey’s hand, sending a blast so destructive that the pressure alone completely shattered the numerous icicles hanging from the ceiling. The intense heat melted everything into oblivion, leaving nothing in its wake, including the camouflaged beasts. “GRUUUUAAAAAAHHH!!” The air was filled with horrified screams as the flames of the explosion burned the camouflaged beasts alive. Fortunately, their suffering didn’t last long. Within a few seconds, they were already dead. “G-Guuuu…!!” Rey already noticed the fright on the face of the BigFoot in front of him. No longer did the creature have its fierce predatory expression, or any hint of violence what

If Angelo gets his hands on Beth and Carson, my life doesn’t matter. I slam my elbow into Cal’s head and my knee takes Marcus in the groin. Cal strikes back with a side kick, but I grab his leg, turn, and push him into Marcus. An explosion followed by a sudden jolt of burning pain to my leg takes me down. I blink several times before I make sense of Gomez standing with a gun—his last bullet fired now buried in my leg. Fuck, it hurts.

I already knew way more about that than I probably should’ve, but she had no idea that was the case. “Well, like I said, Grandma is the perfect person to explain all of this, so I don’t want to confuse you, but basically once a person who has the ability to Transform either into a Hunter or a Guardian is in danger from a Vampire, their body starts the Transformation process. Jamie just sped mine along with a shot.”

He was now securely bound and muzzled. "Dare to spit at me again?" she asked. "Feel like testing your luck?" Lana confidently swung a vine whip in front of Gizmo. Bound and frustrated, Gizmo grunted continuously. He attempted to spit, but the muzzle prevented the saliva from reaching Lana, causing it to land on itself instead. With no hope for a successful counterattack, Gizmo expressed its frustration by rolling on the ground. Finally getting her revenge, Lana made an unexpected request to Hector. "Grandpa Hector, can you give me this little guy?"

"They're designed to latch onto deep-sea intruders and short out their sub-ether grids!" "If they short the Phase-Shield, this pod crumples like a soda can in two seconds," I yelled, my hands frantically engaging the pod's localized gravity-thrusters. "Don't run!" Dax bellowed, stepping up to the secondary gunnery console we had hot-wired into the cabin. He gripped the dual joysticks, linking the Origin-Code targeting matrix to the retrofitted Prime Forge plasma turrets mounted on the nose. "We can't outswim them in a brick! We fight!"

If Angelo gets his hands on Beth and Carson, my life doesn't matter. I slam my elbow into Cal's head and my knee takes Marcus in the groin. Cal strikes back with a side kick, but I grab his leg, turn, and push him into Marcus. An explosion followed by a sudden jolt of burning pain to my leg takes me down. I blink several times before I make sense of Gomez standing with a gun-his last bullet fired now buried in my leg. Fuck, it hurts.

Sizzle. The creature didn't even flinch. The energy beam hit its slime-coated skin and refracted, scattering harmlessly into the darkness. "Energy dispersion coating," Haley shrieked, ducking behind Marcus as the creature lunged. "They’re immune to energy weapons! Use kinetics! Use heavy metal!" "I don't have enough ammo for a Godzilla movie!" Ben Carter screamed, pulling out his dual pistols and firing wildly. The bullets sparked off the creature’s scales like pebbles hitting a steel wall.

I stumble backward, falling on my ass. The next thing I know, I’m tearing my clothes off at inhuman speed. My bones crack as my muscles rearrange. I don’t even feel the pain and discomfort from transformation as adrenaline pumps through my system, driving me forward. I’m completely transformed as my clothes lay in tattered ruins around me. Sasha is pissed and ready to fight.

Cassidy shot out of the building like it was on fire, searching for fresh air before her lungs exploded. Once she was outside, she took a few gulps and tried to slow her raging pulse. She knew her temper had a way of getting the best of her. It had been that way ever since she Transformed, but since the second round of serum, the symptoms had been even worse. She’d been trying to ignore it for months, but in this sort of a situation, there wasn’t much she could do except to try to get away before she said something she’d regret—or turned into The Incredible Hulk and ripped someone a new one.

Then, just as the armored truck crossed the sensor line, Michael pressed the trigger. A deafening blast tore through the street. Fire erupted, throwing metal and concrete in every direction. Jessica sprinted forward through the smoke, weapon raised, heart pounding. The first guard fell before he even turned. The second shouted a warning silenced by Romeo's shot from above. But as the dust settled, a low mechanical hum echoed through the air. Jessica froze. From the center of the wrecked convoy, the armored truck's back doors blew open and what stepped out wasn't human. A towering exosult, black and gleaming, powered by a core that pulsed like living fire.