Hot Shot From Transformers Novels & Stories

Aisha pondered. “Do not ask my Lady because this is going to get loud. EVERYONE TAKE COVER NOW!” Kent shouted. He grabbed the two and used his body to shield them, knowing that Esmeralda rapidly built its charge, the revolver cylinder that held the plasma rods started to overheat from the plasma coils and energy cells were slowly overloading. “Okay baby let's show these ass hats what you can do, let them hear you sing!” Clayton laughed. With a fiendish smile, he pulled the trigger as the railgun barrel cracked and burned with blue electricity as a high-pitched whine echoed around the barrel when all of a sudden it fired a massive burst of pure energy that melted anything in its path.

I almost never transform so I have no idea how to fight with it' ##############

I love you! I spot the shooter behind six different SUVs. "Okay, guys. There's six of them. And only three of us. Reaper, you can teleport. Well, you can in your human form. Can you teleport in your hellhound form?" Reaper, nods his head.

I scoffed at him and Carter’s smile disappeared, replaced with a dark expression on his face, “He is my mate and you will let us go.” “TAKE THEM! And don’t hurt the girl! I want her alive!” My eyes widened when the Midnight Gamma soldiers suddenly shifted in front of us. Five of them jumped in the air and furs exploded until they landed on the ground with four feet. Dad and I flinched in fear and I heard Troy curse inside the car. But Alpha Hunter remained standing on his spot, fearless and steady, while still giving a deadly glare against Alpha Carter.

Glancing through my reveiw mirror I see it's Micah. Once the tail of my car slams into the tree, Ajay's already unconscious. Micah rushes over, saying, "Guess what? My transformation is complete. Say we test our strengths?" I glance up, and the moon is bright and full. Instantly, Micah starts morphing. Hearing a click, I turn, and Mitchell has a gun with a silencer and beam pointed at my head. I slowly lift my hands and plead, "Mitchell, it's not me. It's Micah."

As he focused his thoughts, the motionless projectiles suddenly reversed direction and went back the way they came! The speed was even faster than before, reaching a whole new level. Whoosh! Bullets turned into streaks and hit their original owners. Suddenly, bursts of blood erupted as the mercenaries fell one after another into pools of blood. Tomas was utterly shocked! Woody, despite coming from a rural area, was surprisingly strong and formidable. In a panic, Tomas shouted into the communicator, "Sniper, take him out for me!"

"Keep it steady!" I regained my footing between the bags, aimed, then took another two shots. One hit his upper arm, the other his shoulder, but he kept coming, unfazed by the gushing holes. I shifted my weight onto my other foot and grinned. I might not have stopped him, but the Thornblood dipped bullets had punctured him, binding shade and host to the same satisfying fate. I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes.

The leader of the team screamed his lungs out while Liam groaned and then smiled as the bullets rushed towards him like electricity while some seemed to penetrate through his body Liam frowned as long Claws crept out of his finger, his teeths tightened as they took a fast transformation into fangs while loud piercing screams of Red Mantis gunmens filled the air as Liam dashed towards them with the speed of light. . . . Meanwhile, there at the 4th floor of the AH, slight Sparks showed up in the air while radiating a slight energy as a round blue portal Suddenly opened up and covered the entire space.

Their baby cried loudly, piercing the night. "AMBULANCE! QUICK! QUICK!" Edgar shouted to his team, his voice nearly desperate. And then, to the shooter: “And you! I fire you! Meet me at the base camp after you return!” Edgar’s voice trembled, full of burning anger. How could an amateur shooter infiltrate his security detail? With his remaining strength, Jonathan raised his trembling hand, touching Harley’s tear-streaked cheek. Their eyes met — full of pain, regret, and unspoken love.

What was there to fear? Sure enough, since the guy couldn't open his mouth, he gave up trying and just locked his eyes on Ray. Kill this man, and whatever ability he had would disappear anyway. He bent his knees slightly and lunged at Ray. He was fast. He wasn't a physical-type, but a beast-transformation type like Shannon. Mid-charge, he started transforming—both arms turning into giant pincers that snapped toward Ray's waist. Ray smiled faintly. "Change back."