Hotshot Transformers Prime Novels & Stories

"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!"

He knew exactly what I was pointing out. "Asher, kill the grid," Caleb whispered into his internal radio, his fingers already hovering over the office circuit breakers. Before Yuri could give the order to fire, Caleb slammed his palm against the emergency override. At the exact same fraction of a second, Asher fired three heavy rounds directly into the main transformer box on the warehouse floor. The lights didn't just go out; they exploded in a shower of white sparks. The warehouse was instantly plunged back into a chaotic hell of crimson emergency strips and deafening gunfire. Yuri’s men opened fire blindly, the muzzle flashes illuminating the room like a twisted strobe light.

“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.

I was able to find them in Vicegrip and left him out while the energy grid helps Ying yang get out of the Dark Cloud. "Wait !" I said. "Where’s Primal and Warzone? I don’t see him anywhere!" Then in the middle of the dark cloud, we saw a tornado begin to form within it. It kept spinning rapidly be clockwise until the cloud itself dissipated and we could see Primal and Warzone. Apparently, Prime had summoned the speed of a cheetah to run in the middle of the crowd so he could form a tornado to erase it. As soon as the dust cleared, our attackers were nowhere to be found. All that was left was the wreckage of the facility and one of the two that they were after carrying a hybrid.

I was able to find them in Vicegrip and left him out while the energy grid helps Ying yang get out of the Dark Cloud. "Wait !" I said. "Where’s Primal and Warzone? I don’t see him anywhere!" Then in the middle of the dark cloud, we saw a tornado begin to form within it. It kept spinning rapidly be clockwise until the cloud itself dissipated and we could see Primal and Warzone. Apparently, Prime had summoned the speed of a cheetah to run in the middle of the crowd so he could form a tornado to erase it. As soon as the dust cleared, our attackers were nowhere to be found. All that was left was the wreckage of the facility and one of the two that they were after carrying a hybrid.

The moment of truth. My fingers were inches from the chip when the entire wall of windows behind Jeff exploded inwards. The world dissolved into a shower of screaming glass and roaring wind. A sleek, black aerial drone hovered where the window had been, its weapons systems humming with lethal intent. Standing in the jagged opening, silhouetted against the city lights, was Prime. Her obsidian eyes glinted, and her voice cut through the chaos, cold and absolute. “The emotional compromise is complete,” she stated, her rifle rising again, not toward me, but toward Jeff. “Targeting the architect. Eliminating the corruption at its source.”

the Prime said. He raised his cane and fired a beam of red energy. Dr. Aris didn't even have time to scream. He was turned into a pile of grey ash instantly. I grabbed the laser scalpel from the table and stood in front of Elle. My heart was pounding, but the revenge in my soul was stronger than the fear. "Where are Bryan and Jane?" I asked. The Prime smiled, and his mouth opened far too wide. Inside, his teeth were made of solid silver.

This year, he would attend the World Hacker Championship to cheer on and support Zanteles's hackers. "Mr. Liam will always be my idol. I can't believe he's also 'Z'!" "How can there be such a perfect man like Mr. Liam in this world?" "'Z,' my hero, my destiny!" Onstage and offstage, fans of "Z" celebrated and hugged each other in joy. It was as if Christmas came early. Today, they finally met their idol! Chris never imagined that Liam was the hacker "Z", whom he had always admired. He was still in a daze, unable to accept reality.

the hot shot Litigator. Tor Huntzburger.

The enforcers froze, their movements faltering. "What… what is that?" Lia stammered, pointing at the vat. Riska's device shrieked. "The energy signature… it’s Core Prime! They're not just pursuing us. They're trying to… absorb our creation! They’re trying to weaponize it themselves!" The liquid in the vat began to glow with an unnatural, phosphorescent light, mirroring the corrupted glow of the reservoir. The potent aroma of their mixture was being distorted, twisted, corrupted by Core Prime's overwhelming influence.