Human Optimus Prime Novels & Stories

, the man said. “You, soldiers, maximize your abilities as mutants”, he added. “I promise you, once this war will be over, I will turn back everyone to their natural feature”, the man said. The mutant soldier looked happy. “As for now, prepare yourself for battle”, uttered the man. The whole golden city was preparing for any attack as well. Commander Augustin changed his form too. He looked scarier. His face was covered by metals. He looks like an android. The upgraded soldiers too, looked android. They also forced the other wild beast to fight with them. Dr. Z implanted a chip to their body so that he can have a total control over those creatures.

A bright light surrounded me, and I felt more empowered. "Your anger has become your strength," the voice said again. "That's right!" I replied, smiling to myself. After a while, they all lay on the ground, lifeless. People still stared and pointed. Didn't they see what I just went through? Immediately, the power left me and I felt my body grow numb as I fell to the ground, almost unconscious. Just then, someone lifted me. My vision was too poor to make out anything. I could only see the beautiful platinum hair. It wasn't Stacy, stacy's hair is black.

Before passing out, he ordered them to contact me immediately. The doctors described my beta’s condition as serious, but since he’s a werewolf, they assured me the prognosis was favorable—he’ll pull through and heal relatively quickly. Artyom’s state, however, they called critical—right on the edge. Despite being a brave warrior and an oracle with an immense arsenal of techniques and knowledge, he is still human. Their injuries were of mixed nature—both gunshot wounds and explosive trauma with burns. What the hell happened there? How could an ordinary, peaceful visit to an old friend and partner turn into something like this?!

Now, the earth will soon recover, with the help of these good humanoids. Dr. Smith while eating alone, his mind is thinking of better plans and ways as to how to merge plan with the good humanoids. He was thinking that perhaps, they would be interested of helping him with the cure. The humanoids are equipped with all the technologies, far ahead from what the humans have. Their intelligence are even higher than humans. This event which just took over finally made him realized that humanoids do not only possess higher intellectual level but also the ability of emotional strength, to sympathize with the oppressed, and the capacity to know the right from wrong.

a voice boomed. From the center of the room, a massive figure stepped out. It was ten feet tall, made of matte-black armor and white light. It had the shape of a man, but its face was a blank, silver screen. "I am the Sentinel Prime," the machine said. "I am the sum of all the failures. I am the wall that you cannot climb." The machine raised a hand, and a blade of pure energy ignited from its wrist. It didn't lunge. it teleported.

He looked at the Elite, wondering how to make his presence known. While he internally debated, a part of his mind brought up a question he had been thinking about for the last several days. Partials and Techs can normally be spotted by the metal all over their bodies. From armor covering non replaceable vulnerable parts to entire limbs having been replaced. The Partials of Squad Alpha, however, show no signs of Techmorphasis. And while it is possible for their internal organs to have been replaced first, a whole squad is never made out of those who only got their insiders replaced. So his question is ‘what part of them is not human?’.

When they expected him to fight fair— Well, he had never fought fair in his life. "There!" Ben pointed toward a heavy door at the end of a corridor. "That's the access point to the lower levels! If we can get through—" The door opened before we could reach it. The thing that stepped through had once been human. Maybe. It had a human's basic shape—two arms, two legs, a head. But every inch of its body had been replaced with machinery. Chrome plating where skin should be. Optical sensors where eyes should be. Weapons integrated directly into its limbs, humming with contained violence.

The night sky turned orange with fire. I lay there coughing, ears ringing, every inch of my body screaming. Kade was on top of me, still shielding me from the worst of the blast and falling debris. “You okay?” he rasped, his face inches from mine, eyes full of fear and love. I touched his bloody cheek with trembling fingers. “Yeah, you?” Before he could answer, a terrifying shadow rose from the heart of the flames behind us. Unit Prime stepped out of the inferno, one arm completely missing, and half its body was the color of charcoal.

First Contact The emergency backup lighting flickered on, casting the corridors in a dim, purple glow. Voss stepped forward, his voice eerily calm. “You don’t want guns, Carter. They’re now no longer your enemy.” I saved my purpose to educate him. “And what precisely are they?” A parent emerged from the shadows. It wasn’t a soldier. It wasn’t Cipher. It wasn’t Phoenix. It turned into something … else. Ethan tensed. “What the hell—?” The parent turned into a humanoid, however now no longer human. Its capabilities have been too perfect, its pores and skin too smooth, its actions too precise.

Over the next few days, news spread like wildfire throughout the island. The strongest of the all-mighty demon hybrids was alive, and about ninety percent of the population was ecstatic about it. The creatures that weren't pleased consisted of Alexander, males that felt threatened by Silas and enemies that knew of his nearly perfect strength. He was quite far from perfect at the moment. If anything, he was a big baby.