Humanized Optimus Prime Novels & Stories

Looking down at the deceitful a****n, he snarled with satisfaction, “Karma’s a bitch, isn’t it, Trudy?” “Is it me, or do they look more frightening than the human ones?” she asked as she stood looking down at them. “The human ones are pretty damned gruesome looking,” he replied. “There are a few differences, though. These guy’s faces actually changed shape just a bit and their flesh looks like it has an accelerated rate of rotting. Maybe it’s from the alteration of the virus. Or, maybe it’s because you knew them when they were normal looking so the change is more pronounced.”

“He’s bored.” The alpha transformed back into his human form; the hairs on his body retracted into his skin, his bones and flesh receding back into their former shape. His face returned from the bestial scowl of a wolf’s face into a handsome man’s with undercut black hair. His human torso was built like a sculpture, with his muscles formed perfectly on top of his form. The long pants were tattered on his waist and legs, showing glimpses of the muscles of his thighs. Perseus reached out a hand, “My name is Perseus Graymane.”

"I think he should be in trouble. He's a current leader of an outpost, he's sassy, and he shocked me." "You attacked him. You need to keep your cool, even when you're being provoked. You have to remember that you're more powerful than a human. Anything you do that is bad reflects on your reputation, which will come straight back to me." He walked up to Primrose and examined the human. "So, which one of my siblings wants to babysit this one?" He asked. Primrose looked up at him as she finished healing the human and frowned.

“Your father has possessed the genius to recognize the weakness of mankind: The Humanity itself. We're vulnerable to greed, illness, emotional misery. He programmed Ouroboros to clean this planet. And he has you designed to get out of this ash. You're perfect, son. Your spirit, Your biology... you're evolution." The avatar raised a flawless, synthetic hand and pointed to me, Nova and Silas. “But you put dirt in my sanctuary. These obsolete models. See you not how bad they are? They're bleeding. They're afraid. You are the reason why

Psyche Flint firmly said as she stared directly on Grandpa Flint’s eyes. Grandpa Flint smiled and was not shocked of Psyche Flint’s declaration of peace for humanity because he already heard it many times inside his dreams. For within five years of hiding, he had a dream of a human silhouette who stood firmly in front of zombie army. That person looked straight and declared her words to many people.

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.

“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.

His forehead is now brushing her cheeks as if he is a teddy bear and she is a 5 years old girl. “This should be easier than I thought,” Zaden said, eyes still fixed on Ozrain. And they all nodded, eyes fixed on Ozrain. The so-called Maximus wolf, shifted into his human form before he took huge strides toward Ozrain and hugged him “King Ozrain!!!How I have been dying to see you one last time”

The Transformers lie in the realm of tomorrow; the very distant tomorrow. Still, Mr. Lapuz was greatly amused by Ecto 2.0, the robo-puppy that Terra had gifted Kate. He was blown away by how lifelike it behaved. Its prick ears gently pulling back, its tail wagging, its four jointed legs much more flexible than his own arthritic two. Ecto 2.0 also had these expressive, big blue anime eyes made of OLED. The same eyes were equipped with depth cameras that allowed it to gauge any terrain and relay the most apt maneuver to its small but powerful legs. Lastly, Ecto 2.0 was equipped with AI and could remember the layout of Kate’s room and the whole house plus the faces of the people constantly arou

We get out of the car and just as my door closes, the red one of the cottage opens and a tall, muscular man with sandy blonde hair and warm brown eyes smiles tiredly at us. "Luna!" He yells. "It's so nice to finally meet you. I'm Callum. Your Gamma. As soon as we get our little sprout on a normal schedule I will be your right hand." I bounce up the stairs and pull him into a hug. He looks exhausted and I have nothing but warm feelings for him. "It's nice to meet you too! Now where is the little troublemaker? According to Sam I can be of some assistance." He smiles and leads me into the cottage.