Ironhide Transformers Prime Novels & Stories

Chandler nodded. "I suppose." The doctor came back into the room, a grim expression plastered on his face. "Is everything alright?" I asked him, suddenly worried. "Unfortunately, no," He said. "We're not going to be able to transfuse your blood." "Why? Is something wrong with it?" He shook his head. "Quite the opposite, really. It's much too potent for Mr. Chandler." "Too potent?" Vega asked. "What does that mean?" "You come from a very strong lineage of Lycanthropes, Your Highness," he said to me.

Our bodies collided and even though it was missing an arm and burned half to death, it was terrifyingly strong. “You are inferior,” Prime growled in its distorted voice. “Natural evolution is flawed but I am perfection.” I fastened my jaws around its damaged shoulder and shook it as hard as I could. “Perfection doesn’t bleed like this, you bastard!” Black blood filled my mouth. Prime drove its fist into my side, cracking more ribs. I felt pain that made me see white, but I didn’t let go. I couldn’t. Liora’s voice came to me with a warning. “Kade, on your left!”