Jetfire Transformers Prime Novels & Stories

Jett POV The short trip to Los Angeles gave me enough time to think up all sorts of wrong reasons why Richard Wolfe would send people to track the little bird. None of them made sense, but I was no less alarmed when I reached Forest Moon. I rose and stomped out of the plane as soon as it touched the pack's landing field. One of Alpha Nick's warriors approached as I was climbing down the stairs. He was the Deputy Chief Gamma. Killian Forrest. There were others with him whose names I didn't quite know.

"Ghost, he's a genius! The massive tungsten-carbide injection capsules at the base of the drills! They're designed to withstand absolute thermal and kinetic crushing pressure!" I pulled up the schematics for the Prime Forges. "They're cylindrical. Fifty feet long, heavily armored, with no windows. They run on a closed-loop internal life-support system. It's basically a giant, pressurized iron coffin." "Can you put an engine on it?" Dax asked.

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.”

Ang mga pinto ng forge ay tumilapon, at mula rito ay lumabas ang bagong obra ni Liam. ​Hindi na ito isang simpleng jet. Ang bagong Phoenix Sentinel ay may kakayahang mag-transform. Sa hangin, ito ay isang fighter jet na kasingbilis ng liwanag. Sa lupa, ito ay isang dambuhalang mekanikal na mandirigma na may hawak na Plasma Claymore. ​"Skye, kaya mo na bang lumipad?" tanong ni Liam sa comms.

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I muttered as I opened the trunk and began to pull out my things. "Stop." He grabbed the boxes from me and began to carry them towards the small airport. I closed the trunk and grabbed my jacket and scarf from the front seat. Putting them on, I followed him. At this point, passengers had begun to unload out of the other jeeps and bags were being thrown around like sacks of flour as the trunks were being unloaded. I was a few feet behind Adam when the blond man approached me from one of the jeeps. "I am Beta Superior Eaton, but you can call me Jace," he said.

"He's changed hasn't he. I hadn't noticed it until the other night when you left. He lost control but not in the way that you think. You did something unexpected beyond his gaze and it infuriated him." "What are you talking about? Just tell me already," I raised my voice slightly, feeling frustrated and agitated. I just wanted somebody to say the words that I had been in denial about since the moment his knee connected with my father's skull. "Prime has awakened," he said the three dreaded words. "How do you know that," I asked slowly, watching the swirls of the mark on my arm. It vaguely resembled the at symbol but had more swirls that formed more letters. There was an 'a' and what looked l