Knightverse Optimus Prime Novels & Stories

"Thank you." I winked at him and turned back to the door. ** "Now that we're all here." Taryk shot me a side glance. I shrugged my shoulders. He rolled his eyes. "Hellion, you have the floor." He sat down and waved Hellion to the end of the table. "I've called you all together today," Hellion began, a broad smile on his face. None of us were in the playing mood. Our faces showed it. He sighed. "Fine. Straight into the doom and gloom then. I'm a Prime. I'm the Prime of Death. I rule over what could most easily be understood as a ‘Hell world.' I know, I know. Hate the game, not the player."

Did she think they were playing hide-and-seek or what? “What the heck are you doing to her?” I swore I was about to tell Oxley to start the punishment at once. How the heck did someone else beat me to it? Wait! That shouldn’t be the problem. The crux of the matter was that the toad claiming to be a knight in shining armor was one of the tributes sent by Alpha Holmes. A warrior, huh? One of the warriors from the Moon Howler Pack felt he could order my beta around because of his princess. Tsk!

"Wuuuuuu!. Go Avengers!. North! north! north!." The girls began to chant my name as always. Inwardly I was less concerned, especially now that I know who my mate is. I glanced around the field for her, she'd better be here to watch her Knight lose while she's going to become my Servant. "And here we have the Red rebels coming in, hurray." Knight and his other team members sashayed into the yard, with hair dripping of water or was it sweat. Knight is the only one with red hair, I don't know why they named it Red Rebels anyways.

As we reached the peak, the gold and emerald light of our resonance flared with such intensity that the Stasis-Vine on the nearby branches momentarily shriveled and turned to ash. "You're not her, Emma," Félix rasped against my skin, his forehead resting against mine. "You're the one who wakes her up. But you don't have to take her place." The peace was shattered by a sound like a harp string snapping. A figure emerged from the liquid starlight pool. It was a Guardian of the Void-Prime, a being made of the same obsidian shadow I had faced in Aethelgard, but refined. It wore armor of polished glass and held a spear of frozen time.

The principle of things ending granted awareness. When it spoke, the words formed directly in whatever passed for my mind. “Guardian. You survive where others have not. Impressive.” “You’re the Prime.” My response wasn’t words either, just intention shaped into communication. “I am the anchor. The source from which fragments manifest. The Void’s consciousness made manifest in your reality.” The Prime studied me… not with eyes, but with attention that felt like being evaluated at a level. “You should not be here.” “The artifact protects me.”

The decay stopped mid-surge, turning into a permanent, unbreakable sleeve of obsidian-colored stone. The Second Prime was thrown back, his translucent frame flickering like a corrupted file. [REMAINDER DETECTED: THE VIRUS] [STATUS: SOVEREIGN OVERRIDE 100%] [VERDICT: THE NEW ORDER] The tower groaned, a terminal shriek of basalt and bone-quartz.

Travian stepped forward. Rain, ash, and divine fire slid off his skin as his spear materialized — born of his will, forged in the first dawn. The glow that emanated from it was faint but unyielding, the same glow that had once parted galaxies. “If you’ve come to destroy him,” he said, his voice low but carrying the gravity of thunder, “you’ll have to go through me.” The Primarch tilted its vast, shifting head — a crown of stars framing a face that had no shape and yet every shape.

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.