Laserbeak Transformers Prime Novels & Stories

But his eyes weren't gold; they were a flat, glowing violet, and his skin was covered in a mesh of integrated circuitry. "Subject 000-Prime," the man spoke, his voice a perfect, soulless mimicry of Caleb’s own. "The father of your line. You are merely a copy of a copy, 001. A weapon that developed a soul. A flaw that must be erased." The Prime pulled a blade of solid Void-energy from his wrist. Caleb stepped forward, the silver in his eyes burning with a fire that no machine could replicate. "A flaw?" Caleb smirked, his claws extending. "That 'flaw' is the only thing that's going to survive this conversation."

She straightened, chest rising and falling, eyes locked on the monster across from her. Becky no longer resembled anything that had once sat on Archview’s throne. Her body was massive now, warped and uneven, fur matted with blood and ash. Her claws gouged trenches into the stone with every movement. Dark energy bled from the cracks in her form, pulsing in sick, erratic waves. Her eyes burned like coals dragged from a dying fire. Around them, soldiers stood frozen, torn between terror and awe. “Kai,” Luka’s voice would have said if he were alive.

All crying out simultaneously. "NO! THIS IS NOT—I WILL NOT—" Prime's voice fragments into thousands. The form collapses. Essences scatter. Each one a dead dragon, finally free. When the light fades, nothing remains of Prime except a small crystallized core. The original essence. Ancient. Tiny. Powerless. Jamie picks it up carefully. "Is this what you really are? Without all the stolen power? Just... this?" The crystal pulses weakly. No voice. No threat. Just residual consciousness.

The one that had been witnessed was Full Partial Transformation. A Full Partial Transformation was an advanced form of an Incomplete Partial Transformation. Full Partial Transformations allowed the Beastman to adopt a greater number of features of the beast they gained their power from, compared to Incomplete Partial Transformations. The changes weren't merely restricted to a few body parts, but we're more all-rounded. The transformed Beastman would grow fur all over, may develop a tail, and would only differ from the actual beast by a few features; and it gave a thirty percent power boost - to all attributes! This meant that speed, attack, defense, agility, and senses were all enhanced! Thi

He said as he began to read the system message. [Welcome Claude Grey, I am your System. You have been successfully Reborn. Due to your impressive speed, animalistic/wild tendencies and understanding of the canine species you have been given the class of...Beast Tamer, along with the Skills, "(Bestial Assistance.)" and "(Beast Trait.)". You've also been given a +5 in the Speed and Willpower stat. Further information on class and Skills can be accessed at a later time if you wish it. Congratulations on your Rebirth, Claude. Remember, you are in control of the beasts...don't let them control you.]

By the time he finally pulled, I couldn't breathe properly, his lips were swollen, his eyes boring into that of mine like the beast he is, then a slow smirk curved his mouth. “Your voice…” he murmured, thumb brushing my lower lip. “I love hearing it. I wonder how your moaning will sound in my ear.” I jerked my face away, cheeks burning. “Stop… it.” But it felt like that irritated him, he yanked me back against him, voice dropping to a whisper. “I am not a monster,” he said. “I am a beast.” That was when I realized those eyes weren’t Knight’s, so it was his beast all along.

I was sure I. Wait. My lips slowly parted as I leaned closer, my heart beating wildly in my chest. The second half of the portrait... it was me. Not Kian. Skylar. With the long hair, the double ear piercing. It was me. "You are awake." I turned sharply, my chest heaving. Alpha Eros was now leaning on the door, his hands tucked in his loose pants, the jacket he was wearing offering a glimpse of the necklace he was wearing, and the shirtlessness underneath.

Energy pulsed and wavered into the space between us. “I will find your sister and see if she is worth saving,” I let him know. Beckham convulsed and then suddenly went still. The darkness retreated dragging with it a phantom of dim dark shapeless light, as it returned to my feet and deposited it there, immobile. I turned to Wyatt, “The first installment of our vow,” I said. The Beast growled in approval from within the confines of Wyatt’s body, his skin bristled as he pushed back with the urge to shift.

I wondered if he had broken my leg, so I wouldn't try to ever escape again. "You should rest," his voice said again. "What are you?" I finally found my voice. "I am the beast you were sent to tame," he said. He walked out of the room, shutting the door before I could say another word. I was more confused than I was earlier. One thing he said was certain: he was no human. How could he change eye color so quickly unless he was a beast? But his last words were a little confusing; no one sent me here; he actually bought me and is holding me hostage in this shithole.

(target) (this beam is the trumpet referred to in the Bible) -Drag over the target and fix its shape before amplifying the resonance, turning matter into ash The Beast machine is presented as a technology to create a frequency fence or grid, around universal stargate 6 (Sirius B), phantom stargate 6 (Sirius A) and stargate 6 Wesedak Apollyon, this is where it appears Apollo in Greek mythology. The Beast was designed to draw life energy from our temporary matrix into the wesedak, completely down the hole, which represents 2 billion years that we have been fed by its black hole, trying to prevent its own implosion as a supernova. This is the true meaning behind the Beast and the 666 reference