Laserbeak Transformers Prime Novels & Stories

I’m starving. I walk into the house and see Jemisha celebrating something with Dad and Regina. I pass through the room, and Jemisha calls out. “Sister! I’m so excited! Did I forget to tell you that I am part of that new reality TV show? The one about claiming a worthy Luna? Just like our past life. She joined, and then she had that snake put on the mountain to destroy me. “What a coincidence. So am I,” I said calmly, waiting for Regina to react. Without missing a beat, she started screaming like a banshee.

"Every shifter born after this... they'll be like us. They'll feel everything." "Good," Kael replied. "Let them feel." The triad gathered around the crystal. Kael as the Beast; Elara as the Void-Healer; and Lyra as the Bridge. As they channeled their combined life-force into the Prime-Code, the diamond skull didn't shoot a beam. It unleashed a Genetic Shockwave.

Leo was standing near the treads of the Behemoth, using a heavy plasma torch to weld thick plates of scavenged Blackwatch APC armor onto a gutted civilian transport truck, turning it into a makeshift mobile bunker. "We're blind beyond a two-mile radius, Torque," Leo grunted, lifting his welding mask. Sweat poured down his face. "With Kara severing the global satellite mesh to protect the mainframe, our early warning systems are completely dark. If Sector Prime sends an orbital drop, we won't see it until it's burning through the atmosphere."

- Can I stay here with you? - It's The Avengers Oly - Lavinia replied - Come stay here with us! - No, Olivia doesn't understand about superheroes - Heitor rolled his eyes - She's a girl and she's already too grown up. Come on brat, you're calling me old ???? Look there, huh?

The provisional council chamber beneath the rebuilt Apex tower had transformed into a theater of controlled terror. The long table, once a symbol of fragile democracy, now served as Prime’s stage for interrogation. Clone-Prime sat at its head, wearing Damian’s face with the cold precision of a mask carved from ice. His black suit was impeccable, open collar revealing the faint scar that mirrored the original, but the eyes held none of the fire that had defined Damian through every hell they had survived. They were empty. Calculating. Hungry for the destruction he had planned all along.

It only made them want to be around the Prime the more. Heartbroken—I'm totally calling her that now—had tears running down her cheeks freely by now. Half of me couldn't believe her. The Prime Empire used girls for a living. They found it fun. Like a sport. They loved drama and stirring it. She must have been very blind to have fallen for their twisted shenanigans.

“If you remember…We didn’t end up happily last time, did we?” I pursed. “You have to understand,” he smirked as his fingers climbed up along my arm, passing my shoulder and resting on my neck. Then he gently stroked and brushed my skin, like a butcher grinding his knife in preparation for the kill. “There’s one thing I can do to make you belong to me. Do you know?” His words made me freeze. I gulped and shook my head. “You are clever, Valerie, very clever,” He inhaled deeply and whispered near my ear, But you seemed to forget one thing. If I want, I can turn you into an ‘immortal’. Just like me.”

frequency into it. ​"You’re just a recording," Leo growled, his eyes burning orange. "And I’m the one who’s deleting the file." ​The silver circuits in Leo’s arm flared white. The feedback traveled into the Prime, causing its skin to pixelate and tear. The "Clean" DNA inside the Prime began to boil, the biological and digital components of the construct fighting each other. With a final, massive surge of energy, Leo threw the Prime into the carrier’s intake manifold.

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

[ANOMALY IDENTIFIED: THE MOTHER] [STATUS: TERMINAL PETRIFICATION 94%] [VERDICT: EXHAUSTED CONDUCTOR] The Prime’s voice wasn't a sound; it was a tectonic roar that bypassed my ears and vibrated directly in my stone ribs. He ignored me. He looked at Leo—the "System Correction" he had planted in the bloodline five centuries ago. [REMAINDER. RETURN. REBOOT.] Leo went rigid. His small fists opened, his gold static flaring until the room turned white. He didn't look at the Prime with hate; he looked at him with a terrifying, clinical devotion.