Novel & Cerita Megatron X Rodimus

Xander took out a metal dragon from within his inner pocket to look at it once more. He turned it over in his hand and stared at the intricate pattern that made its scales. “Prince Alexander, the class is about to end, and yet it seems like you haven’t heard a single word from your professor,” said Mordecai who sat to his right. “I just noticed,” Xander replied, ignoring his comment. “Dorin works on metal by thinning it out and striking it at one side, like stamping on a sheet of tin.”

'' Grey walked slowly towards Ryder. ''Now, tell me, Ryder Radstille. Where is your main army?'' Ryder didn't speak. ''You better hurry up. See that beast over there?'' He pointed to the jelly black monster. ''That's Fulor, another specie of the Shadow.'' Ryder clenched his fists. ''You created another monster.'' ''Oh, yes, because that's what Hearth does according to your narrative.''

“And as for you, Councilwoman, your thoughts betray you. I am officially placing you on notice. Next time you speak out of turn, you’ll find yourself entertaining a visit from Straider and his team.” He pressed the command on his slayer bracelet. The restraint on Rodic’s wrist clicked open and fell to the marble floor. “Your training is complete, Prince Rodic,” Mikan said, smiling now. “Enjoy your life as a dragon.” Rodic stared at the fallen restraint, stunned. He looked to his father, who gave a small nod through their telepathic link: Be good, son. A grin broke across Rodic’s face. In a burst of light, he transformed into a sleek, seven-foot black-and-red dragon and began exploring the th

I said. Hours passed and Karuji, Funabi, Chromus, Karuji, Matthias, Sanazo and I were patching Monty Gator, Roxy Wolf and Glamrock Chica, Karuji & Matthias were patching up Monty Gator. Sanazo & Funabi were patching Glamrock. While Darkchromus & I were patching Roxanne Wolf, I look at Roxanne Wolf while Roxy looked at me while Chromus was patching her torso area “scared Roxy?” I asked her “just a bit superstar” she answered I saw Freddy walking towards me “how's the other superstar” said Freddy “restoration is going slow at the moment but at a good pace” I said. I look at Monty “are you okay Monty?” I asked him “doing well Arnold” he said with a smile I got up walk towards the side of the ro

Xandro's POV I further deepened my senses into their conversation from quite a distance. "Who's Rosia?” The second mercenary asked. "Mother Rosia is the former leader and alpha to the Red Raven’s Pack and the grandmother to a certain Tyler Morris, Xyla Xavier's chosen mate" the first mercenary replied. I knew this was no coincidence, it had to be Tyler they were talking about but something told me this conversation wasn't over yet so I further tuned in.

Lex demands, his fingers digging into Rodolpho's hair. "She demands a shield, a familiar soldier to anchor her system while you break her. It operates under the same protocol as syndicate soldiers moving in pairs through hostile territory. A psychological buffer," Rodolpho handles the explanation deftly, his mouth sliding back down the massive shaft of Lex's magical steel.

She saw Alex meet the first wave of intruders. He didn't shift. He didn't need to. He moved like a blur of violence. He ducked under a swinging machete, grabbed the attacker's arm, and twisted. The sound of bone snapping was very audible over the screams. He used the man as a battering ram to knock back two others. He was brutal. Efficient. A king protecting his castle. But then, the second wave of attackers entered. And with them, came the Screamers. Three men stepped through the smoke carrying some strange, vibrating metallic rods. They slammed the rods into the marble floor.

“Fuck. I hate how good of an idea that is.” “Me too,” I said. “But he once again underestimates me. There is absolutely no way in hell I’d let my heat rule me enough to not be able to use my powers. I will use that fire as fuel.” “That’s my girl,” cheered Victoria, always my spunky red head. I tossed her a wink. Xander continued. “He has two thousand rogues ready and waiting.” The atmosphere went tense. “Two thousand?” questioned Liam, his throat bobbing as he swallowed.

The ceiling didn't just crack; it pulverized. The diamond-tipped Mantis-Borer—a segmented, robotic centipede designed for deep-crust mining—shrieked as it ground through the final layer of basalt. It was a masterpiece of the Iron Mind’s engineering: a relentless, unfeeling predator that didn't need to breathe, bleed, or think. "Flares! Now!" Siren screamed.

Not wasting a single moment she pulled the trigger yet again only to notice that her kick and the bullets you fired at the creatures speed were reduced to the point of barely touching it) Grotesque: (It smiles at Kimora as it says with a deep rumbling voice) I am a follower of Mercury, I will reduce all of you to nothing. (Taking it's muscular arm and punching Kimora straight down into the ground causing her to cough up blood as she bounced off the ground and it went to swing at her a second time)