Megatronus Prime X Solus Prime Novels & Stories

Rhea saw one labeled Moon-Pool: Biological Heritage and felt a surge of protective rage that she immediately suppressed. ​"Calculated movement," she reminded herself, her daggers held in a neutral grip. ​They were met in the central atrium by a squad of "Sentinel-Primes." These weren't the spindly janitors from the perimeter. These were heavy, quadrupedal machines armored in the same black glass as the tower, their movements fluid and predatory.

Sebastian rumbled. Hanging in the absolute zero of space before them was Zenith Prime. It wasn't a natural planet. It was a colossal, artificial construct the size of Saturn, forged entirely from flawless, shifting golden metal. Massive, continent-sized gears and glowing white energy conduits crawled across its surface, slowly churning as the forge-world manufactured the weapons of the gods. And surrounding the entire metallic planet was a blinding, impenetrable shield of pure, solid-state Architect energy.

“Might as well come back and work. I need another person searching the dark web, since Tatum doesn’t know how to do that.” Jo let out a small squeal that I think only Cade, and I heard. Truthfully, I think Maddox only did it so Cade could spend more time with Jo. Cade kept his arms around us as he walked us to Hayden and Beau. They were boxing up their trash as we approached. “It is done. These will last until the full security team can come out here and put something more detailed up.” “I ordered a system that allows to double tracking.” Maddox looked at Cade. “It will allow you and I both to have access in our packs. That way, you can keep an eye on Tatum to ease your worry, and obviously,

The ground split fully beneath the obelisk with a final sharp fracture and from within the widening fissure, a column of dark harmonic distortion rose—not light, not energy in any conventional sense, but structured absence. It had shape, vertical and massive. And older than the lattice that had just invited us. My lungs felt tight, as if oxygen itself were thinning around the distortion. “Failsafe, define it,” I demanded. Processing lagged longer than I had ever experienced. Then “Entity classification unknown. Harmonic signature incompatible with triadic stabilization model. Designation: Prime Anomaly.” Prime, not secondary, not ripple but origin level. Melissa stepped forward despite the u

“Mommy, there are never enough robots! The Autobots need more troops!” I let out a long breath. “Your room is already full of robots. You don't even play with all of them.” Max shook his head hard, his messy hair moving with his movements. “That's because I need a bigger Optimus Prime! And Megatron! They have to fight!” I gave him a flat look. “I thought you already had Optimus and Megatron.” “But this is the NEW VERSION, Mommy!” he protested, emphasizing the word ‘new’ dramatically. “The cooler one! The one that talks and moves on its own!”

When the upload finally completed, I rushed to check Adrian’s latest data. My gut dropped. His robot had changed into a spider model exactly like mine. Every parameter matched, down to the last decimal. His upload time? One minute before mine. "Too many humanoid bots in the competition this year," his post read. "I’ve decided to use this spider bot instead. If you guys like it, I’ll even send you model kits…" I swept everything off my desk with a violent crash. "How? Why?!" My eyes burned, my control hanging by a thread.

Through the break stepped a figure that made every instinct scream "run." It looked human at first glance. Male, tall, dressed in armor that seemed to be made of compressed starlight. But its eyes... its eyes were voids. Empty spaces in reality that hurt to perceive. "Phoenix," it said, voice like grinding stone. "Storm. Merged." It tilted its head, studying us with those terrible non-eyes. "Impossible. Forbidden. The mixing of primordial forces." "Who are you?" Derek demanded, pulling me behind him. "I am Hunter Prime. First of the First. Keeper of the Old Laws." It took a step forward, and reality rippled around it. "You have committed the ultimate violation. Phoenix and Storm were never m

Valkerie nodded, her reptilian eyes blinking slowly. "Yes, Evana. You are the reincarnation of my first master who was mated to a hybrid. He was a werewolf and a witch but I did not root for him. He was evil and cruel and he wanted to use my master to take so many packs by force," she adds as I brush my hands through Moonlight's fur. "You must be careful. I don't think Zanicus is going to let this opportunity slip off," Valkerie says in warning and I furrow my brows.

In the Estate Gardens, about Four Years Later... The most feared creature in all of the Western Seaboard, the Alpha Prime of the Shadow Sovereigns, the King of Wolves, was now currently pinned to the grass, defeated. "Surrender now!" a high pitched voice squeaked. "Never, I do not surrender. " Alex growled playfully, though he made no effort to move his massive arms, which were currently being held down by two forty pound terrors. "Attack!" the second voice commanded.

The alpha has salt and pepper hair, and silvery-grey eyes, while the luna’s hair still has some raven-black strands mixed in with white. I take in a long breath and pray to the Moon for courage. It isn’t very often any pack will attempt to make a truce with another.