Megatronus Prime X Solus Prime Novels & Stories

I said. Zora hugged me tightly. “Thank you, Séraphine. Thank you for always being there for me”. … {Some days passed…} The week passed in the blink of an eye, and it was sunset. The news of the awaited person already arriving at the Red Moon pack had reached my ears. Alpha Atlas was here. The cause of the future war. I took a deep breath, with my palms resting on the little walls of my balcony. I turned to my room. It was oddly quiet today, except for the Omega maidservants who had been standing by, awaiting my next orders.

"What?" "The Architects... they don't waste good material," Victor said, his eyes darting to the monitors showing the global Harvest. "When the station collapsed, the Heart didn't let him burn. It Recollected him. Jun was the first human to survive a full mutation without losing his cognitive functions. He’s... he’s a 'Prime' now." "Where is he?" Kazimir demanded, his voice cracking.

“Monroe buried the primary access behind multiple biometric failsafes—linked to him and you.” Aurora’s gaze flicked between Damien and Prime. “So either you override the system…” “Or he does,” Damien finished grimly. The pod hissed again, the fluid beginning to drain. Prime’s form rose, unbothered by gravity, landing barefoot on the steel platform. Naked, expressionless, and terrifyingly calm. Prime stepped forward, movements fluid but mechanical, like a man who hadn’t yet remembered how to be human. Damien stepped between him and the others.

From the shadows behind Elena, two figures emerged. They were "Perfected Shields." They looked like Nevan, but their skin was a seamless, metallic silver, and their eyes were the cold, radiant gold of the Harvester. They didn't have souls; they had protocols. They were the "Alpha-Prime" units—the versions of Nevan that Elena had always wanted to build. "Kill the Shield," Elena commanded. "Retrieve the Heir. The Mother will be integrated." The two Alphas lunged.

They weren't gods of flesh and blood; they were non-sentient, super-intelligent AIs—the ultimate executors of absolute efficiency. "ALERT," the central Prime, a being composed of millions of interlinking silver prisms, pulsed with chaotic red light. "Anomaly 0-9-9-H (Earth) has breached quarantine. Security Fleet integrity: 12%. Rogue Weaver integration with Sovereign Alpha: 99.8%. Probability of total dimension formatting failure: 78%." The second Prime, a sphere of swirling azure calculations, offered the only logical solution. "INITIATING TOTAL REALITY REBOOT. AUTHORIZATION: PRIME. ERASURE OF SECTOR 0-9-9-H INEVITABLE."

] [Skills-Flight, Adamantium Scale, Sonic Speed, Sixth Sense, Cold Immunity, Space Manipulation, Humanoid Form] The list went on and on. This was the first time the system had provided me with so thorough information about a beast. My pupils widened. I'd been looking for the ideal core, and here it was. A difficulty, nevertheless, existed. I'll take care of whatever issue there is afterwards. Regardless of what happened, I had to make sure that I got this core in my hands. "We're going all out for this core, Solan." "The core is truly remarkable, in my opinion as well."

"Ang bata ang tanging may kakayahang mag-overload sa Neural Net nang hindi namamatay ang mga taong naka-link dito." ​"Pero may problema," singit ni Mara. "Ang Prime ay protektado ng 'The Archangels'—tatlong dambuhalang mechs na binuo ni Gaia gamit ang data ng iyong Wolf Armor, Xander. Alam nila ang bawat galaw mo bago mo pa ito gawin." ​ANG PAGHAHANDA NG WOLF

'What the actual f*ck,' Luca grumbled in the mind link as Hunter groaned in annoyance. Why would he annoy him so early in the morning? 'The f*ck you want?' 'Dude, Alpha King has sent his whole f*cking troop for you. They just crossed the border and Princess Violet is among them,' Luca said and Hunter abruptly sat up straight. 'WHAT?' He asked, shocked. 'Get your ass up here,' Luca muttered before he cut off their link.

I couldn't care less about the noise as my destiny awaited me. I turned my head once more to look at Otis, I could sense her fear from where I stood but they were mixed with some other emotions I couldn't understand. She wasn't worried about herself, she was worried about me! This provided me with enough motivation to carry on with my battle. “Who are you?” the cracking voice of the seer sounded across the field. “I, Roshan… I am the first and only son of Alpha Lucius and the rightful successor to the Bluemoon throne!”

“She did. And she didn’t.” “What does that mean?” Evryn demanded, her voice cutting through the electric tension. The figure removed his hood. Evryn froze. It was a face she’d never seen—but it felt familiar. Like staring at the shadow of someone she once knew. “I am Solen,” he said. “One of the last architects of the Pre-Seeding Initiative. You call it Project E.V.E.R.—but that was merely its shell. Its heart was something else entirely.” Aurex stepped in, eyes narrowing. “You were a founder?”