Onyx Prime Transformers Novels & Stories

"But, Princess, how do you know she is an underground Vampire? For all we know, they are nothing but myths." Lyne nodded, glancing back at Maya who now approached them with gentle strides. "The Onyx belongs to me and unto me shall it return to." She said. "No one is disputing that, Maya. But there is something I want you to know. The Onyx was given to us willingly and that is why it has been working for us." Maya burst out laughing, throwing her head back. "Indeed. Us? You forget you're not one of us, Princess. You're an outcast and that's what you'll always be."

He looked out the window at the wolves that were running beside the SUV. He searched for his friend that was running next to the window before they got the news that the Lycans had reached the jet and were tearing through it trying to get to the pups. Onyx picked up speed easily passing the wolves ahead of him and the SUV he could no longer be seen. Onyx was the fastest of the warriors even in human form. Blaze knew he was afraid for his mate and his pup. He kissed the top of Mina’s head lightly, pressing his hand on her stomach reassuring himself that his pup was ok. The flutters that followed made him smile; his pup was strong.

Jasper called after him, the bigger man not as fast as Hector. "There's two lines of tracks, you take care of Asena if it's her!" "How would I know!?" "Pure white wolf! A patch of black over one eye!" "And the twinblood!?" "Simple! Pitch black fur apparently!" "Got it!" They heard the roars and snarles ahead, the two were taring at each other, Hector knew an omega never stands a chance against Asena so he built his first attack in the run.

Then, with a nod of its massive head, it released a pulse of energy that enveloped the battlefield. Amelia's heart skipped a beat as she watched the sinister alpha werewolf transform back into his original form—a noble, silver beast who had once been a guardian of their werewolf pack. Relief swept over her as she realized their efforts had resonated with the ancient power. The Primeval Alpha let out a deep, rumbling growl, its gaze now focused on the creature that had been corrupted by darkness. It stepped forward, its massive paws causing the ground to quake beneath its weight. With deliberate movements, it circled the evil entity, studying it with a critical eye.

Harlow hissed at her uncle, "the only thing you will be getting today is your death." Onyx laughed, clapping his hands. “Do you hear this? My little niece, do you really think that you and your pack can defeat me and my army? Just look at us compared to them." He laughed. ’’Just come with me. Don’t be like the others who refuse to see my vision. Or you just might end up like your parents.’’ Gore growled, getting ready to shift in his wolf form and attack. "Look, look, the dog. He thinks he can stop me." Onyx laughed. "I just want my niece, and I will be on my way." He held out his hand.

I have helped him as well, Alexis said. What is going on out there? I asked. Open your eyes and look. I turned and looked… Dear God… I should not have looked. I should not have allowed myself to see the carnage as heads exploded over and over while people screamed and tried to run. But there was no place to run because the screams were coming from everywhere—from this room and from above. The Omicrons had arrived. Alexis held a protective arm around me. Paul had transformed and had become a Hybrid, towering over the Neratomay at seven feet tall, slashing with claws that were deadly sharp.

"Just take care of Sapphire and Phoebe. Xenia and Nordika are a few cells away from here," Roxanne didn't complain further and Onyx trotted out of the enclosure and out of the vaults of Black Fur Pack and promptly, Onyx was circled with those demon-like figures. Her hands clutched into fists angrily. "I don't have time for this," she uttered and with that, she charged and they also plunge in.

(Come to me, my male! “Let him come to me, Onyx.” As if her voice was the light to the beast’s path, she heard Onyx’s bones breaking one after another and slowly fur sprouted breaking through his skin. Sharp claws and canines struggled through his paw and gums. Under the moonlight, the beast is once again born gazing down at her with his golden eyes. His power and dominance oozed out of his pores.

Kael’s POV The Prime Purge Wolf lunged at Lyra. I shifted instantly into my massive black wolf, launching myself between her and the creature in an explosive clash of claws, teeth, and stone. The collision was louder than the collapse of the previous chamber. The Prime Purge Wolf was far stronger than the prototypes or the Royal Purge Alpha, and I felt its reinforced skeleton through the impact. I was thrown backward but twisted mid-air to land upright, planting myself firmly between Lyra and the beast. The masked officer watched with satisfaction, revealing that this creature was never intended for Crown control.

Focus! "Thats when my grandmother discovered that I had an old and bitter lycan spirit. She did a spell to calm the beast and he felt dormant. I guess that I was feeling the lost a lot more than I thought I did for all these years. The beast is calling prime. On my ascension he will awaken and we will become one and I will have my prime lycan form," he said, staring into the depst of the world within his mind. "So Prime is the sleeping wolf in your mind," I said, tilting my head slightly.