Optimus Prime Arcee Novels & Stories

"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.

Azraiel’s Gamma, Theo was on his knees bowing in front of his mate, the Luna of the Blue Orchid Pack. Theo lifts his head a little, his eyes shine with unshed tears. He looks straight into the black wolf’s eyes and says, “Alpha!”

“I fully accept you both. I know the pup isn’t mine, but give me some time and I can accept it since it is part of you both.” I said and then Tafari added his own input. -“I absolutely detest that the pup isn’t mine, but I am willing to accept it as well. I don’t want either of you hurt. This time will be different. We will all make sure the pup survives.”- I was so proud of his answer. I could feel Arya’s happiness and relief at his response. A loud beeping interrupted our conversation. Artemis’s heart monitor was shrieking loudly as her heart rate began to drop. I jumped up startled and ran to open the door quickly. As soon as the door was open I was hollering for Doc.

"You think you’re free because you unlocked a genetic lock? I built the labyrinth! I own the exit!" Arthur stepped forward, the heavy pulse rifle held tight against his shoulder. He looked like an avenging demon born from the catacombs, his clothes soaked, his chest heaving with a lethal, rhythmic force. But as he aimed at Vance's chest, the older man suddenly smiled—a hideous, desperate smirk. "Omega-Seven-Alpha-Null," Vance uttered, his voice dropping into a rhythmic, specific cadence.

"Torin will handle the broadcast relays to ensure the live feed stays open to every pack in the Wilds. You take out the dampener generators in the north tower." "Consider it done," Maeve said, a feral, ruthless smirk spreading across her lips as her runes flared silver. "Nobody messes with our family's legacy again." The heavy double doors of the armory hissed open, and Rhys stepped inside. He was dressed in dark Starfall tactical leathers, his broad frame filling the doorway like a mountain of shadowed iron. The newly calibrated **Apex Relic** prototype sat flush against his massive chest—a seamless weave of matte-black titan-steel and polished moonstone conduits that hummed with a low, ter

Nero opened the Archturian communication device, which was shaped like a black smartphone but only half the size of an adult’s palm, with the Archturian crest on the back. “Not far from here.” Nero pointed back. “There.” Jo and Gemma exchanged glances, and they said almost at the same time. “That seems to be where I was going.” “I ran away from there.” Nero, who heard that answer, put on a face full of questions. He tucked the Archturian communicator into the pocket of his uniform and said, “This is just getting more and more interesting.” *

The ground shifted as three Architects—the ten-foot giants of glass—stepped out from the shadows of the Obelisk. But these weren't like the ones at the border. These were wearing Thorne Security armor. "They’ve merged," Julian whispered, raising his weapon. "The tech and the monsters. They’re evolving." The Battle for the Foundation Aero Charging a "Supernova" punch to crack the Obelisk's base. Critical (Draining fast) Lyra Maintaining a "Void Shield" to stop the green beams. High (Strained)

Nobody understood what happened, an unknown fear crept, they all halted their attacks. Archie's soul trembled when he saw the armored man running towards the beast's body now. "Stop him!‌" Archie yelled like a madman, "Stop, you fucker!‌ If you touch that beast, I will hunt you down and I will slaughter you." Archie activated his chakra, his eyes and his body blazing in saffron. He pulled another arrow and launched at him. A‌ mild zappy sound was heard again before the deadly arrow pierced through Creed's head. Archie soon realized that Manticore's body had also vanished. Soon, the armored man's headless body also faded away.

With a shift of thought, Andrew opened his right hand. A tiny spark of lightning flickered to life in his palm, crackling and dancing like a tiny red sprite that refused to stay still. Othniel stepped forward, his expression a mix of shock and complicated emotion. He stared at Andrew for a long moment before murmuring, "That's the original power of our Arcturus, the Primal Thunder. I never imagined it would choose you, Mr. Lloyd." Tobiah also walked up to Andrew, his aged face trembling as he opened his mouth, yet no words came out.

This momentum startled Arista; she felt that even the Celestial Beings of the Red Moon pack couldn't match this reverence towards the Divine Emperor. However, Levi seemed uninterested in this spectacle and asked Jasper, "You are the current leader of the Dead Land pack?" Jasper respectfully replied, "I am the Prime Minister of the Dead Land pack. The current leader is General Ace. However, he was seriously injured in the Red Moon pack because of resurrecting Your Majesty and has not yet recovered. Therefore, he cannot come to welcome Your Majesty." "Sure, you can mobilize the forces of the Dead Land pack," Levi said.