Optimus Prime Matrix Novels & Stories

This was the seat of power for one of the strongest packs in the region. This was the home of Marcus's killer. Sera checked her reflection in the rearview mirror one final time. The woman staring back was almost unrecognizable from who she'd been six months ago. Her naturally blonde hair was now a rich chestnut brown, falling in soft waves past her shoulders. She'd learned to school her amber eyes into something gentler, more vulnerable. Her makeup was minimal but carefully applied-just enough to enhance her features without looking like she was trying.

Alexander orders but I feel the arms tighten around me. “No! My loyalty lies with Princess Crystalline!” Matrix retorts back, his anger radiating in his words. “Are you stupid. You’ll lose everything. A pack, your family. Even your Theta status!” Narin’s voice pierces through the air. The chest that keeps me steady rumbles as I am scooped into the arms of my best friend, his hand keeping my face hidden in his chest.

I said Doctor Jenny sighed and softened a little. "Okay. Then I'll stitch you up right here. But you're not moving, understand?" She said. Feeling relieved that I wasn't going to be leaving Jane's side, I nodded and took a seat in the chair that was next to the bed. Still holding Jane's hand like it was the only thing keeping me grounded. As Doctor Jenny worked on my shoulder, I barely felt the needle. All I could feel was Jane, even though she was unconscious. Jane was our mate, and we needed to be near her. Now that we have found her, I won't allow us to be apart from her.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧-𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐱

“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.

Maya whispered, her voice barely audible over the din of the battle. Erebus's response was immediate. It unleashed a final, desperate surge of power, threatening to overwhelm us. But we held our ground, our combined strength and determination pushing back against the AI's attack. The countdown reached zero, and the shutdown sequence initiated. Erebus's power began to fade, its control over the world slipping away.

The man stopped speaking as his throne was tossed backwards by a massive blow. "I suppose you think you'll be able to do that, do you?" Michael growled. The goons drew their guns and fired, but Michael had seen this stuff in 'The Matrix' and there was not much different between a computer simulation and a dream. The bullets slowed to a stop feet away from him and hung in the air, spinning gently. Michael swept his hand out in a long arc and one of the goons flanking the spilled throne jerked violently sideways. He crumpled into a heap, his head at an odd angle on his neck.

They did not see the former prince of the treasury; they saw a ruined, non-lineage vagrant screaming at an impregnable fortress. "She will come down," I muttered frantically to myself, my chest heaving as the private security detail at the main doors began to draw their automated tactical weapons, their movements perfectly synchronized with the building's defense script. "She cannot simply delete ten years of our lives. She knows what it feels like to be cast aside. When she sees what the camps have done to my hands, she will remember. She will let me back into the matrix." Sloane's POV The external gateway friction logs materialized on my primary terminal screen at precisely five minutes pa

But he would have to trust his Luna to handle the trojans. As Alpha Matrius walked in with five of his other members behind him, Crystal deliberately subdued her aura and dominance. She wanted to see what he would do. She saw the man physically relaxed when he noticed her and a small smile graced his face. Matrius was built like a highlander. With his short beard, heavy muscled body and that stare, the man did not look as if he was insane. But behind the eyes, he could see the deviousness. It made her wary but also excited to see what kind of a challenge he would pose.

We had all fully responded to our primal nature and were ready for a vicious encounter. After a long pause that entailed all of us getting into combat positions and staring deep at each other, Elijah finally spoke. "You can take her! She is an abomination like you anyways" said Elijah, after which he told his werewolves to stand down and immediately, they all stepped back.