Optimus Prime Transformers: Robots In Disguise Novels & Stories

she panted. Victor gritted his teeth as he canceled his attacks. His mind was clearing; it was his sister. He recognized her accent and her face. He recognized everything. While Johanna and Victor had their moment, Harvey had robots fit armor onto him. He jumped out and ran fast. The armor was robotic like Victor's but lighter, giving him enough speed to reach Ian and Leon. Leon wasn't responding, while Ian was trying hard to get closer to him. Ian reached Leon and touched his face.

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He goes silent for ten whole seconds before replying in a different tone, “The Optimus Prime is bigger too right, Mummy? Optimus Prime is one hundred thousand times bigger than Superman, right Mummy? Right?" I heave in relief when he's no longer upset by the excitement of his voice, "Yeah. Optimus Prime can even transform into robot and truck but Superman cannot." Being a mom of two boys, my life is filled with robots and superheros. I can't help but wonder if I'm having boys too or girls for a change when I was pregnant with his children. Crisis is resolved; Cruz agreed to wear the Optimus Prime pyjamas. I glance at my watch to check the time, it's 7. No wonder they are having pyjamas battl

[Back-up arrives in 00:00:03:59] [Time remaining until self-destruction: 00:00:04:55] "I never get tired of this...Machine gun!" His index and middle fingers of the right hand morphed into a pair of cannons, Andrew smirked and sent the order to start firing. The soldiers hurried to take cover, but the 50'' bullets were relentless. After just a couple of seconds, he managed to decimate the troops. "Now, better start moving befo...fuck." Whistling sounds came from above before the figures of two similar robots landed a couple of meters away from him. The only difference was that they had purple trimming and the AN logo on their chest.

Showing respect towards the dead souls was the right move in his eye to proceed with interactions. Unlike him, who had a terrible manner of uttering profanity if anyone used to pick his nerve. No matter who it was, even if the entity was inhuman, he never spared anyone. However, his teammates couldn't be compared with him. Felix had full confidence regarding his skills. That was the sole reason why he could act recklessly at times. **Death** Suddenly, a loud female robotic voice generated from the EVP device which sent chills among Felix and the others. "Sssssss... You guys heard that!? Right!?" The moment Veronica heard the EVP's response. A horrible chill went down her spine. She was alrea

She just had to keep swallowing hard. She reached out to her cup of water and drank it at once with shaky hands. "So what are you guys?" "We are known to be just TRANSFORMERS. This means we can take up any form of anything or anyone we wish. We also can create confusion and tamper with one's mind or thoughts without going through the whole spell thing - ours is natural and we are smooth at it." Pan praised their qualities. Jane forced a subtle smile and looked away. It was good they were normal compared to the beast that she had met.

Although I was aware that the figure before me was merely a robot, I couldn't help but feel the crushing shame sweeping over me, leaving my face burning with embarrassment. 008 didn't seem to notice anything unusual. He kneeled beside me and gently pulled me into his arms, saying, "I've detected an injury, Ms. Zeller. I'm going to switch to first-aid mode now. Please remain still as I conduct a full-body scan." 008 was a robot specifically designed for me by my in-laws. He was designed to look exactly like Kenneth but with an even more idealized physique. His skin, crafted from a special synthetic material, was indistinguishable from human skin.

They were burning the canvas to kill the painting. ​Leo Vane stood in the center of the Iron District, his boots anchored in the emerald vines his mother had summoned. Beside him, Sierra knelt over the fallen Architect-Prime, the grey, hollowed-out version of herself. The Prime’s eyes were open, but they were no longer reflective mirrors; they were windows into a "Server-Room" that was currently on fire.

Something heavy. A massive robot stepped out. It was twelve feet tall. It was painted black. It had Gatling guns for arms. "Meet the Reaper Prime," Garrett said. "Automated defense system. Enjoy." He ran toward a side exit. "Kill them," Garrett ordered the robot. The robot’s eyes glowed red. The guns spun up. Whirrrrrr. "Cover!" Kael screamed. We dove behind the missile cart just as the room erupted in a hail of bullets.

It was Ray, waving at me to come over. “Let’s go,” I told Anna. “Wait.” She grabbed my hand. “What?” I gave her a puzzled look. “Tell me to comport myself before we go there,” she said, breathing fast. “Anna, they’re just humans like you. So no—” “No! They’re Greek gods. Can’t you see them?” she whispered, staring at them in awe. I rolled my eyes. “Anna, stop acting like that. Trust me, they’re just regular humans. But fine—Anna, please comport yourself, or I’ll kick your butt.”