Optimus Prime Transformers: Robots In Disguise の小説・ストーリー

But Rhea couldn’t afford either. Every breath she took was calculated. Every step measured. Her bindings were secure, her tunic layered and thick to disguise her form. Her chest was flattened, her scent hidden, her gait practiced for days to match a boy’s center of gravity. Her jaw was smeared with the faintest smudge of dirt, lending her already androgynous features a roughness that helped blur the truth of her identity. She wasn’t Rhea Stormclaw anymore. She was Rian.

His metallic body crashed to the ground, motionless. Maya stood tall, her chest heaving with exhaustion. She had done it. She had stopped Victor and shut down the Omni program. But as she turned to Ryder, she saw something that made her blood run cold. Ryder's eyes had gone black, his body stiffening into a robotic pose. "Ryder, no!" Maya screamed, but it was too late. Ryder's body began to transform, his skin turning a pale, metallic gray. The Omni program's energy was still active, and it had infected Ryder. Maya's heart sank as she realized that the battle was far from over.

Anderson, Harrison, Jocelyn and Enboe-21 returned back to the present. They found themselves, once again, seated on the Time Machine. Andy's eyes were red and anger-filled. Joce, being emotional herself, fell to the floor and began to cry furiously. Harrison also had a long face. They were all despondent. Enboe-21 went to the corner of Anderson's desktop computer and transformed into a camouflaged pillar.

“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.

It was the voice of that mechanical genie—the ‘Mother Server’ of the Andromeda Galaxy! “You are not a prototype robot created by Moreno Corporation; you are the Central Core of this spacecraft. Your rusted body was only a disguise so that Lucas could not discover your true identity.” I looked at my own hands in shock. My rusted skin slowly began to glow like gold. The broken wires fused together like living snakes. My left arm, which had been broken to the elbow, transformed into a massive silver wing. I was no longer a junk robot. I was now a cosmic goddess.

Jessi's P.O.V. I look at the unbelievable sight in front of me and then at Wyatt. We both start laughing as we make our way into the room. Trevor and Rmina look at us with confusion as they follow us inside. "Why are you laughing?" Trevor asks. "Don't you get it? Do you see what this is?" I spin around. There are rogues, or at least they're supposed to look like rogues, in multiple stages of being constructed. Adrian apparently has been making rogue robots, which makes a lot of sense now with the trackers and how the other two burnt themselves. It's kind of scary how lifelike some of them seem. I see several that look like members of Dark Moon.

“That’s not a nice thing to say, son. You’re lucky she’s just a baby and doesn’t understand what you’re saying yet. If Ophelia was a little older, your words would hurt her deeply.” Alister glances over his shoulder at the back seat and sighs. “The name is Optimus Prime, not Ophelia, dad. Also, I heard what the maids said. Mommy isn’t my real mommy and Optimus' dad is uncle Lenox. So, she is not my sister.” Cold shivers run down my spine as I listen to my son lay it out on me. First, an unknown sense of dread fills me, but soon, it turns into hot, seething rage that burns through my entire being.

the Prime said. He raised his cane and fired a beam of red energy. Dr. Aris didn't even have time to scream. He was turned into a pile of grey ash instantly. I grabbed the laser scalpel from the table and stood in front of Elle. My heart was pounding, but the revenge in my soul was stronger than the fear. "Where are Bryan and Jane?" I asked. The Prime smiled, and his mouth opened far too wide. Inside, his teeth were made of solid silver.