Optimus Prime X Ratchet Novels & Stories

​The transformation of the Directorate-Prime was not a quiet affair. It sounded like a mountain range being ground into powder and then reshaped by a celestial potter. The chrome plating, which had stood for fifty years as a symbol of "Impenetrable Wealth," was being systematically stripped away by the "Black Bloom" vines, revealing the "Void-Bark" skeleton that Kaelen had triggered. ​Kaelen stood on the central command-dais, his hands buried deep in the new, organic console. Beside him, Julian Sallow watched with a mixture of terror and fascination as his family’s legacy was literally digested by the green.

They turned a brilliant, haunting violet. The lead soldier of the Neutrality Pact stepped forward and removed his helmet. It wasn't a stranger. It was Xavier Thorne but his skin was perfect, his eyes were clear, and he looked healthy. "Surprised, Maya?" Xavier laughed, his voice echoing in the narrow alley. "The Xavier you saw die on the Island was just a decoy. The Board doesn't waste its best assets on explosions. I’ve been working with the Swiss-Vance families all along. Now, give me the old man, and maybe I’ll let you keep one of the twins.

“No one touches her.” The elder lifted her chin. “Then move first.” ⸻ The Strike Plan War council reconvened within the hour. Maps sprawled across the table. Kaden tapped a marked section of forest. “Viktor’s southern flank is thin. He pulled fighters for that stunt the other night.” “Good,” Damon replied. “We split. Ryker takes the western ridge. I lead the southern breach.” I stepped forward. “You’re not leaving me behind.” Damon’s jaw flexed.

He snatches his phone and quickly types “ And if he hurts you Tank and I will kick his ass.” I have to laugh at that. “ Thank you, Ratchet. I’m scared but I will try. I need to talk to him.” I said. He types “ I got you girl.” Ratchet holds his arms out to me. I have no problem going in them. Like Merigold, and Speed, Ratchet is a hugger. I pull back to see Goof standing there. He smiles at me and signs to Ratchet. “ You trying to steal my girl, brother?” Goof asks. We all laugh because we know that is the farthest thing from the possible. Ratchet is a great married guy to a man. I am not even in his orbit. Ratchet signs and Goof translate for me “ No, brother, just watching out for my sist

I whispered as something drastic suddenly popped in my head. "So, Rebekah's drugs are Ratchet's?" I asked, while she reluctantly nodded. "I hope you aren't planning on turning them in-" Susan asked as my eyes fell on Ratchet who stormed through the door with some sort of swagger before she snatched a tray from an inmate and i turned back to Susan. "Even better-" I whispered. **** Susan excitedly stored some stash while she ripped apart the rest of the drugs Ratchet had hiden in the book shelf.

I get in and grab everything as quickly as I can so I can get over to Speed’s place. When I pull into the driveway the first thing I see is the huge tractor-trailer parked alongside the house. So I know they are here. Good. I park and hop out. I open the back door to grab the groceries when I feel a tap on my shoulder. I almost jumped out of my skin. I turn and see Ratchet standing behind me. Before I can ask he signs “ I saw you pull in.” I signed back the best I can. Poor Ratchet has to help me sometimes or watch my hand signals when I can do the word I need. “ Let me grab the bags. Then I will get dinner started.” Ratchet reaches in to help me. I only had three bags but he grabbed the two

(\bm{R}) that ensured no equation would ever truly balance. Lucas appeared beside her at the "Omni-Valve," his form a shimmering silhouette of "Molten-Iron." "We’ve done it, haven't we? No more 'Shifts.' No more 'Cycles.' We’re the 'Engine' now, Audrey. We’re the 'Tick' in the clock."

Xander growled, his hand tightening into a fist that glowed with the power to shatter the room. "I risked everything to ensure Haxon went to the only place where he could be truly ended," Vane replied, standing up despite the suppression field. He reached into his collar and pulled out a small, embedded chip - not Veil tech, but a crude, self-made neural anchor. "I am committed to peace, Alpha. But peace with the Remnant is a fantasy. They must be cauterized. And I have the coordinates for the surgery." The Prism Core in Evangeline’s hand hummed a pure, steady note - the frequency of truth. She looked at Xander and gave a nearly imperceptible nod. The "Judas" was a patriot of a different kin

I knew he was furious by now and he’d also know that the wolfsbane he’d given her was out of her system. She looked different now that she wasn’t full of poison anymore. Her eyes were brighter, her hair shone and she looked healthier, there were no bags under her eyes and her natural personality exuded confidence. “Just ignore him,” I said as Slade glared at him. “So it’s true,” Rick said as he walked closer to us followed by his friends. “What do you want, mutt?” Slade asked him. “Enjoy it while it lasts,” Rick said and handed me a folded piece of paper. They walked off towards the school building and I opened it.

Sitting on a throne made of welded server racks was Torque. Torque was the lieutenant of the Ironheads. He was a nightmare of transhumanism gone wrong. His left arm had been replaced entirely by a heavy-duty hydraulic claw used for crushing cars. His right eye was a telescopic lens grafted directly into his skull. His skin was grey, pockmarked with chemical burns. "You the mechanics?" Torque asked. His voice was synthesized, buzzing through a speaker box embedded in his throat. "She is," Ren said, nudging Kara forward.