Optimus X Ratchet Novels & Stories

And the way that the club gets along with them is nice to see. I notice Speed and Ratchet talking when he suddenly looks around like he is looking for something. He pulls Speed to a vacant spot on the side of the yard. I walk over to Merigold when I notice Ratchet looking around again. She is surrounded by Brick, Viper, Rowdy, Axel, and most of the crew. “ Merigold, is he ok? He looks nervous?” I say pointing to Ratchet. She looks over at him. When he sees her his eyes light up. I see her sign “ We have your back. It’s ok.” Then she turns to all of us “ Ratchet is about to tell Speed something very important and he is going to need all of our support.” I know I’m not the only one confused.

"You can't freeze time that takes too much ambient energy. But if you push the Origin-Code into the knuckles, you can trigger a micro-shunt. A localized burst of hyper-acceleration. Your left hook will literally land before the enemy's optics can even process that you threw it." Dax stared at his liquid-chrome fist. Slowly, a feral, terrifyingly bright smile spread across his scarred face. "I love the Open World," Dax whispered. Suddenly, a deafening, high-pitched mechanical scream echoed from the far side of the chop-shop. Lena was standing next to her stripped-down chopper, entirely covered in engine oil and magenta coolant. She had ripped the massive, spinning rear tire off her bike and w

It had a long neck connected to two spiny bodies with appendages of different proportions, all of which bore sharp spikes and ended in talons. Vincent spoke an inaudible sound which seems to be its name. “Incapacitate them,” he ordered it. “AS YOU DESIRE” answered the creature with a voice coming from deep underground. Long appendages suddenly burst out, pinning the 4 assailants to the walls. Octavius, quick on his feet, was able to dodge the spiked arms, he even ripped one of them off. “Good, but not enough!” hissed the youngest Morell, making a meal out of the severed appendage.

His legs were weak, his internal stabilizers struggling to recalibrate after the merger, but he stood tall as he saw a familiar silhouette emerging from the smoke of a nearby chemical fire. Jax was limping, his face covered in soot and his left arm hanging uselessly at his side, but he was grinning. Behind him stood a small army of the dispossessed Node 402, the street-techs from Dr. Aris’s district, and the "Grit-Jackers" who had spent their lives hiding from the Obsidian Circle’s sensors. "You look like hell, Vance," Jax rasped, stopping a few feet away. He looked at Alexander’s glowing eyes, and his expression softened into one of awe. "But I’m guessing you’re not just 'Vance' anymore, ar

His hair was a mess, and empty coffee cups littered the high-tech consoles. "I found it," Rhys announced, not looking up as the rest of the pack entered the room. Jax and Cole, looking unusually somber, leaned over his shoulder. Zane stood back, his sapphire arm resting in a silk sling; while he was healed, the limb remained a conduit of immense power that required constant focus to control. Julian sat in the corner, his eyes sharp and observant, the "Oscillator" finally finding peace in the silence of his own mind.