Prowl X Bumblebee Novels & Stories

"The first one to trigger the beacon at the summit wins the Social Tax. The last one to reach the halfway point by noon is eliminated from the living quarters. They become the Scavenger." He fired the flare. A streak of neon green shot into the red sky. The first hour was a blur of burning muscle and rasping breath. The rock was sharp as glass. Every time my heart rate spiked, the haptic band vibrated against my wrist – a sharp, stinging pulse designed to trigger absolute panic. On the small LED screen, a graph flashed. STRESS LEVEL: 72% – BRENT (SABOTAGE PROTOCOL ACTIVE) I looked up. Brent was twenty feet above me. He was deliberately kicking loose rock down the narrow path.

I stared at the ceiling, "I can talk to him for hours about literally nothing and not get bored. His laugh that he doesn't show a lot, it's deep and beautiful and his eyes light up when he's genuinely laughing. He calls me Bloom like it's my real name and it makes me feel special to him because he's the only one who can call me that otherwise it won't feel right. Every time he stands so close to me and I just feel like I'm going to melt. He cares about me so much, he'll hardly let me drive alone and will give me a ride even if I have my car. He always makes sure I get home safe. When he gets bored while I'm trying to tutor him and starts throwing random things like erasers or pillows or chip

"Let's go back to the hive for now, and make plans in the situation. Going back to the hive was an easy task, with the guard bees, Kent and now Gloyd's ability to fly, they can take a fast route away from distractions and danger. They grabbed their weapons as they were carried by the members who can fly. Kent's long yellow arms locked Alex's shoulders as she carries him throughout the sky. Alex felt the wind as it passed by his cheeks, face, kissing him as they swiftly flew through it. The others were carried by the guard bees and only Gloyd carried Ivan. Gloyd's wings were enormous that when it flaps, it pushes everyone downwards if you're below from him. The guard bees flew far from Gloyd

[Name: None] [Level 1 (MAX)] [Maturity: 80%] [Race: Tunneling worm larva] [Role: Immature spawn] [Abyssal force: 20 / 20] [Attack: 1] [Defense: 1] [Dexterity: 1] [Agility: 1] [Intelligence: 1] [Skills:] (v) - Acid throw Lv 1 (MAX) (2% maturity) (^) - Bite Lv 1 (MAX) (passive) (^) - Pica Lv 2 (passive) (^) [Affinity]: - None Same as the blind bee, this one was on the thinner side but not as the previous one, its body was the longest of the larva, it didn't have a proboscis as the others even if its mouth was the biggest.

] Variant name: O-225CM Mist Prowler Base model: Octagon O-225C Original Manufacturer: Globe-Elstar Corporation Weight Classification: Medium-Light Recommended Role: Guerilla Fighter Performance improvement: 14% Overall evaluation: The Mist Prowler is a reimagining of the base model that performs slightly better at a much higher cost. The mech features a redesigned armor scheme that has marginally improved its damage absorption capacity but provides increased mobility in battles of attrition. The added particle ejection system gives the mech an advantage in shorter battles if the pilot is skilled enough to make the best out of the opportunity.

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

The bulbous shapes of three plasma launchers adorned the mech's olive-green armour, making it more than a match for the twin shotguns the Prowler possessed. The crystalline form of the Prowler's signal deadener lifted out of the mech's chassis as it swerved through the snow, blowing past the ramps and making its way towards the sunken part of the plateau. Both the Erebus and my Prowler possessed a stealth ability, but the Erebus had more firepower. I could only hope Axion's pilots were less experienced than Martin was. Another flash of light above. Another ally gone.

Once he tried to catch its tail, he was sent flying towards the sea. He growled. Controlling Lewtant's Radiance is starting to be a nuisance. He can only wound it by attacking the gap between its scales. A laborious feat proving it requires a lot of good timing. Patience isn't his best quality. Periuz and Morton were both busy with the beast's minions while Prowlaz… Keron didn't like that Prowlaz was battling against the guy who was the reason for Bellera's death. Just what the hell did they get themselves into?

It was hard to imagine just how excruciating it would be if one were stung by one of those bees. When Darryl heard her frightened shouts, he stopped and turned to look at Lillian with a mischievous grin. When he saw the bees remained at their distance and flew around without approaching, Lillian shouted hurriedly in fear, "Darren, help me." Amused, Darryl laughed and teased, "Ms. Willis, didn't you say something along the lines of not allowing yourself to accept whatever help I offered and then ask me to leave you alone? And now you're pleading for my assistance, which is very troubling." Darryl remained relaxed and composed. The bees were poisonous and fierce, but Darryl had ingested the Re

He looked like he'd been stung by an entire hives-worth of bees, and was still waiting for the swelling to go down. And then there was Aaron. He was the same height as Big Jim but looked like a rake beside him, which was crazy. Aaron was broad shouldered, almost three times me across and well defined, though you could never tell just how much until he had his shirt off. His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder.