Ratchet Prime Novels & Stories

Zip, zilch, nada. As I scrolled the screen, I watched it bounce back to the original state because there was absolutely nothing to scroll against. "What do you mean?" Came the sudden outraged cry of a female specimen in the cafeteria. I averted my gaze from my phone that was filled with loneliness and tried to find out what caused the ruckus. My gaze darkened when it settled on the Prime Empire's table. The brunette from earlier was on her feet, fire burning in her eyes. Amusement at her demeanor flew in the air between the members of the Prime.

I paced around her front door, nearly losing my mind, finding no way to contact Rachel. Shit... I punched the wall closest to me, thinking of finding some comfort from my anxiety but nothing helps, it only hurts me this time physically too. I scanned my knuckle that was now bruised, throbbing badly, but at least it helped distract me even for a bit. 'Rachel,' I sighed her name, playing with the bracelet on my wrist. It was a gift from Rachel, and in many ways, it was just a replica of her personality, sweet and quirky and yet mysterious in some way. And for now, this is the only thing close to me that reminds me of her other than the memories I created with her. I touched the bracelet once m

“You were taken from the forest and brought to Doctor Goodman’s pet shop. I can’t let him hurt you. I’m going to try and get you two out of here. I am truly sorry that this happened.” “Who are you?” Were the first words out of her mouth. “They call me Ratchet. I’m a slave.” He pointed to his collar.”Dodger bought me from the slaver market because I have no house mark. Plus I am a mutant.” Cassia looked at him curiously. “Mutant? You look like a wildling to me.” “A wildling? I have never heard that term before.” Ratchet felt the heaviness on his heart lighten up with her words.” You were found in the woods with two other mutants, were they your slaves?”

This was a test for me to pass through. And I’d failed too many, already failing this one. It must be a win this time. I don't care how hard it will be for me. I don't care the pain and anguish I will pass through to win it. I wanted to win and I, Racheal is going to win this! Mike howled again, charging in with brutal force. “Hit its core! The crystal on its chest—it anchors it to this realm!” he shouted. His voice echoed around the walls.

I’m impressed. “ Let’s time it.” I read Speed saying. Ratchet presses a few keys and a stopwatch pops up in the corner of the screen. I see his finger hover over a button as he watches the track. When Speed is directly in front of us Ratchet hits the button and Speed takes off like a rocket. I swear she is back in front of us before I can blink. I look over at the stopwatch and see it has stopped at one hundred and twenty-five seconds. Ratchet types “ That is at one hundred and twenty miles per hour.” Holy fuck she is going that fast already. I see Ratchet reset the stopwatch. “ Speed’s words come across the screen “ Let’s see if we can do better.” Do better is she fucking kidding right now?

“I truly must say, I am quite surprised to see that you have betrayed one of your own so easily. Then again, that honestly was a smart move on your part. Why fight when you could join greater, better werewolves and ensure better livelihood?” Ratchet held back a groan that threatened to form in his throat and slowly opened his eyes, not wanting to be found out by his kidnappers so soon of him regaining consciousness. His vision started blurry, but after blinking a few, they soon cleared, and he found himself surrounded by the many Neo Krawler werewolves that ambushed him and his group earlier. Thankfully, none of them seemed to have taken any notice to him, which was his only saving grace he

he said with his eyes blazing gold this time around. He knew what he did to attain this position but his new people, the wolves he now ruled would have stoned him right here if they knew. Yes! He worked for Raven, doing all her spying just to be the ruler which had been his goal and now that he had gotten it he was happy. Raven was not after the death of the wolves and whatever creatures but after Tartal alone, he and his family. He walked away with his men following him, they would be meeting with the rest of the pack at the 'Elite Cavern'

CHAPTER 79 I DON'T WANT TO LOSE YOU PS: BEFORE READING THE CHAPTER, KINDLY REREAD CHAPTER 70 A RAT IN THE DEN, AFTER CHAPTER 69 SAVING DAMIEN, RISKY OPERATION, THERE ARE THINGS THAT I CHANGED AND JUST SIMPLY WAITING FOR THE EDITOR TO ACCEPT THE EADITS OF THE REPEATED CHAPTERS WITH THE ORIGINAL CHAPTER.

It was a covenant, not a chain. Zenith tilted her head slightly. “So when the Prime awakened… they felt that too.”" Yes. A ripple through the slivers. Recognition. Not threat but recognition." Lucien exhaled slowly. “That changes the equation.” Completely. I could not help but silently agree with Lucien. There would be no sudden coup. No secret rallying. If Ragnar had stirred, It was not to betray. It was because he felt the Prime return through the fragment of flame within him. Zenith looked at me. “Then this isn’t about treachery.” “No,” I said quietly. “It’s about alignment.” Inferno warmed in approval. "Ragnar Frostbane is not reckless. He will not fracture the Haven. He remembers the Fi

"The Fourth Prime... he’s in the basement. Under the servers. He’s... he’s the ticking." Tick. Tick. Tick. A low-frequency vibration began to shake the tower. Not a tectonic groan, but a mechanical countdown. [SOURCE IDENTIFIED: THE CHRONOS PRIME] [STATUS: AWAKENED] [DIRECTIVE: ERASE THE FUTURE] The Fourth Prime wasn't a predator of flesh. It was a predator of consequence. "Kael!" I roared at the speakers. "Seal the basement!" “The... seal... is... broken... Aria...” Kael’s ghost-voice erupted, a desperate scream of structural failure. “The... 14-B... contract... was... the... timer... and... the... clock... just... hit... zero...”