Rodimus X Megatron Novels & Stories

Seconds later, the sound of large wings disturbing the air drew Nya’s eyes skyward. He appeared over the moon first, as he always seemed to do, pausing there, silhouetted by the silver light, his red and black scales glimmering. Looking up at him, it was hard to think of him as anything other than a magnificent winged creature, a legendary, mythological being of mass proportion. Nya’s mouth dropped open as she gazed up at him, her awe temporarily disturbing her mission.

Drake growled. Suddenly, his eyes turned red; he was fuming mad as he transformed. He runs towards the rouge, who transforms into a werewolf and mercilessly scratches his back. He wasn’t contented; he attacked the rouge, and then Drake beheaded the rouge until it transformed into a human, lying on the ground, lifeless. They fought the other rouge and howled angrily. “That’s for poisoning my stray!” Drake gritted his teeth as he beheaded them all. Beta Dillon picked up the poison's antidote and gave it to the alpha.

Jameson walks over and puts his hand on her shoulder, nodding to the shadows, making them all dissapear back into the ground. She looks up at him as he sighs. "You know what? At this point, I dont think it matters anymore, seeing as how this is a bad loop anyways." Mr. Jameson says as he looks down at her, keeping his left hand on her shoulder. "I am Maximus Jameson. I am also known and 'The Revenant'. I Build the company ground up from nothing but my own money. I invented the A.I. Robots as well as being the owner of 8 schools, 100 factories, 7 football teams, 1,000 resource-rich planets, and 1 robotic company, Revenant Robotics Inc. I posses a power called the rift, which I inherited from

He was always gentle. It also makes sense why he had never seemed intimidated by Dominicus, regardless of his monstrous reputation and strength. And on Dominicus’s side, it explains his tolerance toward Brodik—why Brodik was able to get away with things that would have had anyone else’s head torn off. That night, after receiving Magnus’s call and learning from Dominicus that the Council wolves were actually Amadeus wolves, Dom told me something that had shocked me.

It was a mix of both anxiety, excitement and just plain horror but even amidst all these, the warriors were still confident that they were going to emerge victorious and I loved that for them. I got bored and decided to take a walk around the palace and I started walking towards the royal court area to look at the art on the wall cause I had never studied them well since I was there. I was standing looking at one of the drawings when I start hearing voices and I didn't mean to eavesdrop until I heard drainage and New York City in one sentence. It was Alpha Raymond and his Beta. They were talking about the lineage of the Megatron pack and how they don't think Alpha Mathieu had an heir especia

Immediately after, he stepped on the sword and rode on it, as it shot toward Tyr’s side at an extremely fast speed. “Mr. Zabinsky, please withdraw the formation!” the old man requested loudly. Jim subconsciously stared at the source of the voice. He instantly recognized this man and he called out to him, “Master Magus!” Jim was a little stunned by Magus’ appearance. As the new Lord of the Red Tower of Dragun Squad, he understood which almighty Demigod was watching over the organization these days. Along with Maxime, Spartacus, and Legolas, who guarded the border, Magus was another Almighty Demigod in the squad.

He added. All of them summon their Ribos. Megumi stands beside Alfi, Cakra stands beside Kartika and Kolonel stands beside Herman. There’s a green Ribo with spiky hair stands beside Katon. “Name’s Dron, nice to meet you.” He said. There’s a blue Ribo who looks like a flamboyant who stands beside Indra. “Name’s Cupidilon, ready to protect any woman only. Come on Indra, let’s find some hookers.” He said.

' she says, wiping my tears away. 'Mother, this is my mate, Alpha Maximus,' I say to her. 'Not little Maximus? Not my best friend’s little boy? Luna Mirabelle and Alpha Theodores son?' she asks in amazement. Maximus smiles, 'Yes, the one and only,’ he smiles. My mother stands and hugs him, 'I couldn't ask the Moon Goddess for a better mate for my daughter,' she says to him. 'Mother,' I say, 'I want you to come and meet your three grand-pups,' I smile.

His infected hand was wrapped tight in duct tape—a makeshift cast to keep the wound closed. "Fresh meat!" Torque shouted from his VIP box—a suspended crane cabin overlooking the arena. "The Big Man says he lifts heavy. Let's see if he hits heavy." A gate on the far side of the Pit groaned open. The crowd roared. Walking out of the shadows wasn't a man. It was a Mining Droid. Specifically, a "Demolisher Class" unit. It stood seven feet tall, painted hazard yellow, with thick armor plating. Its right arm ended in a rotary rock-drill. Its left arm was a massive hydraulic hammer.

a medic in a sterile hazmat suit replied, wheeling a stainless-steel table equipped with heavy leather restraints toward my paralyzed body. A few yards away, a guttural, non-human roar shook the white concrete walls. Dominic was on his knees, his massive shoulders straining against a web of glowing, blue plasma nets. Every time his muscles flexed, the hyper-frequency wires cut into his flesh, hissing as they burned through his skin, leaving smoking, blackened welts across his chest. His eyes were bottomless pits of obsidian, the radioactive violet rings around his pupils spinning in a frantic, unhinged frenzy. He was tearing at the netting with his bare hands, but the high-voltage current wa