Seeker Transformers Novels & Stories

"David, brief everyone on Thomas's information about our enemies." David moved to the tactical map, marking positions as he spoke. "First threat: the Seekers. They're the mercenaries who hunt Vessels to exploit their power. We estimate their arrival in three to five days. Their approach will be negotiation first... they'll offer protection, resources, and partnership. If Aeliana refuses, they'll attempt to capture her by force. They want her alive and functional so as to be able to extract what she carries." "Numbers?" Marcus asked.

Scourger— An alchemist that absorbs others' pain and uses it to heal and strengthen themselves. Seekers— An alchemist numbs their body in order to focus their senses outward. Doing so grants them the ability to sense other people's emotion, and anyone that transmutes Hajin, or does alchemical activity. Most of them were promoted to higher ranks, leading scouting parties, or captive interrogation.

The grin on the Seeker’s face grew wider until his lips parted, showing his sharp teeth. Hudde whistled. “That is the ugliest smile I have ever seen. You look like a swampshark.” Eude narrowed his eyes. “I wondered why you looked so familiar. You look exactly like the swampshark that ate my dog when I was ten years old. I still wear the belt I made from his hide.” “What the Darkness is a Seeker?” Rhobart asked. “A Seeker is a person that willingly gives his heart and soul to Beliar. In return, the Dark God makes him almost immortal. He is not only almost impossible to kill but also extremely powerful,” Milton explained.

"And you are?" "Lucien Vance. Lead Architect," Lucien said, meeting the Seeker’s gaze with a terrifyingly calm intensity. "I’m the one who’s going to tell you why your cooling fans are vibrating at a frequency that’s causing micro-fractures in your server housing. Unless, of course, you’d rather wait for a catastrophic failure?" The Seeker smiled - a thin, sharp expression. "We value precision here at Aether-Tech. Please, step into the scanning foyer."

"That thing in the woods... the Seeker. It wasn't trying to kill me?" "No," Alex’s jaw tightened. "Seekers are the lowest of the low. They hunt the Marked who have been abandoned or lost. They don't want to kill you; they want to take you to the highest bidder. They want to sell the tether you carry to someone who will force a claim."