Sierra Transformers Prime Novels & Stories

His jaw was set so tight I could hear the faint creak of his teeth, his muscles bulging as he fought the urge to shift—a transformation that would, in this pressurized vacuum, incinerate him from the inside out. "Elena... it’s... pushing back..." Silas rasped, his eyes flashing a strained, painful amber as he fought for breath. "The building... it’s hungry." "Don't fight it, Silas. Feed it to me." I reached out, my fingers interlocking with his, my skin searing where it met his heat. I didn't use the Grounding Stone to block the energy; I used it as a massive, biological transformer. I pulled the building’s lethal blue charge through my left arm, feeling the artificial cold bite into my bone

Adam laughed at his, his lips returning to my neck as he pulled off his own shirt. "I think the word you're looking for is perfect," he said, his hands sliding up my skirt. "No." I said. "That's not it..." "Sexy?" "No." "Then what?" I thought about it for a moment. "Primal." Adam smiled as he pulled off his belt. "Darling, I can show you primal..."

Well, who let the drama queen in? Sierra moved to a pole, studying it as if it were a new discovery. "How does this work exactly? I've been watching videos. It's kind of complex, but I'm sure I'll figure it out." The other girls looked at me, waiting for an outburst. Brittany went to Sierra and gently turned her in my direction. "Yeah, you might want the orientation first." "Don't touch me!" Sierra smacked her hand away. I steeled myself. "I don't think you understand. Think of me as your supervisor, but not really."

The enforcers froze, their movements faltering. "What… what is that?" Lia stammered, pointing at the vat. Riska's device shrieked. "The energy signature… it’s Core Prime! They're not just pursuing us. They're trying to… absorb our creation! They’re trying to weaponize it themselves!" The liquid in the vat began to glow with an unnatural, phosphorescent light, mirroring the corrupted glow of the reservoir. The potent aroma of their mixture was being distorted, twisted, corrupted by Core Prime's overwhelming influence.

Realizing what had happened, Sierra tries to move as far away from the child as possible but the pain grows more intense with each breaking limb. “Oh! This is excruciating!” Sierra cries out: in that moment, she wished she was with her family. The transformation is slower because she lost her protective stone that controls her ability to turn on full moons. Now covered in snow-white fur, canines formed, claws clearly visible, the heightened strength and uncontrollable rage in her bright blue eyes, she howled at the moon as it reached its apex. Growling lightly, Sierra walks slowly to where her baby is sleeping peacefully. Interestingly she didn’t wake up amidst all the screams and cries. Wat

“Never.” Liora’s voice cut through the pain. “Kade! The self-destruct sequence! There’s a manual override!” Before I could reach for it, Prime spun me around and pinned me against the glass of a gestation tank. A half-formed enhanced wolf floated inside, inches from my face. “Watch,” Prime whispered. “This is what you will become.” Then the entire facility shook like something was about to pull it off its foundations. And it wasn't coming from us but from something outside.

"You have the design, but I have the scars!" ​Sierra and the Prime collided in a blur of silver and green. It wasn't a fight of blades; it was a fight of "Definitions." Every time the Prime tried to simplify Sierra, Sierra added "Complexity." Every time the Prime tried to erase a memory, Sierra projected it into the atmosphere. ​The Zero-Variable Intervention ​Leo watched his mother fight a god, and for a moment, he was that ten-year-old boy in the basement again. But he wasn't holding a rusted pipe anymore. He was holding the "Zero-Variable."

S Sierra is not just Sierra; she may have the same outward appearance, but she has multiple personalities that some of them are so confusing and hard to get along with. I know these statements may seem silly or even difficult to grasp, but it is just who she is. She is not only the beautiful, loving, and selfless Sierra that I knew, but she also turns into a rose with thorns in some ways, and sometimes can also be poisonous, that if you don't run fast it can also be your end.

He was completely in awe! This time it wasn't just Sierra's voice speaking but the entity with in her. "Why should I stop? He doesn't deserve kindness or mercy. He is scum and deserves to be treated as such!" She was only growing stronger with every second that passed. Xavier knew that if he din't get Sierra to stop she would most definately kill Brent. "NO HE DOESN'T DESERVE KINDNESS, BUT IF YOU KILL HIM YOU WILL BE NO BETTER THAN HE IS! CAN YOU LIVE WITH THE KNOWLEDGE THAT YOU MURDERED SOMEONE IN COLD BLOOD? WILL THE COP IN YOU BE OKAY WITH THAT?" He realized that he had finally gotten through to her when she started to take human form and the shadows receded. He couldn't help but