Novelas y relatos de Thundercracker Transformers Prime

A new voice, deeper, colder than any we’d heard before, came up the stairwell. “Primary Alpha target detected. Termination protocol authorized.” Then it stepped into view. One single enhanced wolf. But this one was different. It was taller, looked heavier, and carried a lot of scars on its body like it had survived a hundred battles. But I was pretty sure that those scars were just design protocol. No way this thing had been fighting for that long. Its golden eyes burned almost white. It looked straight at me and smiled with too many teeth. “Hello, Kade. I am Unit Prime. And I was created to kill you.”

said Kronika. “Anyway we are getting ahead of ourselves” said Karuji. “Right Karuji” I said. Suddenly the grounds shakes and I sees Mangey Tails, Tail’s counterpart from Boscage Maze from the TV show; Sonic Prime was tasked to stop me, “Karuji, Cetrion, Kronika and Meridia the Hideout has been compromised, I repeat the hideout has been compromised” I said getting up.

frequency into it. ​"You’re just a recording," Leo growled, his eyes burning orange. "And I’m the one who’s deleting the file." ​The silver circuits in Leo’s arm flared white. The feedback traveled into the Prime, causing its skin to pixelate and tear. The "Clean" DNA inside the Prime began to boil, the biological and digital components of the construct fighting each other. With a final, massive surge of energy, Leo threw the Prime into the carrier’s intake manifold.

"Your behavioral modifications remain entirely transparent, Lardon." "The separation pact will render my transparency irrelevant—" I initiated, but my vocal cords were cut off as the heavy iron barriers parted. The Alpha-Prime crossed the threshold without executing a single backward glance, his heavy combat boots thundering down the stone corridor as his form vanished into the defensive lines. "If the weapon contracts hadn't been locked down during the previous moon-turn, my claws would have torn that scholar's academic titles to bloody shreds!" Thalia roared the microsecond our armored transport cleared the perimeter gates. "Parading through the Nexus like he commands the northern borders!

"My name is Zora Vane. And this is my home." "Your name is a designation, dear," she said, walking toward me with a "Tyler Perry" motherly condescension. "I am Aethel-Prime. I was the one who planted the mercury-veins in this planet’s crust ten thousand years ago. I’ve been waiting for a version of myself to grow strong enough to hatch the core." Aethel-Prime didn't use a weapon. She pulled a golden "Data-Sphere" from her belt and tossed it into the air.