Transformers Beast Hunters: Predacons Rising Novels & Stories

"They aren't digital ghosts here, Elara. They are the ones who stayed behind when the others uploaded. They are the Luddites of the Void." Suddenly, a sound echoed across the plain—a low, rhythmic thrumming. From the shadows of the Needle City, three shapes emerged. They weren't geometric drones. They were biological—massive, six-legged predators with skin like polished chrome and eyes that glowed with a predatory red. "Scavenger Hounds," Sif whispered. "The Architects' guard dogs." The hounds didn't bark. They moved with a terrifying, silent efficiency, locking onto the scent of the millions of "fresh" hearts beating on the plain.

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

The technician coughed up blood but continued, "You won't live to see tomorrow's moon. The Donna's era is over." I nodded once, then shot him through the knee. Amid the screams, I said, "Carlo, send someone to his place. Spettro, contact our military sources and find out what this toxin is. Everyone else, send the kid to a hospital and notify Paolo." "Donna Costa, you—" "I'm fine," I said, turning and walking out of the warehouse. "Back to the Costa residence. Notify all core members to gather for an emergency meeting in one hour."

Isabella knew he was talking about her father. Kieran leaned in and whispered in his ear. “Take her out of here", Alessandro ordered, “I’m going to send their souls to hell", he grinned widely. For some reason the abductors didn’t fight back, it was as if they knew they were already damned, one of the men who attempted to strike a dagger at one of the vampires who had accompanied Alessandro lost his arm in no time. He began howling in pain. Alessandro let out a low growl, “Trent I told you it was my kill".

It was the Red-Queen’s nightmare all over again, just wrapped in a different corporate logo. "I couldn't stand there and watch them do it," Reyes said, her voice cracking for the first time. "I loaded as many as I could into Convoy Seven and stole the Crawler. We’ve been running for three weeks. The Origin-Beasts out there were drawn to the kids' energy signatures... but the Founders' hunters are the ones who crippled our treads yesterday." "They're tracking you," Dax realized, his head snapping toward the open ramp. "They have Sun-Hounds," Reyes confirmed. "Hover-bikes, plasma lances, and orbital tracking. They aren't far behind us."

I stood up and stomped my foot, “Bring the hunters to me!” More men floated in. I asked, “Where are they all coming from?” Mom replied, “While we were fighting all the rogues, the remaining hunters called in reinforcements.” I shook my head, “Shit. Are all the rogues gone yet?” She nodded, “They are. So now we can just concentrate on the hunters.” I smiled, “Sweet!” When the hunters stopped floating in, there were close to fifty of them. King Parker shouted, “Warriors! Shift!” All of the warriors shifted into their beasts and King Parker commanded, “Shred them!” All of the beasts attacked the hunters and shredded them until an even bigger pile of flesh, bones and blood was left on the ground

“Something’s coming.” Adrien turned. “What now?” The horizon bled red. A storm, vast, violent, devouring, rolled across the sky, swallowing stars as it came. Within its core, shapes moved, too large to be human, too twisted to be beasts. Kael laughed again, even as his blood poured. “Ah… the first hunters. They’ve smelled her pieces already. You’ll never reach her before they do.” The storm roared, splitting the night with lightning not of heaven but of shadow. The shapes within it howled, ancient, ravenous things, drawn to the goddess’ broken essence.

I asked him. "I will never bow to a witch. I will take pleasure in eating your heart since you chose to ruin my meal!" He spat back at me with an evil smirk. Yes, I could have easily done a killing blow, but I find a slight enjoyment in making the evil beings suffer a little. Plus, I get paid more if I deliver them alive. Mucelini here broke the law. Ghouls have centers where they can obtain flesh to survive. When several ghoul attacks started in the area and the Paranormal Enforcement Agents (PEA) couldn't find the culprit they called me. Freya Blackwood, paranormal bounty hunter. I take on hunting ghouls, vampires, werewolves, and other creatures of the night. I am the best of the best and

“She gave me quite a show in the forest. How’d you get a witch for a daughter? I’d say you were lying, but she is your spitting image.” “Just lucky, I guess.” Dad winked at me. “Em, Bommer is here to see Doc’s video feed. Another round of serum will be administered today at Supermax. The bear shifters have had some tangles with hunters in the Pocono Mountains.” “Are there shifters for every animal?” Dad and Boomer looked at one another and chuckled. “No, darlin’. Only top predators.” Boomer laughed. “Diesel started breakfast. You have time for a shower before it’s ready, “ Dad said. My eyes met Ghost’s, which had already started to darken.

Kiema said, patting Kord's arm braced over her front. "The Beast. It comes," Alok said, his pale blue eyebrows dipped low over his tricolored eyes. "Right, yes. You've mentioned. What is the beast and why should I care?" Kiema asked. The group of Wardens jerked back as if Kiema had punched them in the bellies. "The Beast is the natural apex predator of all magical kind. It is the antithesis to any Prime or Prime descendant."