Transformers Beast Wars Optimus Prime Novels & Stories

A massive chimera‑like **drone‑beast** hunched on all fours, its metal body heaving with slow, mechanical breaths. It was bigger than any drone we’d seen so far—twice the size of the alpha wolf in the castle. Its front half was canine, with heavy plating over its shoulders and neck, a head shaped more like a predator jet than an animal. Its hindquarters were insectile—multiple jointed legs ending in hooked claws, a segmented abdomen bristling with antennae and turrets. Cables ran from its spine up into the beacon’s base, tethering it like a guard dog to a power source.

' With a thought, Ray triggered the scene. One of the other superhumans screamed suddenly, activating their ability. A layer of vibrant feathers enveloped their body, flashing a kaleidoscope of colors. This person's ability was Beast Transformation—he could become a fierce bird of prey, even gain the power of flight. But against spatial compression, he didn't stand a chance. He raised his talon-like legs and kicked wildly, as if trying to shatter something, yet it was completely futile. The movement range of his legs shrank before their eyes, until they were utterly immobilized. Even raising a finger became agonizingly impossible.

For some reason, I feel like he's going to try to sabotage again. I just know it. "I remember that Alpha Keeran had even lost an arm in this fight," she said to herself, nodding along. I couldn't help but feel my skin crawl at the thought of losing an arm. Hm. Wait. I am sure that Keeran had both arms when I saw him. They felt and looked real. So how did he manage to grow it back? As if noting my slight curiosity, Rora explained. "Strong Alphas are capable of regrowing limbs or other body parts in several decades."

I howl repeatedly, and I bet even the heavens have sighed in defeat. "And don't think of doing anything stupid. By the time you pull that trigger, I will have fed this damn thing two bullets already. Let's see if your weakling whore will bear it in her conscience." The monster howls in victory. At this point, Deep has no option than to surrender. He drops his gun to the floor, and the monster discharges a triumphant loud annoying howl. "Good, boy!" He mocks, turning to me, but keeping an eye on Deep still. "Now come to me, baby!" Ho orders me in his monster-soothing tone. He has turned into a complete varmint.

The Transformers lie in the realm of tomorrow; the very distant tomorrow. Still, Mr. Lapuz was greatly amused by Ecto 2.0, the robo-puppy that Terra had gifted Kate. He was blown away by how lifelike it behaved. Its prick ears gently pulling back, its tail wagging, its four jointed legs much more flexible than his own arthritic two. Ecto 2.0 also had these expressive, big blue anime eyes made of OLED. The same eyes were equipped with depth cameras that allowed it to gauge any terrain and relay the most apt maneuver to its small but powerful legs. Lastly, Ecto 2.0 was equipped with AI and could remember the layout of Kate’s room and the whole house plus the faces of the people constantly arou

Its black, spiked body rippled with dark energy, and its glowing eyes locked onto him with predatory hunger. “Survive,” Malrik ordered, stepping back into the shadows. “And show me you’re more than a scout. Prove to me that you’re the First Soldier.” The beast roared, charging at Bruce with terrifying speed. Bruce didn’t flinch. He shifted instantly, his wolf form springing forward to meet the creature head-on. Their clash was a blur of claws, teeth, and raw power. The beast’s strength was overwhelming, but Bruce’s agility allowed him to dodge its attacks, each movement calculated and precise.

He gripped the Beast Supreme Bone Spur and leapt out of the aircraft. Instantly, he went all out. Two blazing suns rose behind him, dazzling and intense. He had activated his Tier 2 Solar Titan Physique. "Whatever you are, back off!" he roared. His voice thundered, shaking the sky. The Beast Supreme Bone Spur activated in his hand. At the same time, the Beast Supreme Bone flared to life. Gideon gripped the spur in one hand and the bone in the other, unleashing a fierce, beast-like energy.

There are a lot of hunters waiting to hunt him, it would also harm your life, so keep him and yourself safe. [Ok grandpa] Suddenly, I heard a voice in my head. (you don't have to worry about keeping my identity safe, I can alter my appearance to a certain level. Open up the beast, stat to check my stats. The system told me to remind you about this.) I shouted immediately. (Open beast stats!) _________________________________________ Beast stats (1) Name: Oreo Species: Black sabre-toothed tiger Tier: Beta (2) level: 30

*Damian* “Release the Kaiju!” The warden shouts. I readied myself for one hell of a fight as a gigantic gate opened. The prisoners stayed silent. At first, nothing seemed to move in the darkness or even made a sound. But I spoke too soon when one of this thing’s footsteps felt like an earthquake. Another footstep cracks the ground all around me as the monster steps out of the darkness. It had a lizard-like body with bat wings, spines out of its back, large hands, saber tooth tiger fangs, long claws on its hands and feet, and three heads! It lets out a massive roar that deafens me for a couple minutes. The prisoners cheered as the roar excited them. Please God let me live to see the rest of t

The contingent was made up of various Macroprimate champions alongside the usual motley of Zang elders and acolytes. Having eaten fruits from the Tree of Transfiguration, these Macroprimates might have assumed human forms, but their minds nevertheless remained bestial and feral. Their bloodshot eyes flared with rage and their more-than-two-meter-tall physique was as sturdy as rock that one might argue they looked more like golems instead. Out of the five champions of the Macroprimate race, one of them was a Ninth-grade Beast Lord who came specially to deal with Bi Keyun. The rest were all Eighth-grade Beast Lords.