Transformers Beast Wars Quickstrike Novels & Stories

Energy pulsed and wavered into the space between us. “I will find your sister and see if she is worth saving,” I let him know. Beckham convulsed and then suddenly went still. The darkness retreated dragging with it a phantom of dim dark shapeless light, as it returned to my feet and deposited it there, immobile. I turned to Wyatt, “The first installment of our vow,” I said. The Beast growled in approval from within the confines of Wyatt’s body, his skin bristled as he pushed back with the urge to shift.

he demanded, thrusting the guard at the feet of Zayden. The guard only grinned, an act that only brought sickness to Zayden’s stomach. Dusting off his hands, the guard stood back up and adjusted the collar of his black leather jacket. “I’ll have to ask you to wait,” he repeated his earlier words, as if he knew that would annoy these werewolves the most. He wasn’t wrong. “Wait for your turn!” Viraj, out of all, seemed to be extra pissed. “Why are we even wasting our time waiting? This is clearly purposeful. Alpha, I think we should charge. No point in being nice with these bastards!”

There were beetles with huge bodies and tough shells and toads with disgusting appearances and deadly toxins. The beasts were diverse and varied. “Fire-breathing Palm!” Apart from beasts that had the natural fire element, most beasts were afraid of fire. Thus, Andrius chose this palm strike to start the battle, which was undoubtedly effective. A single palm strike instantly injured several beasts severely, and they fell to the ground, twitching and whimpering before slowly falling silent. As for the remaining, Andrius used Divine Wanderer and launched attack after attack, continuously striking the beasts’ bodies.

"Hmph!" Gunnr swung his blade. The strike was brutal, enveloping both Ray and Travis. Ray had no choice but to use Exile on both of them, just to deflect the edge of the attack. Blade after blade, Gunnr struck with a cold, mocking grin. "I can swing like this all day. Can you keep using your powers nonstop?" He wasn't bragging. Beast-types were essentially upgraded combat-types. Their advantage was insane explosive power and seemingly limitless endurance. When Gunnr claimed he could slash all day… he absolutely meant it.

Leak exclaimed. The four cursed beasts are perishing his army. Aranis pulverizes them with its fire spit. Daubentonis attacks them with a scratch that its fingertips are equipped with a whirlpool. Felix attacks them by shaking their footing. And Strigiformes sends them flying by a gale that comes from his flapping wings. “Some army you have there,” Alfi said sarcastically. “Don’t get too cocky. Do you think I perished that widow with such a way?” Leak is floating to the sky and raising his right arm to the sky.

Beemo's reinforcement had finally shown up, but the question was, would they show up fast enough to save his life? Xasha waved his hands and spoke in a strange language once again. The air currents Sped up at an insane rate, the pressure got stronger as the currents increased speed. Beemo's scales were cracking and breaking off one at a time, then falling to the ground. The Storm Dragons become more vicious in their attacks and one of them bit off the wings off from his body.

The Beast. He was surprised to say the least, that Professor Ridley-Forrester was a young, Asian woman. She was about as intimidating as a butterfly. Had his brother been joking about her reputation? Sure, he’ll admit that the woman possessed great self-defense skills but nothing about her screamed evil bitch. Evan decided to introduce himself. Without another thought, he strolled onto the mat, stopping in front of the petite woman.

The cannons separated themselves from his waist combining into a massive twin-barrelled cannon called the Dragon Tempestor cannon. He pulled the trigger and the cannons unleashed a powerful stream of blue and red concentrated plasmatic energy down the beast’s throat the creature grumbled in great pain as the beast bled. The blood of the beast splashed around the sea as it caught into his leg boosters and backpack slowly melting the Bio-Xerrohmite armor. Though the beast had bled the danger was far from over as the sea began to shake Kent saw the sudden shift in the beast’s movements as it slowly closed its jaws upon them.

In a flash they spread out, wings flashing electricity, the group watching from above forgotten, Obiora was right, this is what they do best. Binta worked her body into a blur, blitzed forward to meet the charging machines and dropped the first set of drones in a blast of electricity as Obiora charged the group of giant robots pounding the first in line into matchwood and then hurled the ruined metal unto it's mates. Babybaby leapt on Shettima’s back as he rendered both of them intangible while a cyborg cat leaping for them crashed through them against another cat Orchid had frozen into popsicle.

I spat then punched him across the chest causing him to stumble backward. The hunters quickly charged at me furiously. I folded my hands ready for them when I heard loud growls from behind. I glanced there and noticed how most of my warriors were now in their Tasmanian forms. They rushed past me, some jumping in mid-air landing on the hunters, striking without holding back. Some warriors began firing guns while some held on their swords pretty well. My focus was solely on the hunter with the daggers. His interest in Hera was what made me want him dead.