Transformers Beast Wars Quickstrike Novels & Stories

It was more than enough to take down the guards, no matter what armor they wore. Claire was similarly armed. Though she kept an electrostatic pistol on her thigh, she instead wielded a StunPulse SMG. Unlike the pistol, the StunPulse projected waves of ultrasonic energy in a cone in front of it. Those waves completely disrupted neural activity in any living creature. Or at least, any biological creature. It certainly wouldn’t do anything to the drones. Claire adjusted its output into a relatively wide cone, then activated the SMGs auto fire mode.

Facing the powerhouses’ attacks, James did not have the time to consider his actions. At once, he entered the Second Marciais Combat Form. His entire body exuded gray light. A powerful aura exploded instantly. Then, he raised his hand, and Quasar Tribulation Clouds filled the sky. The Quasar Lightning was mixed with dark Tribulation Lightning as it struck. The powerhouses that headed toward James were engulfed by the lightning. They stopped in their tracks and began to tremble.

He wiped his eyes and gathered his composure. "Warriors, take positions," he commanded quietly. "Remember—no unnecessary noise. Zeta's enhanced hearing can detect whispers from a hundred yards." Trent stayed close to Zora and her father, knowing she was Zeta's primary target. His protective instincts warred with his respect for her capabilities, but tonight, keeping her alive took precedence over everything else. Following Alpha Diva's directions, Brandon led a strike team through a hidden tunnel system that connected to the pack's underground network. Other warriors spread along the borders, awaiting Trent's signal to advance.

“Alpha… the news just came from Gamma… The bodies have increased and the rogues are starting to target children.” “What?” My voice was a low growl before I could stop it. Rage exploded through me, hot and vicious. I felt my beast surge forward, demanding release, demanding blood. I was already halfway shifted when Brian stepped in front of me, holding up a hand. “Alpha, wait! You can’t just rush in. That’s what they are counting on… It's your temper. If they get you to lose control in front of everyone, they will have exactly what they need to strip you of your Alpha title.”

I almost never transform so I have no idea how to fight with it' ##############

Auditory texture like a saw cutting through bone, amplified to a volume that made my eardrums pop. The sound made the nanoweave of Neoma’s suit vibrate against her skin. My teeth rattled. "Wolfy?" Barzil asked. His voice was a low rumble. "What is coming?" I looked at the reading. Class 5 Kinetic Entity. Nuclear Core. Barzil-Steel Chassis. "He didn't just build weapons," I whispered. My throat constricted. I couldn't swallow. "He built a champion." The smoke swirled. Two burning red lenses, the size of dinner plates, ignited in the gloom. They glowed with a steady, pulsating heat.

The beastkin were taking heavy losses, their natural hides burning under the plasma blades, but they refused to yield. "Queen Elara!" Jinx shouted from the corridor. She and Kaelen had set up a heavy, rapid-fire bolt thrower in the archway. "Get clear!" Jinx screamed. I grabbed the arm of the bearkin warrior and pulled him back. "Retreat!" We scrambled toward the archway. Jinx pulled the trigger. The bolt thrower roared. It fired a stream of heavy iron quarrels into the mass of automatons clogging the doorway. The bolts punched through brass plating, shattered glass cores, and pinned the machines to the walls.

The decision had already been made. Alpha Caius was a ruthless, unforgiving man that was feared across the south and beyond. His name alone was enough to turn the blood of warriors to ice. He was more than a leader, he was a force of destruction, a walking death sentence. His pack, the Blood Howl Crest, was forged in the fires of war and its members were born to fight and trained to kill. Alpha Caius was a wolf written in blood. Towering. Scarred. Merciless. He led every war himself, cutting through enemies like a blade through flesh.

Warren raised his pistol blades again and slashed at the beast who batted his fist away. The bestial creature lunged forward to bite, a wing blocked the lethal jaws and Warren thrust forward with his blade again. The blade bit into the flesh of the creature rather easily and two more shots were expelled from the end of the pistol blade. The bebeast'sead rolled into the ditch, but the body remained on its feet.

Yet, the seven beasts proved resilient, their godly powers deflecting Kai's attacks with ease. As the battle raged on, the werewolf god destroyers unleashed their true potential. Their godly powers manifested in a myriad of ways, transforming the battlefield into a chaotic maelstrom of energy. Kai, despite his valiant efforts, found himself overwhelmed by the sheer force of their combined might. With a final, desperate attack, Kai unleashed his ultimate alpheno technique, a concentrated beam of energy that could potentially decimate an entire city. The werewolf god destroyers, anticipating the attack, formed a defensive barrier, their godly powers merging to create an impenetrable shield.