Novel & Cerita Transformers: Beast Wars Spider

I said, my voice getting louder with each word. A large disfigured spider, almost the same size as me, jumped out; its eyes were pitch black, and it had a scorpion's stinger at its back. "Stay away!" I yelled as I struggled. "Is someone there?! Magnus! Meredith!" I transformed halfway into my wolf form and growled at the spider, hoping to scare it away, but it persisted forward. The spider's beady eyes fixed on me, and it charged towards me with an eerie screech. I screamed, struggling to escape from the grip of the quicksand. But the spider ran straight into the quicksand, sinking like I was.

gained the ability to speak. I didn't take it to heart. The reason they couldn't transform or speak was simply insufficient power. As long as they had enough energy and training, transformation wouldn't be difficult. During this time, I took them hunting and taught them techniques. They became much stronger than before. Beastmen who could survive with defective bodies were hardly ordinary creatures. True to form, what they lacked in one area, they made up for in another. Although Soren couldn't see from one eye, he had exceptionally keen hearing. And although Adrian temporarily couldn't fly, he had incredibly sharp claws.

Black spiky tails erupted from their backs and fur erupted from their legs. My eyes narrowed, I had seen this before. This was the same creature Becky had shifted into. So he really was working together with the witches. One of the creatures lunged at my warrior, claws slicing deep into his shoulder. Another bared his elongated fangs that had black liquid dripping from it, then he tore it into the side of another of my warriors. “What the hell…” Soren muttered as he dodged one of them. I locked eyes with Casmir, he had a pleased smile on his face.

"I'm going to cause an inflation crisis." Jack leaped into the air, soaring over the massive, thrashing tail of the beast. He landed directly on the creature's broad, fleshy back. The moment his boots touched the corrupted hide, the Debt-Eater shrieked. It sensed a massive reservoir of capital—the stored lunar meltdown energy humming inside Jack. The beast’s fleshy segments peeled back, revealing hundreds of secondary, jagged maws that snapped wildly, trying to consume the Planet’s Alpha. Marcus landed heavily nearby, slamming his shield down to crush a wave of parasitic, purple ticks that swarmed off the beast's body. Katherine provided covering fire, her sniper rounds expertly freezing the

' 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.

And all I could do was stand there, shattered… as the air around me cracked with power, I didn’t yet understand. I can't get married to him. No, this cannot happen to me. I can't be one of them. He can't come for me like this. He was the Alpha Beast. He is still the Alpha Beast. Anyone woman he touches, dies. Why didn’t I die when he touched me? How was I able to take him? No, there must be an explanation. We can't be mates. I won't accept this kind of destiny for myself. I swear I won't.

Iris. Lightning. Blinding lightning cracks across the sky, and that’s when I see it. A monstrosity. A towering werewolf, drenched in rain, muscles taut and rippling with barely restrained rage. Each limb looks sculpted for violence. Its fur is slick, dark, and matted from blood and storm. Its breath steams in the cold air. Plumes spiral around its snout. Its eyes, blazing gold. My heart stops. God… I just fell into another creature’s war. All of them, beasts of the moon. Beasts of the night. Oh no!

I shrug my shoulders and lazily attempt to scratch the itching area when my hands touch something silky and soft, strands of it falling through my fingers. I freeze. There better not be a freakishly giant spider in my bed! My eyes jerked open, heart pounding almost a hundred miles a minute yet my brain hadn't quite caught up yet. I open my mouth in a silent scream of some sorts and quickly glanced down to find a pair of electric blue eyes staring right back into my own. What? Keeran? Alpha Keeran? What was he doing in my bed? My brain seemed to have suddenly shut down. I watch as his mouth parts and a pink tongue peaks out to slowly lap against the long open cut on the side of my hip.

“We’re definitely in the right place.” Something shifted above them. Riley’s head snapped up— Too late. The spider dropped. It hit the ground in front of them with a heavy impact, its massive body settling low as its legs spread outward, each one ending in hooked points that dug into the webbed floor. Its eyes glowed faintly. Watching. A red glow appeared above it. Verdant Broodmother — Level 15 (Boss) HP: one million Hayes let out a breath. “Yeah… that’s more like it.”