Transformers Bounty Hunter Novels & Stories

"We need to leave right now." "Why?" "The Broker just put a fifty-million-dollar bounty on your head. Every assassin in the city is coming for you." "Fifty million?" "You're worth more than that to him, you're a special acquisition. Enhanced through Patricia's experiments, conditioned but still independent. You're exactly what The Broker collects." "They're already here," I said. "Yes. We have maybe two minutes before they make their move. Give me the briefcase." "No." "Ms. Henderson, I'm trying to save your life."

Tacamorga is summoned to my war room, he is my Head Hunter, and I am very proud of him, his fetes are unlike any other in my ranks, he's huge, even more so than I am at least 6 ft 8" and built like a tank, his skin is littered with scars and tattoos and he wears a Red eye patch over his right eye, he says it helps him focus and shoot better at his target, he is a man of very few words, I saved him from descending and he has been faithful to me ever since. It is obvious if he was on his way down to the depths it means he did not live a good life while he was living and judging from his skills, he was either a bounty hunter, assasssin or just a murderer for sport either which way it works out

“What do you mean? A… bounty?” “Yes.” Hazel’s voice shook. “Declared an hour ago. Dead or alive.” My stomach twisted. Cold sweat slid down my spine. Dead or alive. A bounty meant hunters. A bounty meant wolves. A bounty meant strangers with greedy eyes and no hesitation to drag me back, or worse…. “Who?” The word tore from my throat, jagged and raw. “Who would do that?” Hazel hesitated, and that silence was louder than any answer. “No.” My chest heaved. “No, no…don’t tell me… Cardan. Did he—?”

Tyr then pointed his knife at the other person, “I do not have the patience, you answer.” “Yes, yes!” The gold rank bounty hunter was terrified, to save his own life, he immediately nodded. “Okay, next, do you guys have a long term contract with that person? What was the name of that Celestial Empire person? Where is he now?” Tyr then asked the important question. This question seemed confidential; the gold rank bounty hunter hesitated. Splat! Tyr then immediately slashed the hunter. “Now, there’s only you left.” Tyr then pointed the knife at the last surviving platinum rank bounty hunter’s neck.

The Magnus continued walking and fell on his knees when he reached the room's darkest side. "Father, the bounty hunter has arrived." Kaizer couldn't see the man in the dark for the torches were behind him, but he could see on his silhouette a bent stature and a bald head. He was old. Kaizer could sense power and authority from him but not enough to make him fall on his knees too. He was looking at Kaizer and Kaizer knew it. Silence was heard. Moans and pains were the background. Then the Magnus stood up and bowed.

Axel met his gaze head on, his eyes burning with a determination I've never seen him emanate before. "She's leaving with me," Axel said stepping forward until he and Hunter were looking eye to eye. Though they stood approximately with the same whooping 6'4 height, you could tell who has the most power emanating from him through his aura. Amy fanned her face with her hand, shaking her head at the two men fighting silently in a stupid staring bottle. "Forget them, you're coming with me. Alpha gifted me with my very own bughati the other day, might as well take her for a ride?" She winked at me and I giggled.

The intense urge to catch her was strong but he couldn't do that at the sacrifice of his men. "YOU MOTHERF*CKERS! GREET YOUR FATHER," Hunter snarled, charging at them. Both of his claws extended out as he slashed one of the men. Instead of tossing his body away, he ripped his insides out as blood spurts on his face but he was smiling. The looks on the faces of his enemies were magnificent. They looked terrified. Hunter's men shifted into their wolf form as they lunged at the enemies. Including Hunter, there were only four of them while the enemies were nine in number.

Gage said as he was close to the one that spoke. Sigh. They’ve stopped talking. Will that be enough for their escape. Jared thought staring at the Bounty Collector. Suddenly lightning bolts from above struck where the Bounty Collector stood but it was fully absorbed by one of his Henchmen with the letter ‘K’ emblem on his palm he used in absorbing Abbey's thunderbolt. Abbey only groaned at the sight of him. . . . From a very far distance on a hill facing the city of bounty hunters stood only a single stupendous figure staring at the dark clouds forming above the city with thunders roaring within and a few visible lightning was seen as the cool breeze blew…

But not with locals. There were men with cybernetic eyes polishing rifles in the shade of tea shops. There were women in high-tech stealth suits haggling for water skins. Mercenaries. Assassins. The scum of the supernatural underworld. "The Executor wasn't kidding," Catherine whispered, standing close to Jack. She wore a white linen shmagh wrapped around her head, her blue eyes sharp and alert. "It's a convention. 'Bounty Hunter Con 2024'." "And we are the main attraction," Jack smirked. "Let's go say hello."

“Great, I’ll come myself with one of my own. Oh, what’s the bounty hunter’s name?” “Um . . . shit . . . I thought I wrote it down. I got the card here. It says Triton Bail Bonds. They are legal in several jurisdictions. I guess they go after the big money where ever it is.” “That’s fine. The name of the business is enough. I really appreciate this. That bastard has eluded us for over sixteen months,” Williamson said. “Don’t thank me. Thank the bounty hunter when you meet him. Hope the reward is high. He and his team earned it with that spooky son of a bitch,” Smith said.