Transformers: Fall Of Cybertron Autobot Soldier Novels & Stories

The trailer surged forward, the sudden acceleration nearly sending Steve tumbling into the horde below. His stomach dropped as he wavered on the edge, arms pinwheeling before he found his center of gravity again. Falling wasn't an option—Alpha or not, he couldn't fight hundreds of mindless killing machines, especially not with the virus weakening his ability to transform.

The soldier's body convulsed, the life draining from him until Xandros tossed him aside like a discarded rag. Thane froze, his stomach churning. Shadows began to pulse around Xandros as the blood gave it strength. A second soldier swung his sword. The blade struck the creature's arm but bounced off harmlessly. Xandros’s claws ripped upward, severing the man's arm from his shoulder. The soldier screamed, stumbling back, but Xandros didn't give him time to fall. It lunged forward, grabbing the man's head and pulling sharply until his neck stretched unnaturally. The creature snapped his head off with one powerful jerk, holding it briefly before throwing it into the crowd.

Their howls were brief, swallowed by the roar of power. Valenor lunged through the chaos, his blade a streak of silver. It met my barrier with a blinding spark. The impact sent a shockwave through the ruins. He pushed against it, shouting, "This is what you’ve become? A monster?" I met his eyes. "No. Just the truth you buried." Then I pressed my hand against his chest. His armor cracked. He fell to his knees, gasping, the silver searing into his own flesh. Around us, the remaining soldiers broke ranks, some fleeing, some dropping their weapons, too afraid to move.

The serum slowed down his perception of time; the suit compensated for the recoil. Two soldiers charged him with combat knives. Sebastian caught the first man’s wrist. With the hydraulic assist, he snapped the arm like a dry twig. He spun and kicked the second man in the chest. CRUNCH. The man flew twenty feet, smashing into a forklift. "He's a monster!" one of the surviving soldiers screamed in Russian. "No," Sebastian’s amplified voice boomed. "I am the CEO." He grabbed a heavy machine gun turret ripped from a destroyed jeep. It weighed 80 pounds. He held it with one hand. BRRRRRRRT. A wall of lead tore through the enemy cover. Wood splintered. Concrete exploded. The Crimson Guard retreate

​The Descent into the Flame ​They didn't jump like soldiers; they fell like stones. Leo, Maya, and Ren plummeted through the golden shield, their tactical suits smoking as they hit the superheated air of the Rift. Leo used his blighted arm as a stabilizer, the silver circuits absorbing the kinetic energy of the fall and venting it as a shockwave when he hit the platform.

‎ ‎From the roof of the mansion, figures rappelled down on black ropes. ‎ ‎Vargo’s elites. They wore full-body tactical armor and carried weapons that looked like nightmares. ‎ ‎Flamethrowers. ‎ ‎"Scatter!" I projected the command to the pack. ‎ ‎A jet of liquid fire erupted from the lead soldier’s weapon. It engulfed a Rogue warrior. He screamed, shifting back to human form as he burned alive. ‎ ‎My vision went red. ‎ ‎No mercy, I thought. ‎ ‎I charged the flamethrower unit. I dodged the stream of fire, feeling the heat singe my whiskers. I clamped my jaws around the fuel tank on his back.

He closed his eyes for a few seconds and opened them again. "Let's dance." When he opened them again, the cabin disappeared, and his vision was much broader. He felt raw power coursing through his veins, and his mind was clear as the day. The soldiers clad in EXO armor were still trying to attack him, but only the Rail guns could deal any real damage to the mech, which was low enough to be ignored. [Back-up arrives in 00:00:03:59] [Time remaining until self-destruction: 00:00:04:55]

Cynosore surged the ground order use, forgoing jagged heaps of metal to shoot upward at us. Netalie justared her hands to freeze time fist enough to make her charge at Cynosore. As she jumped away from the rising metallic hazards, Netalie crested a battle axe as she made it close enough to lay a killing strike on carrie. But the cybernetic implants in Carrie’s body began to glow, forcing her from the time hault and allowing her to fire an ultra focused polarity beam that tore through Netalie’s armour and pushed to the ground. The ok piercing the ground next to her as her time hault dissipitated.

He made a barely audible sound to indicate that he saw them. “They’re cyborgs,” Kendra whispered just as the three invaders lunged at the soldiers. Olga looked for Felix and Ari, but they weren’t with the soldiers as they battled the battle of their lives. She was about to urge Rex to help her assist the soldiers before they ended up actually losing their lives when arrows flew through the air from different directions. They severed the human spines of two of the three cyborgs with impressive precision. The suddenly paralyzed cyborgs crumbled to the ground while wearing looks of surprise and confusion.

The sky of our once peaceful, ringed planet has now turned blood-red. From the massive fissure stretching across the moon’s surface, billions of black mechanical spiders are cascading down like a waterfall. aren't just insects; they are 'nano-bots'—capable of transforming any biological life into metal within seconds. Lucas stood before me, his body as resilient as diamond. His wings, once golden, were now glowing a fierce, fiery red. "Sophia, take Sona and get inside that mountain cave!" Lucas roared. His mechanical voice now carried a primal battle cry.