Transformers Frenzy G1 Novels & Stories

The problem with myths is that people forget the monsters in them were usually guarding something you really, really didn't want to visit. The thing standing in front of the Fenris Gate wasn't a dog. It was a tank wearing a fur coat. It stood twelve feet tall at the shoulder. Its body was a grotesque fusion of vat-grown muscle and matte-black titanium plating. Three heads sat upon a thick, armored collar—the left and right heads were organic, snarling wolves with cybernetic eyes, while the middle head was completely mechanical, a smooth, faceless visor that glowed with the building intensity of a collapsed sun.

They generally suffered against heavier mechs, but anything lighter couldn't go through its armor before the G-H pulverized them. The G-H's design mimicked a gorilla, so it could bend down on all fours and sprint surprisingly fast in a short duration. Triceratopssss had already seen the blazing energy signature approaching him on his scanners, so he readied his posture to dodge and chase after the lighter mech. He already licked his lips as he imagined his G-H's powered arms tearing the soft Fantasia's frame apart. "Will you walk into my parlor, said the spider to the fly."

She just had to keep swallowing hard. She reached out to her cup of water and drank it at once with shaky hands. "So what are you guys?" "We are known to be just TRANSFORMERS. This means we can take up any form of anything or anyone we wish. We also can create confusion and tamper with one's mind or thoughts without going through the whole spell thing - ours is natural and we are smooth at it." Pan praised their qualities. Jane forced a subtle smile and looked away. It was good they were normal compared to the beast that she had met.

With a graceful and deliberate motion, she flicked her fingers toward the animal. In the blink of an eye, Brand's form transformed. Where a wolf had sat, an imposing figure now stood, impressive muscles flexing beneath the taut canvas of his skin. The air seemed to crackle with the energy of the sudden transformation. As Ulfhild beheld him, her mouth in a perfect 'O' of shock, his every sinew seemed to pulse with power. It wasn't merely the impressive physique that commanded her attention, though, it was the presence that radiated from him, an aura of intensity that dared anyone to challenge him.

This increases nerve reaction speed and dynamic vision, greatly enhancing speed and significantly boosting claw cutting power, especially with electric arcs. 【Doubling】 Active — Allows the body to enlarge or shrink freely. Enlarging increases strength dramatically, but reduces agility; shrinking boosts agility greatly, but reduces strength. 【Frenzy】 Active — Greatly boosts combat power but sacrifices some rationality. It negates 80% of pain and grants immunity to certain mental controls. 【Keen Senses】 Passive — Greatly enhances perception, allowing heightened sensitivity to danger. It can detect even the smallest movements and can discern good from evil to some extent.

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

Moments later, his sister followed, a being of liquid fire and translucent, pearlescent skin, her cry a high-frequency chime that shattered the glass of the human transports miles away. Fenris didn’t stay in the den to celebrate. He shifted into his massive Triple Hybrid form, his charcoal-grey fur shot through with streaks of iridescent white, and leapt from the high peaks to the Fringe in a single, kinetic blur. He landed in front of Thomas Aris with the force of a tectonic shift, the impact creating a “Grounding Pulse” that sent a physical wave of white resonance through the ground.

A malicious air permeated into the air as he glanced towards the forest, meeting the eye of a feral beast. The man appeared ecstatic then his surprised face went cold as he ordered his men to open the car door. They drove away from there and there flashed before her the life she had been living while she still has no recollection of the past. She was Zane Fangs, the daughter of the Alpha of Dusk Dawn Pack, 21 years old. TBC Maple Writes (Don't forget to leave a comment, share and give me reviews for me to know if there are things that I should improve with and change at the same time. Have a good day. Enjoy reading.)

Ellie had to lock her jaw and lower her gaze not to show him how disgusted, horrified, and enraged his cold assessment of living, breathing people made her. “Now we’re making a bundle off them testing drugs we’ve cooked up to enhance the military and fitness freaks.” He turned away to tear off his gloves. “Have you seen how damn big we’ve made them? How strong? We trained them to fight just to show what is possible to do to humans and how much damage they can take with the new batch of rapid-healing medicines. Do you know how many billions of dollars in contracts we’re looking at? How much money we’ve already made so far? They are our prototypes. Showing what we can make them do, how fast, s

She is mine. Gideon, though, is not caving in. His fangs tighten and his eyes flash with fury. "Never again." There is silence for a minute. The air seems to thicken, and for a brief second the earth itself seems to be holding its breath. Then Gideon and I experience different transformations. His hand hanging on my arm and his body exuding warmth next to me suggest that we are about to do something. Something permanent. I should forward myself. I want to burrow into him and let him help me to let the tension eat at me. But I'm not able to.