Transformers G1 Rumble Novels & Stories

I opened my eyes to see a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar. The man was in his late 60s, standing tall in a crisp military uniform. The sight of the general stars on his shoulders made my eyes sting. He stood in front of the meat grinder. With one hand, he slammed the power switch off. With the other, he grabbed the guard by the throat and tossed him ten feet away like a ragdoll. Ariel turned deathly pale. "Who the hell are you?"

Carly stated as she remove Theo’s grip on her and ran to face the unknown people. “Hey, that was actually cool, you know, tell me, are you guys scientist??” she asked and they halted in their steps as they turned back to look at the direction where the voice came from. “Finish her!” Gomok ordered and one of the doom squad matched forward. He closed his eyes and as he opened it back, his eyes transformed to a shade of pure black and something like bone came out of his hands and wrist. He then fully transformed into an animal but stood erected as a man.

Rumble! Explosion sounds could be heard coming from inside his body, while his muscles twitched non-stop. With every twitch of his muscle, a shackle was destroyed. With that, powerful energy burst forth from inside his body. The aura he exuded grew increasingly terrifying that even Thea and Delainey hurriedly retreated. This lasted for a whole week.

--- ### The Siege of the Shadows The attack didn't begin with a roar. It began with a frequency. A low, vibrating hum began to emanate from the armor of the Refurbished warriors. The wolves who had gathered behind us, ready to fight for their new home, suddenly clutched their ears, howling in agony. "It's a neural-suppressant!" I yelled, covering my own ears. The sound felt like a drill entering my skull. "Kaima, get to the center!" Rowan shouted. He lunged forward, his broken blade meeting Remnant’s arm, which had transformed into a shimmering blade of blue energy.

"Charge! Use your golems to throw spears!" Their three horns glowed as they began to run towards the oncoming enemies. The "hearth" of the golems shed light as they threw the spears to the ones that tried to cast magic. In a matter of seconds, the frontlines collided with each other with a crushing victory to the Rhinos. "Aerial support, begin to release the explosives! Snails, shoot acid, and water spells!"

"Ten seconds? What do you mean? " Roland was about to punch the wall from anger and confused when he heard a ticking sound inside his pant! His eyes widened from shocked! “Tick--- tick-- tick---” ~ KL •Season One• R18GB

Gamma Thorne let out a low, menacing growl, the sound rippling through the air. His massive frame tensed, prepared to unleash the fury of his position upon the intruders. The skirmish erupted into chaos, a flurry of fur and flashing teeth. Claws tore at the earth, kicking up debris as combatants grappled for dominance. Each member of our group showcased their prowess-Paul with his calculated strikes, Gamma Thorne with his brute strength, and Elara with her swift, darting movements that left adversaries bewildered in her wake.

It's no surprise he's disappeared. "Enough of that. If you want to learn the Doombringer Knuckle, you'll need to prove your real skill." A loud rumble filled the air, and in an instant, Gideon's energy reached its maximum level. He underwent a dramatic transformation, his entire demeanor shifting. The surrounding area seemed to revolve around him as half of the sky swirled with intense energy, creating an overwhelming and unsettling presence. Ronan's eyes unexpectedly widened as he was taken aback.

Kent growled, and his breath moved my loose blonde hair. “Change back. Change back now!” I demanded. He was scary. Probably more than the wolf that attacked me. Thankfully, the fur dissipated back into skin and his wolfish features turned back to manly ones, as two of his four arms turned back into arms and he was standing upright again. Naked.

Then another, until all the pins are gone from my hair and scattered on the ground and my hair is falling down my bare shoulders. "Move, Zoya," I think. "kick this mother fucker in the shin..." But my stomach was doing some weird flipping, and my legs were as stiff as a stubborn piece of clay. "Rule number one," the hand on my waist moves up to my zipper. "Gear for battle. Not pretty black gowns." That's when I move, the shock at what he's about to do spurring me into motion. I push Ragnar away with surprising strength. I stumbling back, the tension crackling between us like the fire that burned in the chimney.