Transformers Gen 1 Starscream Novels & Stories

"Now you experience what you wanted to control. Now you know what Generation One actually feels like." Prometheus forces attacked from the east. Quantum weapons designed to disrupt consciousness. Heavy artillery that should have killed anything biological. Tactical strikes coordinated across seventeen vectors simultaneously. I didn't phase-shift away. I phase-shifted toward. Emerged in their command center. Touched the commander. Touched his lieutenants. Touched everyone in chain of command. Transformed them all into Generation One prototypes who suddenly understood they'd been hunting evolution itself. "Stop her!" Someone screamed. "She's converting everyone! She's creating—"

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

A scream tore from her throat. The machine lunged to connect, to consume, to rewrite everything she was. But Scarlett held on. Her mind flooded with thousands of stolen voices. students, scientists, test subjects memories of fear, loneliness, and raw power crashing over her in a tidal wave. She pushed back harder. Her voice shattered the storm. “You don’t own me!” The blue fractures widened. The core screamed louder. On the main screen: GENESIS LINK _94% Then 93% Victor’s breath caught. “It’s dropping!”

I don't know if you are a monster. "Of course, I am a beast, a hungry beast tasting for blood." He said throwing the hood off his head and his face becomes visible, his face is terrible, and evil with many scars, his eyes are red, like roses, and his fangs were elongated and stained with blood, it was scary, and I screamed so loud. "No oh!" "Are you dreaming?" I sat fast, hearing that voice every morning always wanting to make me throw up but it's seem Damien is so boring that she wish to see my face every morning, while I hate to see her ugly face.

How could there be a wall on the academy floor? One of them the hybrids was a thin, Hispanic male with giant, beetle-like wings sprouting from his back. The other was a bulky, White male with short, orange hair with a thin scar over his left eye. Both of them had magenta eyes and seemed to be wandering in a trance. The one with the scar calls himself Fright Star, while the one with wings calls himself Sun Beetle. “They’re both enforcers,” Natalie whispered. Adrian whispered. “What can they do?”

"Okay, okay, easy. I’m just telling you about my favorite event of the day. Relax and keep yourself calm. I’m not sure if you’ll like what I’ll say next…" I think I know what he’ll say. The agency wants me to accept the offer because I’d clearly stated my disgust when it was offered. "Tic wanted you to accept the offer." Tic is short for Terror-In-Closet. The guy that I inadvertently caused a scandalous incident with. I think I’m still absent-minded that I didn’t straighten my facts.

Never in her wildest dreams had she ever imagined a dark god like this, cruelly beautiful, masculine and so powerful that he could no doubt slice her heart in two with a look. “Aren’t you glad to see me?” he said in a low, unsettling voice.

Never in their dreams did they expect this to happen. One of the mecha lifeforms said angrily, “Sanguine, are you going to accept this brat's control? He’s only in the middle stage of nine stars! Besides, he’s of a different species, so we can’t possibly share the same mind! Do you guys want to live under his shadow for the rest of your lives?!” The one known as Sanguine was a mecha beast with two wings on its back, a tiger head, a lion body, and a snake tail.

Ever since then, The Guardians travel by stars, shooting stars. "Wow, that is really something. So, how do we power this thing?" Dan asked, excitement rippled through him, as though he just found a new toy. The Guardian laughed and touched the giant star muttering words to ancient to understand by any of us, and it shrinked, till it became a car, electric blue, the fastest convertible ever. I was at a loss for words. The star, can transform! I really wanted to try it out but watching them Ooh and Aah was enough joy for me. This was my new family and I never regretted it. "Remember, it's just a scouting mission. A mission to know the deadly forces and how deadly is it to earth. I'm counting o

Then, with a low snarl, he began to shift. Bones cracked. Muscles stretched. His transformation was slower, more deliberate—because Scar wasn’t just any wolf. He was bigger. Stronger. His fur was dark as night, his eyes burning gold like fire. When he landed on all fours, the earth beneath him cracked slightly under his weight. He was nearly twice the size of a normal wolf. Kael and Henry immediately fell back, their instincts screaming danger. Tesla turned, her silver eyes locking onto Scar. The battlefield fell into a strange silence.