Transformers Prime Agent Fowler Novels & Stories

My chief spoke up, “Agent Stevenson, this is Agent Morris. He has recently transferred from the Los Angeles branch and will be joining our team.” I turned to shake hands with the man beside me, everything my chief was saying seemed to fade into the background. My breath hitched for a moment. What The Fuck?! What is he doing here? He turned towards me and extended his hand,his expression was unreadable.Either the bastard had forgotten me, or he knew I was working here. I would go with the latter option.I quickly masked my expression before taking his hand. No need to dig up old skeletons of the past. “Agent Stevenson,” he said, his voice calm and hard.

I warned, my eyes twinkling as he hurried along. We walked into the lift and waited as it reached the underground bunkers. "Hemsworth is in the office." Winterlash said under his breath to me. Gregory Hemsworth was the head representative of FRIO in Etherea. His being in the office set off alarm clocks in my head. "What's the stiff neck doing at the office?" I asked Winterlash, careful of Agent Cash standing in the corner. "He wants to talk to you." "Tonight?" "Afterwards." He said. His face was unfathomable.

the Prime said. He raised his cane and fired a beam of red energy. Dr. Aris didn't even have time to scream. He was turned into a pile of grey ash instantly. I grabbed the laser scalpel from the table and stood in front of Elle. My heart was pounding, but the revenge in my soul was stronger than the fear. "Where are Bryan and Jane?" I asked. The Prime smiled, and his mouth opened far too wide. Inside, his teeth were made of solid silver.

(First Lieutenant Chiyou & Senior Agent Smith) “...Alright, then shall we begin?…Senior Agent Smith…I want you to become this base Mayor..”.(President Mies Sai)

Did he develop a gun kink now? I dropped my bag on the countertop, “You’re home early. Where’s Lewis?” I asked, then sat on a stool in front of him. “I heard a scream, what happened?” Lewis came into the kitchen with a confused look. I glared at him before smacking the back of his head. Lewis winced and swiftly backed away from his co-agent. Lewis is actually five years younger than me, making him like a younger brother to me at times. Despite our constant bickering, I am genuinely relieved that it was Lewis who will be working with me in this mission. Lewis is one of the agency’s best agents as well. At a young age, this boy managed to push his way to the agency’s second-ranking division: I