Transformers: Prime Airachnid Novels & Stories

Resting his head on the top of my own, we waited until Tenny seemed to find what he was looking for. "Ah, yes." He pointed to a page that was decorated in gold and silver - actual flakes of the elements if I wasn't mistaken. "This figure is the Prime." The figure was neither male or female by external markers. Haloed in colors from concentric circles of palest to darkest, the Prime stood on what looked to be a bed of snakes. Each snake was eating the tail of the snake closest to it. Each snake was a slightly different color as well. Dozens of lines ran from Prime to the snakes. From Prime's hands, body, face, feet. Everywhere. Prime looked vaguely like a voodoo doll.

59:59. "He's going to do it," the Child-Arthur whispered, his velvet coat turning grey under the shadow of the weapon above. "The Architect Prime doesn't see people. He sees Overhead. And right now, the Noise-Sector is a debt he intends to write off." The refugees in the warehouse were no longer shouting; they were paralyzed by the sight of the sky turning into a weapon. Meilin stood on the ruins of the engine block, her Sovereign-Iron staff glowing with a frantic, jagged violet light.

of the very history it was sent to destroy. As Chapter 123 closes, the Ares-Prime—now a "Hybrid-of-Void-and-Vessel"—is drifting back toward Earth. The Oort-Vanguard in the distance has "Stopped." They are "Waiting." They are "Reading" the new "Data" that Avery has "Injected" into their system. "Did we 'Win'?" Tommy asked, his hand trembling as he touched the new, "Void-Chitin" walls of the ship.

With a roar that shook the very hull of the Ark, Caleb snapped the Void-blade with his bare hands and drove his fist through the Prime’s chest-plate, crushing the violet core within. "I am the King because I chose to love," Caleb whispered as the Prime’s circuitry flickered and died. "You are just a shadow of a man who never lived." Caleb didn't stop to catch his breath. He tore the reinforced doors of the hidden chamber off their hinges just as the Soul-Transference array reached its peak. "Scarlett!" In the center of the room, the tank exploded.

I was able to find them in Vicegrip and left him out while the energy grid helps Ying yang get out of the Dark Cloud. "Wait !" I said. "Where’s Primal and Warzone? I don’t see him anywhere!" Then in the middle of the dark cloud, we saw a tornado begin to form within it. It kept spinning rapidly be clockwise until the cloud itself dissipated and we could see Primal and Warzone. Apparently, Prime had summoned the speed of a cheetah to run in the middle of the crowd so he could form a tornado to erase it. As soon as the dust cleared, our attackers were nowhere to be found. All that was left was the wreckage of the facility and one of the two that they were after carrying a hybrid.

I was able to find them in Vicegrip and left him out while the energy grid helps Ying yang get out of the Dark Cloud. "Wait !" I said. "Where’s Primal and Warzone? I don’t see him anywhere!" Then in the middle of the dark cloud, we saw a tornado begin to form within it. It kept spinning rapidly be clockwise until the cloud itself dissipated and we could see Primal and Warzone. Apparently, Prime had summoned the speed of a cheetah to run in the middle of the crowd so he could form a tornado to erase it. As soon as the dust cleared, our attackers were nowhere to be found. All that was left was the wreckage of the facility and one of the two that they were after carrying a hybrid.

“Monroe buried the primary access behind multiple biometric failsafes—linked to him and you.” Aurora’s gaze flicked between Damien and Prime. “So either you override the system…” “Or he does,” Damien finished grimly. The pod hissed again, the fluid beginning to drain. Prime’s form rose, unbothered by gravity, landing barefoot on the steel platform. Naked, expressionless, and terrifyingly calm. Prime stepped forward, movements fluid but mechanical, like a man who hadn’t yet remembered how to be human. Damien stepped between him and the others.

Adam laughed at his, his lips returning to my neck as he pulled off his own shirt. "I think the word you're looking for is perfect," he said, his hands sliding up my skirt. "No." I said. "That's not it..." "Sexy?" "No." "Then what?" I thought about it for a moment. "Primal." Adam smiled as he pulled off his belt. "Darling, I can show you primal..."

A new voice, deeper, colder than any we’d heard before, came up the stairwell. “Primary Alpha target detected. Termination protocol authorized.” Then it stepped into view. One single enhanced wolf. But this one was different. It was taller, looked heavier, and carried a lot of scars on its body like it had survived a hundred battles. But I was pretty sure that those scars were just design protocol. No way this thing had been fighting for that long. Its golden eyes burned almost white. It looked straight at me and smiled with too many teeth. “Hello, Kade. I am Unit Prime. And I was created to kill you.”

oh my fvcking God ! THEY TURNED INTO GIANT FVCKING PURPLE WINGS !! She burst into a giant Purple Dragon as she took complete advantage of her vampiric Shape Shifting power. Her magnificent dragon figure spiralled upward like a bolting screw and soon enough I was caged in her talons before she flew over the bewildered army of confused rogues. The rogues started to run for life when they realized what Aira was upto but it was too late for them now. Checkmate guys.