Transformers Prime Beast Hunters Bumblebee Novels & Stories

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.

“Have you undergone any special training before? Or is your relative a vampire hunter or a soldier?” Phoebe didn't understand what they meant, whether or not she had undergone some training had nothing to do with her being here: "Oh I'm not what you just said." "You're interesting, so which team will you be on?" Phoebe is a rookie transferred to train and interact with professional Vampire hunters, she has not been assigned to any team. Donna, "and needs a personal trainer for her." People curiously asked: "Who?" Donna looked reluctantly at a large man eating a meal not far away: "It's Jax."

The first thing Monday morning, Christopher marched into his commander's office. "Sir…I need to talk to you about something pretty important." Bruce Koepke sighed. He liked Beast. He didn't want to lose him, but he already knew what he wanted to ask. "Beast, you're a heluva Marine. You know that or you wouldn't be on an elite force. I don't want to lose you, son." Christopher could barely meet his commander's eyes. Finally he relaxed his formal posture and looked steadily at the older man who was more than his commander, but who was also his friend.

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

and I am bitten again, these dogs just can't run slower apparently. I push myself for another mile, but the night's events are catching up to me, the dark starts blurring my vision and the world begins to fade. I shake my head, not wanting to pass out in the middle of nowhere, but my body finally gives up. Just before I black out, I feel myself shifting back to a human form and then everything goes dark. *****

“She’s a great teacher; prepared us well for the next few years of law school—but she’s still one scary-ass lady!” “You’re confusing me, Andy—am I supposed to be scared of her? Or impressed?” “Be very afraid!” Andy shouted. “I know that you’ve faced many a scary criminal in your career, but she’s different. The Beast was also gunning for this position, Evan. She’ll be your worst enemy if you take the job!” He gave one final attempt to dissuade his brother.

Everything about that bus screamed 'money'. 'What a sumptuous bus this is. I wonder how its interior is?' He couldn't help but admire the fine grand bus which was colored in red. After all, this was his old habit. To appreciate the beauty no matter if it belonged to a person or even a thing. Suddenly, the glass of one of the windows of the other bus slid open, and someone emerged out of it. "Aye! Yooo!! If it isn't the poor and miserable Ghost Busters team!? Eh!?" A guy with black hair tied in a ponytail with a patchy beard came into everyone's view as they heard his mocking voice.

Marcus roared, lunging toward me. But I didn't move. I couldn't. I was staring at the laptop screen as a message popped up, overriding Ethan’s code. [SUBJECT 01: EMOTIONAL SPIKE DETECTED. CORE TEMPERATURE RISING. PREPARE FOR EXTRACTION.] “They’re coming for the battery,” I said, with my voice calm. Marcus grabbed me, throwing me over his shoulder as the door was kicked off its hinges. Another squad of hunters poured in, but these weren't Kris Heather’s usual grunts. They were wearing heavy lead-lined suits—tech-knights designed to handle a "Dormant Bomb."

No, this was about losing something that he thought he owned. Drake growled, and Samantha turned her head sharply in his direction. "All right, My Beast, don't start breathing fire. Cool heads need to prevail here." "Your Beast, huh?" Drake smirked. "Yeah. You're name is Drake. That's a dragon, you sounded like your were about to roar, you were definitely growling, I think if you get mad enough, you might just breathe fire. So, My Beast." Vulcan watched this by-play with a great deal of humor. The woman shouldn't know his friend that well. But, it seemed that she did, indeed know him, and know him well.

Xavier said and pressed the dart in my hand. I breathed deeply and looked down at the shining metal surface. It was clearly a G and M and an R. My heart stopped beating as I eyed the last letter. It was a C. "GMRC." I mumbled, my eyes finding Devon's as I tried to read his face. He had gone utterly still, eyes a swirl of silver-gray, his nostrils flared. "The human realm." Xavier said and cursed as he threw the dart into the glass box, making Liberty jerk where she was standing behind him.