Transformers Prime Beast Hunters Predacons Rising Megatron Novels & Stories

I whispered. Adrian’s answer came quietly. “Not good.” The hunter pressed a button. The device beeped loudly. Then went silent. Nothing happened. For a moment. Then— A distant roar echoed through the mountains. Not a wolf. Something mechanical. The ground began to tremble. My stomach dropped. “What is that?” The hunter leader grinned. “You’ll see.” Kael shifted back into human form, his silver eyes scanning the dark forest. His expression hardened. “They brought vehicles.” Marcus growled.

His hands actually started shaking as he dropped his sniper rifle. "We shouldn't have killed him," he whispered. "His pulse was a cloaking device." A sound like a million grinding gears echoed from the blinding white sky, and massive, mechanical claws the size of mountains pierced straight through the clouds, hooking directly into the hull of our galleon. The First Alpha wasn't trying to conquer our universe. He was hiding in it. His heartbeat was the only frequency jamming the radar of the true Apex Predators of the Void. The ancient, celestial bio-weapons known as the Harvesters.