Transformers Prime Blackarachnia Novels & Stories

He could see a silhouette of a young man, walking towards him. Amari has rested assuredly. They had won the second stage. The guy with raven black hair, dirtied face, and black blood covered in his clothes and face. He wiped it off and put back his sword from his waist. "Amari, I'm sorry." He said worriedly and offered his hand to his comrade. Amari almost cried in relief accepting, his hand. "We did it." Amari looked at the Whole Arena. The dead SCHIZOPHREN was laying in the ground with its tentacles splatted all over the place. Alkhun has defeated the monster. They started to see the people outside. Looking at them in awe.

A power came upon Luna from the shining moon, she raised her relic higher and immediately transformer into a big white wolf. “Yes, the transformation has happened. The moon has chosen, finally.” The Black wolf rushed towards the white wolf but a spark pulled it back. A shadow came over him and he appeared back in his human form. “This is not over, Luna. I will come back for the Nexus. I cannot give all these up” Malachai shouted from the ground. The light from the relic still on his hands died. The Alpha Prime stood erect, picked the relic and handed it over to Selene. “Now, we have a balance. The Peace have returned to the Land and the 5 Packs should guide the Nexus like before fore a Unite

It was the physical hunger of five centuries, manifested in a limb of vitrified bone. Ga-chi. Ga-chi. The tectonic grinding in my neck spiked. The petrification had settled into my jaw, but now it was vibrating in resonance with the claw. Every time the Third Prime’s fingers tightened around my obsidian forearm, a jolt of raw, biological electricity shot up my spine, trying to rewrite my DNA into a menu. "You think the Second Prime was the predator, Phoenix," a voice boomed—not from a throat, but from the very floor beneath me. It was a sound like stones grinding against teeth. "He was just the accountant. I am the appetite."

He looks like he’s trying to breathe through his mouth and not his nose, leaving me to assume he finds the scent off-putting, too. Tasha nods. “It’s not exactly the same, but it’s similar enough that whatever they’re from are definitely the same species if not the same…things.” She says “things” in a tone that projects both disgust and bewilderment. “Alpha!” I hear Channing call as he approaches with Blake and Serafina. It takes just a moment before I realize he’s carrying a human over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “Who do you have there, Channing?” I ask, feeling my mouth go dry and the sensation of my stomach dropping, fearing the answer.

"Nothing to worry about." "Ok..." Aria breathed in relief then gasped in disbelief as Prime Johansson suddenly burst into flames that raged out getting bigger and bigger then gutted out to reveal a might red dragon, that stretched its wings and beat the air, lifting off with great effort into the sky and letting out a mighty roar. "Bloody hell!" Kahlia exclaimed. "It never gets any less amazing to witness." Abram said, folding his arms with a proud smile. Next was Prime Evans who transformed with a tornado of inky blackness to reveal a huge black dragon that pierced the night with its sub-sonic screech as it lifted into the air and joined the fire dragon in its hovering.

The pressure was far from what they expected and they could bear to stand it for long as they let their powers flow to break the restrain on them. "Hello everyone, i am Bryan Robinson. Well you may call me the 'Primordial Alpha'. The moment he said the last word, temptation struck them and they were about to dive towards him but he interrupted with his his voice. "Hmm... It's seems the VIP aren't here yet right? Well let's cut to the chase we can still start the party without them" His voice deepen and his face expression changed serious. "So shall we?" After his last word the transfomation stared. His eyes glowed through the darkness, it was as if it was bathed with blood. His previous smil

"Subject 01-A. Identified as: **High-Value Bio-Mass**. Synthesis of Red Blood detected. Recovery of the 'Prime Frequency' is mandatory." [Image: A girl with violet-glowing eyes standing against a massive, brass-and-bone spider-machine under a sky of gears] "Stay back!" Jax shifted into his full wolf form, but he was smaller than even the smallest of the Null's joints. He lunged at one of the brass legs, his sapphire claws sparking against the ancient metal, but the Null didn't even flinch. It simply emitted a pulse of green steam that sent Jax flying backward, his fur scorched and his energy drained.

The sneaky attack made by the vampire lord was broken by Naomi's fast reaction. “Shooting star.” She mentioned the name of her attack. “It wasn’t just black energy. It’s a black plasma that only the true heir was crowned with. A fake like you could never have it.” Her dry tone was meant for the vampire lord even though she was looking at the assistant. “Hiss~” But the assistant could only hiss helplessly. “And you…” She pressed her palm harder. “Goodbye.” the black liquid with a hideous smell dug into the assistant’s skin like an acid.

The drone, now directly overhead, emitted a high-pitched whine, a triumphant song of impending assimilation. Bima fought through the haze, forcing his gaze downward, past the shimmering Nectar, towards the terrifying depths where the 'serpent's root' lay hidden. He knew, with chilling certainty, that this direct assault was Core Prime's desperate attempt to prevent them from reaching that ancient entity.

He clutched at the wound, blood pouring between his fingers, his eyes wide with shock and disbelief. "NO!" Luna Morgan screamed. "KILL HIM! GUARDS, KILL HIM NOW!" The remaining guards charged as one. At least fifty wolves, all of them willing to die for their Luna's command. I reached deep inside myself, touching the ancient power that lived in my bloodline. The armor of the Alpha rulers passed down through generations, waiting for a moment of true need. Black scales erupted from my skin, covering my body in overlapping plates of impenetrable armor. My bones cracked and reformed, growing larger, stronger. My wolf surged forward, not a partial shift but a complete transformation into somethin