Transformers Prime Blitzwing Novels & Stories

There was no way to refuse him, so I climbed onto his back. "I'll tell you which way to go." "No need. I already know where you live." That startled me. I opened my mouth to ask how, but before I could, he spoke again, "We're here." "What? Already?" I blinked in shock. His speed was unbelievable. "You're faster than a plane!" Blazewing lifted his chin proudly. "Please. A plane's nothing. I'm a phoenix." For the first time, I really looked at him. He had such a pure, innocent face, like a boy still figuring out the world. He was totally different from Snowviper, whose dark eyes always brimmed with malice.

Boom! Boom! Two loud noises came. Following the screaming and crying of the people in the carriage, the roof was once again broken. Two Golden Icebreaker Cranes shrieked and poked their heads in. With just a simple swing, the sharp crane's bill easily cut off the arm of a warrior who tried to fight them. "The Phoenix Wing's Starry Night Slash!" Maya shouted as she slashed at the crane with her longsword. Clank! The Golden Icebreaker Crane let out a miserable wail. Its bill was cut in half and flew out. The remaining Golden Icebreaker Crane was pierced through the head by Caspian's spear. It flopped twice and was immediately brought away by the blizzard.

Her determination, an unyielding flame, urges her to gently coax the door ajar, fully cognizant that in this pivotal moment, that the course of her life stands poised on the precipice of irrevocable evolution. Upon stepping out of the car, Blaze's movements blur as he vanishes into the depths of the woodland, his sprint a spectacle of lightning-like swiftness. He peels away his clothing, and undergoes a remarkable transformation, his form expanding and elongating into that of a massive, obsidian-furred wolf, its impressive stature reaching an astonishing 10 feet (3.05 meters) when measured from the ground to the highest point of its shoulders.

She nodded, “He let me fight and found that I would be more valuable on the battlefield than in the safe room with the elderly and children.” I laughed, “Isaac has been training with me since we were kids. He knows I can fight well, but I can’t in human form anymore. I can still use my abilities to fight from my wheelchair. Blaine can too. But he can fight in wolf form. He has the ability to shift from human to wolf then back again and never shred his clothes. Our warriors are jealous.” Alpha Doug chuckled, “I am too.”

I sat up slowly, leaning against Elara. I looked at Torin. The massive, glowing Vanguard general stood beside the Sovereign, looking out over the city. They weren't just saved. They were fundamentally upgraded. Without the heavy, crushing pull of the earth's magma holding their biology down, the wolves had tapped into the pure, unadulterated speed and grace of the void. "We didn't just fix the math," I rasped, a tired, disbelieving smile crossing my face. "We gave them wings."

—a floating monolith of archived history—and swung himself into a landing on a platform made of Compressed-Silence. Above them, the aperture of the bridge hummed with a cold, sterile light. Standing at the edge was the Alpha-Prime 2.0. Her silver hair shimmered like a dying star, and her eyes—that chilling, calculated violet—looked down at them not with hatred, but with a terrifying Indifference.

She noticed Damon in the car which was coming towards her. Her car suddenly lost the interest and she quickly turned the steering, taking the sharp turn. Damon's car was about to collide with her but he also took the shape turn just like her and their cars rounded each other like fishes of Pisces. Damon cursed when their cars stopped and her jerked out of the door. "Fuck!" He noticed the gypsy which was following her. "Bastards!" He opened his window and continuously shot the engine of the gypsy which caught fire making gypsy flew out of the road with the blast.

one of the witch warriors shouted. A massive ball of fire came hurling toward us. Instinct screamed in me, but before I could react, a giant wolf slammed into me, knocking me to the ground. I hit the ground hard, but recognized the wolf immediately—Storm. Regaining my footing, I saw Liv and Aksel split the inferno into smaller fireballs, redirecting them back at the attackers. Blaze shifted back to human form, his skin steaming with power. With a wave of my hand, I conjured clothes around him.

My vocal chords were still too weak to get any words or noise out, and so I laid against his bed and cried my silent tears. I tried to detach. I tried to take myself somewhere else like I had done so often while working at Blue Hade's but I couldn't. I was stuck here in this moment with Drake. Alaric had changed me. He had shown me something so much better than this. He had taught me I was worthy of love and respect. He had helped find my true worth, and there was no going back. Paul slapped my ass hard and I gritted my teeth, preparing for what I knew was coming.

He said rubbing her shoulders. "Noah!" She croaked and hiccuped as she cried with all her heart. "He doesn't d-deserve that!" She stuttered and wiped her tears holding his only bracelet that fell. "I know Mia, he doesn't deserve that." BLAZE VIEW. Blaze was in his human form, fighting off the rogue warrior in one second, he ripped their head off with anger and his eyes glaring at nowhere. There was he, his only objective was to kill the rogue alpha without any mercy.