Transformers: Prime Breakdown And Knockout Novels & Stories

"That is naive. Power requires hierarchy. Requires structure. Requires some wolves to lead and others to follow. What you teach undermines that fundamental truth." "What I teach is what you are afraid of. Wolves who can think for themselves. Who do not need Primes to tell them what to do." The room went very cold. "You continue to misunderstand your position," another Prime said. This one was male, younger, with scars that suggested extensive combat experience. "You are powerful, yes. Perhaps the most powerful Prime born in centuries. But you are still one individual. And there are twelve of us. If we decide Convergence needs to be dismantled, you cannot stop us."

Tristan went limp instantly, his head bouncing off the blue ice, blood pooling beneath his dark hair. In less than sixty seconds, two of our strongest fighters were down. Dominic and I stood alone against the nine-foot giant. The First Prime turned toward us, breathing heavily, dark blood dripping from the back of his left knee onto the snow. He tossed Tristan's broken blade aside, his glowing yellow visor staring down at us with a cold, terrifying amusement.

"That's how you build a real bond." Between my recovery and round-the-clock feedings, my body was completely hollowed out. The baby cried nonstop, and my hair came out in clumps. For an entire month, I teetered on the edge of a breakdown. Fiona even sent taunting messages. [Tessa, so what if you married Jasper? The one he really loves has always been me.] She had attached a video of the two of them tangled together. The video was filled with his heavy breathing and her soft moans. The sounds were unmistakable.

Instead, she reached up and slapped me, her small hand connecting with my cheek with a surprising amount of force. "How dare you!" she shouted, her voice trembling with righteous anger. "You think your arrogance gives you the right to disregard the needs of others? Move your car, now!!" My pack members, who had been waiting nearby, looked on in shock as the human woman stood up to me, the infamous Broken Alpha. I clenched my fists, torn between the urge to lash out and the grudging respect I felt for her courage. "Fine!," I growled, my voice low and dangerous.

A show meant to keep me blind, to keep me tied to her side while she dismantled everything my father built? I gripped the edge of my desk so hard the veins in my hand stood out. “She betrayed me,” I whispered, the words tasting of ash. “My own mother.” The phone buzzed. I snatched it up, my voice sharp. “What is it?” “It’s about the subsidiary contracts, sir,” the voice on the other end shook. “They’re being rerouted through shell companies. When we tracked them back… we found links to Jonathan Blake. He’s making his move. And whoever’s helping him knows this company inside out.”

His body began to crack and break apart, dark energy leaking from every fissure. "This isn't over," he gasped. "Others will come. Others who seek what your daughter represents." "Then we'll face them too," Dante said, standing beside Aria. "Together." Vane's body crumbled to ash, blown away by a wind that seemed to come from nowhere. With his death, the remaining Bloodborn suddenly collapsed, their corrupted life force tied to their creator. The clearing fell silent except for heavy breathing and the sounds of wounded warriors. Then Luna laughed. A pure, delighted baby laugh that echoed across the battlefield.

I swear I heard him mumble shit. He lunged for me and I turned my waist into titanium. My close disintegrated against the magma but my skin was safe. I decided to turn my whole body into titanium and pushed him off me. I kicked him right on the chest, knocking him back again. I could hear the air leave him. He was starting to get mad, which only made his attacks even easier to read. He was desperate, having more than likely never lost a fight before. I needed to hurry this along as we had so many more people to spar with. I ran to him and punched him right in the gut. The wind knocked out of him in an instant. He bent down and I hit him right on the back, he fell to the ground.

"An asset chained in a Triple-A reinforced containment chassis simply vanished over a logging bridge? In my territory?" "The internal diagnostics show an unprecedented biometric surge, Alpha Prime," Vard stammered, holding up a data pad with trembling fingers. "The electronic locks defaulted to manual override due to a localized power failure in the old grid. The prisoner... he must have smuggled a manual shim from the Sector Four sub-levels. He jammed the bypass and sheared the floor links through brute force during the four-minute telemetry blackout."

"Infact, we are much more powerful and stronger than you. If we decide to end you right now, we would win and nobody would even care about you!" My phone rung and I knew that time was up "Well I tried to do this the easy way, but I guess you want the hard way instead. The Gamma and his warriors soon walked through the door and it was as if each warrior knew and had a specific target. They apprehended the specified teens so fast that even I was shocked at their efficiency. The rest of the remaining teens remained glued to their seats They could now see the severity of the situation. They all looked at the ground guilt written all over their faces.

A few seconds went by that felt like eternity and Barret began to count down. "Three." I gulped. My hands were shaking. "Two." The blood drained from my face. I struggled to catch my breath. "One," Adam finished. I recognized his voice as I heard it behind us. Barret barely had time to scream before Adam got ahold of him. Hearing a sickening crack and feeling Barret's arms go limp, I hurled myself away from him onto the floor, the dagger clattering against the ground as well. I turned around to see Barret sink to his knees and fall to the ground. Adam stood over him holding Barret's spine in his hand as Barret fell on his face, dead.