Novel & Cerita Transformers Prime Decepticon

Resting his head on the top of my own, we waited until Tenny seemed to find what he was looking for. "Ah, yes." He pointed to a page that was decorated in gold and silver - actual flakes of the elements if I wasn't mistaken. "This figure is the Prime." The figure was neither male or female by external markers. Haloed in colors from concentric circles of palest to darkest, the Prime stood on what looked to be a bed of snakes. Each snake was eating the tail of the snake closest to it. Each snake was a slightly different color as well. Dozens of lines ran from Prime to the snakes. From Prime's hands, body, face, feet. Everywhere. Prime looked vaguely like a voodoo doll.

"INITIATING TOTAL REALITY REBOOT. AUTHORIZATION: PRIME. ERASURE OF SECTOR 0-9-9-H INEVITABLE." They didn't feel fear or anger. They only saw a glitch that needed to be formatted. The Prime Architects raised their hands, preparing to execute the command that would simultaneously delete the Earth, the Prometheus, and every soul within them from the multiverse’s source code. "System Command: OVERRIDE," a voice echoed from everywhere and nowhere, layered with the terrifying harmonic resonance of the First Weaver. The central console of the Prime Architects violently short-circuited. The silver and azure geometric forms glitched, turning a corrupted, sickly black.

the Dean guy stated. "I'm not your Alpha!" I firmly and furiously stated. "Landon is. I don't know what is with this madness," I roared. They didn't even flinch. Rather, their glowing eyes intensified. It was so strange and I wasn't going to deal with that. "Change, let's get out of here," Landon whispered. Nodding, we both half-transformed and sprinted off. Once we got to the car, Landon yelled at Cross to drive us out. Wasting no time, he read that there was trouble as he saw us being chased after. Jumping into the car, we sped off.

The goal of dying in peace rather than being cursed to follow evil biddings for the rest of their existence. They were the last of the Primes, an ancient blood of werewolves made to be a puppet of warring tribes. And Augustus vowed to protect his brothers no matter what. He had no time to waste now. He needed to think fast on how to break their curse and be human to find peace they had been seeking for what seemed an eternity now. Yet he knew it wouldn’t be easy. Nothing in their life was. Distraction would do him no good. Entering his room on the third floor, he pulled off his hoodie over his head, realizing something was in the front pocket. Reaching for it, he stared at an I.D., reading t

“On the top of everything, who the hell you think of yourself, my elder sister or mother, to decide whether the Luna ceremony will be conducted in the next five to six days or not? I’m already twenty-three, and I don’t need anyone’s permission to stay with my mate.” “I…” “I’m not finished yet.”, She growled at me, and immediately Leia crawled back into my mind because of fear when she felt an enormous power releasing from Eva. Whatever it was, it was too powerful, a powerful than any Alpha. I saw her turning into an electric blue color for a while, and then it returned its brown color. ‘What.. what was that, Leia?’ ‘Why should I tell you?’, She questioned back. Knowing that she would tell me

“I’ve always liked Pink.” He nodded, as if engraving the word into his bones. “I’ll remember that.” The cicadas had been loud outside the hall, their chorus stretching endlessly into the summer dusk. In that moment, I had mistaken promise for permanence. I had thought that was what eternity felt like. “Silvercrest is already in ruins,” Adrian said calmly beside me now, his voice pulling me back to the present. “Sending a pink diamond means he emptied what little he had left.” There was no jealousy in his tone. Only assessment.

The provisional council chamber beneath the rebuilt Apex tower had transformed into a theater of controlled terror. The long table, once a symbol of fragile democracy, now served as Prime’s stage for interrogation. Clone-Prime sat at its head, wearing Damian’s face with the cold precision of a mask carved from ice. His black suit was impeccable, open collar revealing the faint scar that mirrored the original, but the eyes held none of the fire that had defined Damian through every hell they had survived. They were empty. Calculating. Hungry for the destruction he had planned all along.

“Never.” Liora’s voice cut through the pain. “Kade! The self-destruct sequence! There’s a manual override!” Before I could reach for it, Prime spun me around and pinned me against the glass of a gestation tank. A half-formed enhanced wolf floated inside, inches from my face. “Watch,” Prime whispered. “This is what you will become.” Then the entire facility shook like something was about to pull it off its foundations. And it wasn't coming from us but from something outside.

a voice boomed. From the center of the room, a massive figure stepped out. It was ten feet tall, made of matte-black armor and white light. It had the shape of a man, but its face was a blank, silver screen. "I am the Sentinel Prime," the machine said. "I am the sum of all the failures. I am the wall that you cannot climb." The machine raised a hand, and a blade of pure energy ignited from its wrist. It didn't lunge. it teleported.

—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.