Transformers Prime Decepticon Novels & Stories

The enforcers froze, their movements faltering. "What… what is that?" Lia stammered, pointing at the vat. Riska's device shrieked. "The energy signature… it’s Core Prime! They're not just pursuing us. They're trying to… absorb our creation! They’re trying to weaponize it themselves!" The liquid in the vat began to glow with an unnatural, phosphorescent light, mirroring the corrupted glow of the reservoir. The potent aroma of their mixture was being distorted, twisted, corrupted by Core Prime's overwhelming influence.

In the Estate Gardens, about Four Years Later... The most feared creature in all of the Western Seaboard, the Alpha Prime of the Shadow Sovereigns, the King of Wolves, was now currently pinned to the grass, defeated. "Surrender now!" a high pitched voice squeaked. "Never, I do not surrender. " Alex growled playfully, though he made no effort to move his massive arms, which were currently being held down by two forty pound terrors. "Attack!" the second voice commanded.

It only made them want to be around the Prime the more. Heartbroken—I'm totally calling her that now—had tears running down her cheeks freely by now. Half of me couldn't believe her. The Prime Empire used girls for a living. They found it fun. Like a sport. They loved drama and stirring it. She must have been very blind to have fallen for their twisted shenanigans.

Vance whispered, his voice shaking as he stood near the core transformer console. His synthetic jaw-ports weren't flickering with their usual steady amber anymore; they were completely dead, dark holes in his skin that looked like old bullet wounds. He didn't have his data-slate, but he didn't need it. Ten feet away, the heavy ceramic cooling tubes lining the master panel—the ones we had just slaved to the frozen constructs of the Zinc Vanguard—suddenly stopped weeping their green grease. The internal copper coils didn't spark; they simply went cold, the gentle violet hum of our open-source distribution grid dying instantly into a terrifying, hollow silence.

"Look closely, bro! It's Transformers! It's Optimus Prime! "What's with the lack of reaction? Are you even a man?" "But my girlfriend is still waiting …" "They can't compare to Optimus Prime!"

“Monroe buried the primary access behind multiple biometric failsafes—linked to him and you.” Aurora’s gaze flicked between Damien and Prime. “So either you override the system…” “Or he does,” Damien finished grimly. The pod hissed again, the fluid beginning to drain. Prime’s form rose, unbothered by gravity, landing barefoot on the steel platform. Naked, expressionless, and terrifyingly calm. Prime stepped forward, movements fluid but mechanical, like a man who hadn’t yet remembered how to be human. Damien stepped between him and the others.

She marveled at his strength and resilience. Right then, she sent a silent prayer to the Gods the vampires never believed. Her mother taught her otherwise. "Gaia, the mother of all life, give me the strength to face this. You bonded us for a reason. Please don't let this man break my heart." Her transformation moved at a snail's pace. Her temperature spiked a little then. With a sigh, she hoped he'll be there to hold her during the final transformation. The worst nightmare of the royal Vampires.

And I saw that he was scared to see me. "Peter..." he said in trembling voice. "Get out of the car and talk to me Mike!" I shout at him. And my father's men also get down from their car. "No Peter, I'm sorry!" He said to me and maneuver his car and bolt to escape from me. "Get him!" I shout to my father's men as I get inside my car and we drove off to follow Mike.