Novel & Cerita Transformers Prime Insecticons

It had a long neck connected to two spiny bodies with appendages of different proportions, all of which bore sharp spikes and ended in talons. Vincent spoke an inaudible sound which seems to be its name. “Incapacitate them,” he ordered it. “AS YOU DESIRE” answered the creature with a voice coming from deep underground. Long appendages suddenly burst out, pinning the 4 assailants to the walls. Octavius, quick on his feet, was able to dodge the spiked arms, he even ripped one of them off. “Good, but not enough!” hissed the youngest Morell, making a meal out of the severed appendage.

He pulled Cora behind him, tucking her under his wing as he glared at the wolves growling ferociously at them. One of the wolves shifted, his eyes landing murderously on Cora before he shifted his attention to Zanicus. He had a crown tattoo on his chest and I locked my eyes on it. I remember this from my history class. The symbol royal guards of the first werewolf family wear on their chest is the same as his. I looked around and noticed all the other wolves who have shifted had the same tattoo on that spot. “Zanicus, what is the meaning of this?” the leader snarled.

Swiftly, Mane dashed forward, knowing that there was no way to take on that light head-on! *Boom* “Smart choice,” Professor Jackson acknowledged. “But it’s too late.” Several insects appeared around the professor as he spoke. This time, there weren’t just wasps but every other kind of insect as well. There were beetles with exoskeleton so hard that not even battle gods would confidently boast of being able to finish them off in one clean strike. There were swarms of bees and droves of ants and termites. There were dragonflies, grasshoppers, and even praying mantises. Every insect known to man was here, and each numbered in the hundreds!

I could even face HIM with the power of Ares at my disposal. "Stop right there," Derek ordered me. He shot out a plume of his ice blue flames and the caught me in an ever-shrinking circle. "Drop the transformation. It doesn't matter if you have back up, they'll still be outnumbered." "He's the Prime," I spat. "Your rightful master." Luke shrugged. "Did you forget that we were guardians to Primes? Do you really think that those wolves would accept protection from those lesser than them?"

0s upward. 2. The Saboteurs (Lucien, Rhea, Thorne & Cassius): They would infiltrate the tram maintenance tunnels, using a "Static-Leak" to jam the internal communications and prevent the Hive from calling for reinforcements from Silicon Valley. 3. The Strike Team (Xander, Evangeline, Emma, & Selene): Carrying the Acoustic Prism, they would use a "Negative Space" tunnel discovered by Selene’s detection spell to drop directly into the Command Core.

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.

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.

"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!"

Kade’s POV The facility shook again, harder this time. Red emergency lights strobed across the hallway like blood pulsing through veins. Unit Prime’s grip on my throat loosened for a split second as it tilted its head, listening to something only it could hear. “Forsaken protocol, unauthorized.” I drove my knee into its gut and shoved it back. “Sounds like your masters are eating each other. How does that feel, you lab-grown freak?” Prime smiled, black blood dripping from its mouth. “It feels efficient. One problem takes the other one away.”

When he sits up, panting with the effort of his shift, I gasp, and I’m not the only one. Iniko looks nothing like the small man he was in his first life. Now, he looks large and muscular, someone who could rival Ancalagon in size and strength. I watch as Iniko closes his eyes and takes a deep breath of air, then he looks right at me. “Mate!” I turn and look behind me, certain he’s looking at someone else. Everyone behind me is staring at me. Holy shit! Iniko just called me his mate.