Transformers: Prime Ironhide Novels & Stories

"He's changed hasn't he. I hadn't noticed it until the other night when you left. He lost control but not in the way that you think. You did something unexpected beyond his gaze and it infuriated him." "What are you talking about? Just tell me already," I raised my voice slightly, feeling frustrated and agitated. I just wanted somebody to say the words that I had been in denial about since the moment his knee connected with my father's skull. "Prime has awakened," he said the three dreaded words. "How do you know that," I asked slowly, watching the swirls of the mark on my arm. It vaguely resembled the at symbol but had more swirls that formed more letters. There was an 'a' and what looked l

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.

59:59. "He's going to do it," the Child-Arthur whispered, his velvet coat turning grey under the shadow of the weapon above. "The Architect Prime doesn't see people. He sees Overhead. And right now, the Noise-Sector is a debt he intends to write off." The refugees in the warehouse were no longer shouting; they were paralyzed by the sight of the sky turning into a weapon. Meilin stood on the ruins of the engine block, her Sovereign-Iron staff glowing with a frantic, jagged violet light.

I could only stare at the figure standing on the observation deck. He didn't wear a silver mask. He wore a sharp, charcoal-gray suit that looked exactly like the one Ryan had worn in New York, but his skin was a translucent map of silver mercury. The Second Prime. The architect of the "River Pact" ten years ago. “You’re looking at the arm, Phoenix,” the Second Prime spoke. His voice was a flawless, terrifying baritone—a chorus of a thousand Kings speaking through one stolen throat. “You think it’s a tax. A curse for being the Mother.”

Huge holographic billboards projected the face of a man I didn't recognize—a man with silver-grey hair and eyes as sharp and predatory as a falcon’s. ​"That’s him," Silas whispered, his voice crackling with static over the internal comms of our transport. "The Iron King. To the world, he is Julian Vane, the great philanthropist who rebuilt the power grid after the 'Great Outage.' To us, he is the gatekeeper of the apocalypse, the man holding the keys to the world's survival."

“You are stronger than it knows.” The figure stepped closer, and Eva could sense the intelligence behind the shadows, a cunning presence that was calculating every possible angle of attack. Its movements were smooth, deliberate, and utterly alien, as though it existed on a plane just beyond human comprehension. The air thickened, charged with a power that made her skin prickle and her hair stand on end. She felt the bond with Damon flare, pulsing with urgency, warning her of the danger in every measured step the figure took toward them. And then it spoke, its voice a resonant whisper that seemed to penetrate her mind directly, twisting her thoughts. You cannot hide. You cannot resist. The fl

If Justin talked, he only got respect from the wolves but Alex was a hybrid, half vampire, half Wolf and therefore, everybody had to listen to him, even those that didn’t want to and that was exactly why it had to be him “You don’t have to be worried, I would be there with you” Beth said as though she had read his mind

And what made him so angry? [“Someone named Brett who might be a werewolf.”] Adler whispered, only enough for him to hear. Adler thought that Harold did not hear anything. However, given that Harold has sharp senses since he is a beast, he heard it loud and clear. ‘He suspected the Alpha Brett as werewolf,’ he thought. In a second, Harold’s golden eyes flickered bright and Adler did not see it. On the other side, Dwight also heard what Adler whispered just a moment ago. The new bugs the he bought from the black market is a high quality and that’s why he heard Adler’s whisper.

I was led into the Prince large study once again with Agnes closely behind. Prince was standing in front of five male guards all dressed in their official regalia. I couldn’t hear what he was speaking to them but he stopped and turned to face me once he noticed my presence in the room. His beautiful grey eyes held mine I was left feeling light headed as I continued to walk towards him before he reached out a hand and take mine. “Iris,” Prince said simply before turning to the five male I now recognized to be humans. Humans were built but not as large as the werewolves. They are slightly smaller and their features less aggressive as compared to their shape shifters superiors.

Rylin's POV Amy and I walked into her Rouge house. The place was fascinating, pictures of rouges down every hall, pictures of the Alphas and pack names on certain halls. They still identified with their packs even the ones who had been tossed. Then they're was the one hall that stood out the most 'Hidden' is what it said. We turned down that hall and it was pictures of rouge Alpha and Betas starting back from centuries all the way until it led to Davina and Amy's pictures. This place was beautiful, a story on every corner. Something they all can be proud of. If only it was so easy for others. She made this a home for them.