Transformers Prime Laserbeak Novels & Stories

Usually, her energy was a roar of fire; here, it was a dim, protective shimmer, struggling against the absolute zero of the wasteland. She saw him a mile out. He wasn't standing on a balcony this time. He was part of the landscape. The fragment had used its "Update" power to fuse with the ancient machinery of the vault. He stood ten feet tall, draped in a "cloak" of scavenged steel and frozen cables. He looked less like a man and more like a Primal God of the North. As she approached, the "Beast" turned. His eyes weren't gold or violet. They were a flat, terrifying glacial blue.

She lifted her arm and extended it, palm outward. Focusing her aim in a way that now came naturally to her, she fired a tight, two-inch wide yellow beam at the nearest carcass, striking the joint of one of the arms just below the giant pincer. Her beam cut easily through the cartilaginous material, and the pincer dropped to the ground. “Very cool,” Lights said approvingly. “Kind of like a laser—tight and concentrated. Blaze’s Power is more like a flamethrower—an extremely hot flamethrower.”

I rasped. “You think you can surprise me? Please.” Becca’s laugh was ice-cold as she faced Ethan squarely. “I’ve battled beasts like you for centuries. I’ve studied your kind. You Primordials think no one remembers where you come from, but I do." She stood tall like she was just getting started. Her eyes glowed faintly, pulsing with whatever dark power she’d pulled into the room. Ethan staggered, one hand gripping his head, the other reaching weakly toward me. “Harlyn”

I was sure I. Wait. My lips slowly parted as I leaned closer, my heart beating wildly in my chest. The second half of the portrait... it was me. Not Kian. Skylar. With the long hair, the double ear piercing. It was me. "You are awake." I turned sharply, my chest heaving. Alpha Eros was now leaning on the door, his hands tucked in his loose pants, the jacket he was wearing offering a glimpse of the necklace he was wearing, and the shirtlessness underneath.

Kazimir roared. He didn't just command; he acted. He grabbed Elara by the tactical vest and hauled her behind the thick casing of a cryo-chamber just as a Micro-Laser (a high-intensity, narrow beam of light capable of cutting through steel) sliced through the air, melting a line across the floor where they had been standing seconds before.

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.

He blew her an air kiss; she returned it with a wink. "What kind of firepower do they have?" Taryk asked after a moment or two. The man never stopped planning, strategizing. I'm just fucking glad he's on our team. We wouldn't stand a chance if he was part of IS. Lukas' face lost its open expression. "Mostly regular guns and ammo. However, they do have some prototypes of light beam tech." "Lasers?" Atlas asked. "I have no idea. It's just a rumor I've heard around the camp the last little while. I never got to see or touch one. I can't tell you anything other than that either."

It was staring back at us curiously through its ruby-red eyes. "It's the Prime Beast! Quick! Before anyone else sees it!" Zhou Li yelled and darted forward. But unbeknownst to him, the Prime Beasts, unlike all other Illusory Moon Beasts which are actual creatures of the Forest of the Illusory Moon, were magical lifeforms artificially created by the alchemists of the Daoist League of the Five Continents to add more content to this trial. The Prime Beast was hardly unnerved by the sight of a mob rushing at it. It bared its four fangs, snarling savagely and took a swipe at an incoming Zhou Li. Two blades of magic bolts released from its paws and charged at him.

When he finally catches himself, his eyes flash with the activation of his shifter abilities. “Thank you,” he says to Becca, and gently brings her to a standing position by holding her arms. “Now, we have to go after Christina. I only hope that we're not too late.” A faraway gong sounds, bringing them all to attention. All three of them share a worried glance. “What the fuck is that?” Melissa asks. Peter and Becca rush out of the cell as swiftly as they can, and together, they all turn towards the exit of the dungeons up ahead.

Blake said as he walked toward Tabitha and held her into his arms to calm her down. Susan witnessed all of this and didn’t say how she longed to be in her boss’s arms and be held tightly. When Tabitha finally calmed down, Blake left her alone to ponder her wealth and continued his daily duties. An hour passed, and his phone began to ring. His eyes narrowed as he looked at the familiar number but couldn’t place it. “Hello, Blake Elon speaking.” “Chief General War God, this is General Beker. Are you free tomorrow for us to discuss your return?”