Transformers: Prime Miko Novels & Stories

Both were over six feet tall, but Mika Michael had natural blond hair and blue eyes, and Drac Mitchel had extremely light blond hair that was almost white and bright green and blue eyes. “Hey Matthews!” Mika hollered as Drac and him started down the row where the empty seats were. “Mr. Michael and Mr. Mitchel, find your seats so we can begin.” Our Principal, Mr. Wagnar said into the mic that was on the podium, where he stood. “Yes sir!” Mika said as he saluted him and almost fell over on Carry O’Brian and Stacy Nelson. “You should let a girl know when you’re falling for her, Mika.” Stacy said as she fluffed her hair dramatically, joking with him.

It’s then that we see two headlights heading our way. The car comes to stop about 15 feet from us and out come two human police detectives. One them I know. Scott Buckingham, a good-looking guy (well, good-looking as far as humans go) with deep brown eyes and light brown hair that always looks like he has bed head. Add to that his slightly crooked smile that shows off his perfectly arranged, white teeth and he has the kind of easy, all-American boy good looks that you’d expect to find in a movie about a high school football team. Except he’s no longer a high school student, instead he’s actually my age. The other guy, shorter and stockier than Scott but cute in his own way with reddish-brown

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.

Elen screeched at Mike, she was so focused on her rage that she didn’t notice when a white tail plopped upwards from her flair shirt or the ears on her hair that was floating (her hair was floating). Her eyes turned purple and before she knew what was happening Mike was sent flying! But Mike wasn’t ranked top in powers for a joke, he activated his powers instantly and somersaulted before landing on the ground with his hand on his floor. He hissed, looking at the sudden cuts that appeared all over his body his eyes widened and then he looked up at Elen. Claws, ears, tails, green sclera with purple eyes, Elen had half-transformed! That was impossible except for a Pure!

Everyone burst into heaps if cheers. "Long live the Rouge queen! ” "long live the Rouge queen!” The pack members cheered on. their cheers riled me and in that moment it felt as though I was the most powerful person present. that I, Noella, who was seen as worthless and useless, could suddenly do anything and everything. I felt trusted, needed, wanted and loved. This was where I belonged. “Now my fellow-subjects, from tomorrow the rules shall change and we will change. You are dismissed. ” I said bluntly.

Is it too ridiculous? … The night sky was black, layers of purple clouds covered the whole sky. The north wind hissed every once in a while, the sound from afar echoed like the cry of the devil's tears transmitted from the eighteen floors of hell. “Dad… Don’t leave me… Daddy!” Mixed with the wind is the hopeless scream of a woman, each call to Father mourning to the heart. Scarlet sat down next to the rubble, Mr. Harris's body was brought up by the rescue team, his body was black, mixed with flesh and blood, and could no longer distinguish the human form. Is a human life coming to an end here?

They subsequently transformed into their human selves. Primo grinned as he said, "Long time no see, Colt." Colt remarked icily, "You are so confident to leave your base behind with those inadequate allies you have. Primo said, making Colt stunned, "I don't care less; I simply came here to take Lilith Saaverde." ….

A new voice, deeper, colder than any we’d heard before, came up the stairwell. “Primary Alpha target detected. Termination protocol authorized.” Then it stepped into view. One single enhanced wolf. But this one was different. It was taller, looked heavier, and carried a lot of scars on its body like it had survived a hundred battles. But I was pretty sure that those scars were just design protocol. No way this thing had been fighting for that long. Its golden eyes burned almost white. It looked straight at me and smiled with too many teeth. “Hello, Kade. I am Unit Prime. And I was created to kill you.”

"Because this is the black ledger. Every transaction. Every test subject. Every death." Xavier's eyes hardened. "We need to get this out." They snapped photos. Copied drives. Mirabel inserted a memory stick into the desk terminal. A new file appeared. > Echo Prime. Bella's breath caught. "That's not the archive. That's... something else." Xavier clicked the file. A voice played through the dusty intercom. > "If you're hearing this, it means I failed to contain it. Echo Prime is self-aware. It's rewriting the archive. It doesn't need permission anymore."

The warriors paint was beautiful to look at; turning Mace into an expressionless work of art. Echo smeared a circle on the back of each hand, then held the remaining clump of mixture to Mace, whose eyes finally opened. The bowl was taken, then tipped it into Mace’s beak, who swallowed it with a grimace. “A beautiful Curse for a beautiful woman” Echo beamed, as Mace checked her hands “You look fantastic.” Mace bowed her head, then looked to me with pride. “I’m ready now” she spoke with confidence, puffing out her chest “I’ll follow you anywhere, Omen. Nadia has given me the strength I needed.”