Transformers Prime Optimus Novels & Stories

Theo was late. For his own gathering, something that he organised and he was late! Everyone was here except for Cassandra and Marcus, they were here for a brief moment to drop off Jameson, but they said they had their own arrangements they had to attend to. I sat with Azani on my lap and Jameson as we conversed about what people their age talk about. Here I was with my two favourite boys, talking about Transformers. "I think sissy is Optimus Prime," Azani said as he played with his toy figure.

“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.

"What?" "The Architects... they don't waste good material," Victor said, his eyes darting to the monitors showing the global Harvest. "When the station collapsed, the Heart didn't let him burn. It Recollected him. Jun was the first human to survive a full mutation without losing his cognitive functions. He’s... he’s a 'Prime' now." "Where is he?" Kazimir demanded, his voice cracking.

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?"

"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

sequences of the seven spirits he had absorbed in Lagos. He didn't pull on the chains. He rewrote their atomic structure. The high-grade titanium shackles turned into brittle salt in a heartbeat. He stood up, the black liquid dripping from his skin, his eyes twin voids of absolute darkness. "You're... impossible," Caspian-Prime stammered, backing away toward the command console. "Update 00 was a stable build. You’re... you’re a corruption. You’re a system error!" "I'm not an error," Caspian-00 said, his voice echoing from every speaker in the room simultaneously. "I'm the Patch."

Optim referred to Amayah who laid his head on Dustin's shoulder not knowing what was said or going on around him. “Yes”. “I see, he got his trident”. Optim felt contempt at the same time disappointed, one way or the other he was going to get Daniel to join them, he had great potential that were untapped. He was a true royal, the kind they were looking for to save them from the war brewing in the future.

She couldn't believe she was captivated by Optimus Prime like that. Fahira walked awkwardly like a robot until a loud voice snapped her back to reality. "Fahira, come on! Snap out of it!" Mira yelled, who apparently was still waiting at her cubicle. "What's wrong with you guys? You're so annoying! You said Optimus Prime hadn't arrived yet? Well, he's in there!" Fahira retorted, annoyed. Silence followed. Mira and Susi exchanged puzzled looks, not understanding Fahira's words.

[ANOMALY IDENTIFIED: THE MOTHER] [STATUS: TERMINAL PETRIFICATION 94%] [VERDICT: EXHAUSTED CONDUCTOR] The Prime’s voice wasn't a sound; it was a tectonic roar that bypassed my ears and vibrated directly in my stone ribs. He ignored me. He looked at Leo—the "System Correction" he had planted in the bloodline five centuries ago. [REMAINDER. RETURN. REBOOT.] Leo went rigid. His small fists opened, his gold static flaring until the room turned white. He didn't look at the Prime with hate; he looked at him with a terrifying, clinical devotion.

In the center of the map, a large blue circle pulsed slowly, marking the source of the threat, beneath the earth's core. "This is bigger than we thought," Riska whispered, her face pale. "The Core Prime network is already active globally." Bima stared at the red dots burning away memories and destroying nutrition. This was no longer a war against mere zombies, this was a war against an emotionless intelligence that wanted to wipe happiness from the face of the earth. "We have to figure out how to stop it," Lia said, gripping Bima’s hand, her eyes full of determination. "Nothing can stop the evolution of optimization," Core Prime hissed. "Your systems will be paralyzed. Your instant noodles w