Transformers Prime Ratchet Novels & Stories

He thumped his mug onto the bar table and gestured to the other five team members to mount up; they were needed at home. Ratchet pulled his bike into the parking lot two hours later and noticed straight away that something was wrong. The front door to the bar was open, and Ratchet could see broken furniture and bodies on the ground even at a distance. He grimly signaled for Max and Adam (Maddog and the stud) to go around to the back entrance while Scott and Reggie (Sandman and Rogue) split up to cover the blindsided. Eric (The smiling assassin) took the lead, and Ratchet fell in behind as they slowly approached the front door. It didn't even look like their home anymore.

Pyro warned through his teeth, and his friend instantly calmed, knowing when to listen to his advice. 2. Ratchet repressed a shudder as he continued down the street, filing the image of the strangers away in his head to inform the prez later. He was running late, and if there was one thing his friend hated, it was tardiness. He made it to Sal's pizza palace and slid into the booth to be greeted by unnerving purple eyes, "Late again, Ian?" Maeve chided, as she shoved the menu in his face.

"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!"

These specific construct were five rhinos that pushed the tanks back enough for Eric catch his breath. “Ying Yang, you good?,” I asked. “Yeah. But we’re gonna need more than a few constructs to keep these creeps bac. Just long enough for the others to get the hybrids out. “Leave it to me,” Rick Primal said. Rick arched his back and summoned the spirit of a elephant, bear and cheetah. He then extended his talons lunging at each of the tanks before slashing them into scrap. As each tank fell from their rouge, Vanity against all stormed out and opened fire.

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.”

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“Trust her, Jake. Trust Priscilla.” Priscilla felt a surge of warmth in her chest, a familiar presence. It was as if her babies were reaching out to her, their tiny souls crying for help. She pushed past the pain, channeling every bit of her energy into them. The room filled with a blinding white light, and the marks on the twins began to fade, the dark energy dissipating like smoke. With a final, guttural scream, Priscilla collapsed, her body limp. Jake was at her side in an instant, pulling her into his arms. “Prisca! Stay with me!”

But I didn't run. I squeezed through the collapsed entrance, my skin burning from residual silver in the air. The interior was chaos—walls crumbling, fires burning, and everywhere that silver light pulsing. And standing in the center, surrounded by broken bodies and shattered restraints, was something I barely recognized. Racheal had transformed, but not into any wolf I'd ever seen. This was from legends. The Ghost Wolf. An actual embodiment of primal werewolf power in its purest, most terrifying form. Her eyes met mine across the destruction, and I saw no recognition in them. Only rage, power, and the promise of violence.

My cock hardens instantly and I pin us against the tree. "I messed up, I know. You're right to call me out as a hypocrite. I want you to let go of your hatred for my gender, but I wouldn't even defend you." I shut my eyes as I continue. "You're right, I may be the Prime Alpha, but even I am held back by societal norms. It's kind of a bridge I find hard to burn. I wish I could be as defiant as you are, unwilling and uncaring about what anyone says. But there's just so much that I must hold together."