Transformers Prime Ravage Novels & Stories

It had reaffirmed the power of a well-coordinated pack, bound not just by instincts, but by purpose and camaraderie. As the dust settled and the echoes of battle faded into the night, it was clear that the rogues had been outmatched. Their aggressive onslaught had crumbled beneath the weight of our coordinated defense, revealing the gaping chasm between their primal instincts and our well-practiced tactics. The clearing was strewn with fallen bodies, evidence of the cost of their ill-conceived attack.

For six years, i sat behind closed doors, hidden in the darkness, observing, plotting, and preparing myself to exert vengeance on those who took everything away from me. For six years, I watched them have a happy life when they destroyed mine. According to my name 'Ares' which meant 'God of war', I was willing to go to the end of the earth to bring war, and destruction upon those who took my life away from me. Coming to Phoenix-Crest High was part of a perfectly curated plan that was made from the very beginning. Where else would be a perfect place to begin to exert my revenge if not from the place that the most gruesome betrayal happened.

He let out a bone chilling growl that silenced the battlefield for a heartbeat before the fight raged on. My breath caught as I saw the three Alphas shift as well. Together, they stormed the enemies like a tempest; fangs ripping, claws slashing, leaving destruction in their wake. I shivered as Damon lunged, driving his claws into a man’s chest with savage precision. Blood sprayed, and the man crumpled. The three alphas were less brutal; neck snapping, biting down hard on throats, flinging bodies as though they weighed nothing. The enemies were reducing in numbers, as they fell one after the other. The palace ground looked like a graveyard.

"Hold them off!" Xander didn't shift, but he let the Alpha-Prime energy pool in his fists, hitting the drones with raw kinetic force. They weren't just stealing data; they were taking back the stolen dignity of their kind. As the drive turned green, the team vanished into the night, leaving the ATG Tower humming with the sound of a billion lost credits. While the Quads fought in the glass canyons of Chicago, Evangeline stood in a much older cathedral.

"It'll freeze the AI's growth, not kill it. We might save Sera." Then, a scream. A unit had broken through. Leon took a blade through the gut. "No!" Bella ran to him, but it was too late. He pressed the command key into her palm. "Finish it... for all of us." His eyes dimmed. --- Sera's voice flickered through the comms. "You have to activate it now. Echo Prime is rewriting network nodes. It's starting the memory purge." Bella turned to Xavier. "If I hit this-Sera might die."

"They're just going to drop their command ship on the city and overwrite the entire grid at once." I pulled the jack from my neck, gasping for air as the connection severed. The Neon Rain outside began to slow, the Origin-Code reserves rapidly depleting. "If that ship touches the ground, Coldwater is formatted," I said, leaning heavily against the desk. "We don't have a Void-Drive to shoot at it this time." Dax looked out at the courtyard. He looked at the massive, severed upper half of the Prime Forge we had destroyed, and then at the colossal, dead chassis of the Avatar of Sol lying in the mud.

It was a massacre. Hades tore through the tactical gear the mercenaries were putting on like it was merely a wet paper. He moved with a liquid, terrifying grace. A swipe of a paw sent a grown man flying into a stone pillar. A snap of his jaws ended the fight for another. The remaining wolves of his pack, now freed from the frequency as Alex destroyed the other sound rods, joined the fray, quite eager to put an end to this shit show. Chaos reigned. Zara backed away, pressing herself against a pillar, and watching the whole fight unfold, even the butler, Alfred had long forgotten Zara and had now also go join in the fight, tearing through the attackers with great strength of a Beta wolf.

At the same moment, the 1130 CIWS on the roof let out another furious howl. Gareth turned to look back. The last formation protecting him, the Red Wolf Rig, shattered instantly under that terrifying storm of metal. Vehicles that tried to block the way, Level 4 or Level 5, were shredded to pieces without exception. Even the ones that tried to scatter and flee were blown apart one by one by upgraded RPGs fired from inside the motorhome. "It's over... it's all over..." Raven slumped in her seat, staring at the hellish scene with hollow eyes. Before she could react, an upgraded RPG rocket trailing fire struck her Level 5 vehicle dead center.

For the first time since I'd built this surveillance system, it wasn't enough. No amount of technology could undo what she'd already seen. My eyes drifted to the paused recording on the center monitor. Drisana stood frozen in front of her computer. She had no idea. She thought she'd uncovered corporate fraud. She hadn't. She'd opened the door to a war she'd never survive. I leaned back slowly. "You're so damn stubborn." It was almost a whisper. "You couldn't leave it alone." I closed the final terminal. The system confirmed every digital trace inside Veda Beauty had been erased.

She passed it over without any hesitation and knew what I was going to do without even asking. As we rounded the corner and came to the barrier that would normally stop people, I simply rolled down my window as the Solider started to speak. "Stop!" He shouted. "You're not—" with two quick taps of my weapon, his body fell hard to the ground, and I barreled the Range Rover through the barricade breaking it down in one swift movement as I sped further into the base, and to the exact hanger where I had secretly kept the beginning phases to my Phase I, hidden from the world.