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“Never.” Liora’s voice cut through the pain. “Kade! The self-destruct sequence! There’s a manual override!” Before I could reach for it, Prime spun me around and pinned me against the glass of a gestation tank. A half-formed enhanced wolf floated inside, inches from my face. “Watch,” Prime whispered. “This is what you will become.” Then the entire facility shook like something was about to pull it off its foundations. And it wasn't coming from us but from something outside.

Jessi's P.O.V. I look at the unbelievable sight in front of me and then at Wyatt. We both start laughing as we make our way into the room. Trevor and Rmina look at us with confusion as they follow us inside. "Why are you laughing?" Trevor asks. "Don't you get it? Do you see what this is?" I spin around. There are rogues, or at least they're supposed to look like rogues, in multiple stages of being constructed. Adrian apparently has been making rogue robots, which makes a lot of sense now with the trackers and how the other two burnt themselves. It's kind of scary how lifelike some of them seem. I see several that look like members of Dark Moon.

Since Tenin said that the magical tower only appeared by fate, then it was about time for him to see if Earth shared this fate to make it through this tragedy. Wilbur was rather confident as he had been killing the Satan Robots steadily in the past month and had knocked down the robot army's bravado quite a bit. Thus, he was pretty sure that Johnson and the others would not chase him for too long. Just then, the unthinkable happened as Johnson roared, "Listen up, Satan Robots! Transform into your second state and attack at full force!" Johnson's words caught Wilbur by surprise like a bolt of lightning, causing him to fly forward with all his might while looking back every now and then. Under

Aris, the scientist who’d made Maya’s family suffer for years. “The Librarian dreamed too small,” Aris said, his words echoing off the crystal. “She wanted a shield. The Board wants a sword.” He lifted a silver remote. All around, the blue statues began to crack. Pieces of that icy shell dropped off, and black, liquid metal oozed out from inside. “They’re not people anymore, Maya,” Aris laughed. “They’re the new models. Optimized, improved. No hearts. Just objectives.” The statues shattered. Soldiers stepped out—black steel bodies, gold eyes burning. They moved faster and hit harder than anything Maya had seen.

"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!"

They wore the same kind of clothes, jewelry, and makeup, walked with the same determined strides, and spoke in the same clipped syntax. A clone might have offered a more elegant solution, but would almost certainly object to the role of professional decoy. No, the robot made more sense, and would provide a much needed alibi should anything go wrong. Treason can be dangerous, after all - and is best practiced from the shadows.

Not Pearl. I blinked at him, unsure if I’d heard it wrong. But no his lips had formed the name I used when I was disguised. Yet… I wasn’t in disguise now. I was dressed plainly, as a girl. My hair wasn’t hidden. My figure wasn’t bound. Why… why would he call me Perin now?

However, once they escaped out of the abandoned shack, multiple policemen, led by Sergeant Logan, aimed their guns at Judith and gang, ready to shoot on command. Judith was utterly shocked; but what shocked her more was the robot standing front and center of the police force. With a push of a button, the robot deactivated and revealed... Esther. "What??? But how??? I buried you in my control centre!! You are an illusion!! You should be dead!!" exclaimed a bewildered Judith as Sergeant Logan and his force detained Judith and her guards in handcuffs.

"Now... let me show you what I can do." [The Oni Unit] Suddenly, the red emergency lights began to flash. [ ALERT: PRISONER ESCAPE. SECTOR Z. ] [ DEPLOYING ONI SQUAD. ] The blast doors at the end of the corridor hissed open. Five figures stepped out. They looked like samurai from a nightmare. Black carbon-fiber armor. Full-face masks with glowing red visors. High-frequency katanas that hummed with energy. And then... they vanished. Active Camouflage. They became shimmering distortions in the air.

She says and I pick my weapons and give one look at my grandma and she nods her head. “Oh, and the earpiece in your ear is so we can communicate with you if for any reason you lose that phone. Press and hold the implant behind your ear, then your disguise will appear. Everything about you, what you wear and carry, will be concealed. You could be in full combat gear armed to the teeth, but on the outside you will be in disguise and no one will be none the wiser. Happy hunting baby.” She says and I nod once and leave as I make my way to the garage. I walk past the women as they get to work, leaving the headquarters to scout ahead. I lift my head, feeling something inside of me rising to the ch