Transformers: Prime Sideswipe Novels & Stories

Iris's face twisted in fury, and he lunged for me. "Sophie, you're meant to be mine!" He reached out to snatch me, but Damon stepped in, blocking him. "Alpha Iris, it's Thanksgiving, remember? Time and place, man. "You've been turned down. Sophie's with me." Damon's voice was a deep, unwavering growl. Iris, seething, shoved Damon aside. "You're nothing but a low-born werewolf from the sticks, and you dare talk back to me?" "And what if I do?"

She did not have time to scream as she tried her best to redirect the weapon. She forcibly lifted her pierced hand, which in turn forced the weapon to enter into the side of her face. Anderson and Xavier both fell to the ground with Anderson on top of Xavier. Seeing his attack fail, Anderson did not have time to think about anything else. He quickly pulled out the shiv in one hard yank, tearing a large chunk of Xavier’s face off. He brought down the shiv once more towards her throat but felt a hard grip on his wrist.

My silver Chevy Camaro Turbo 1LE! Silvie knew my car was my most prized possession. I got it quite recently cause it fit the new position I was about to have, and she wanted to borrow it? “Hell no, Syl.” “I'll just steal the keys when you're asleep then.” She declared with a smirk. She got me there. “Okay, fine. But you best return her in the mint condition she's in.” I warned as she laughed, gave me the bird and shut the door. I smiled as I made my way to the elevator.

Wolves scatter, howling as heat scorches fur and skin. “MOVE!” Ethan roars, slamming into me as the ground explodes where I’d been standing. We tumble hard, rolling through ash and shattered earth. My ears ring, vision swimming as I claw my way upright. Gravehowl meets the beam head-on. He doesn’t dodge. He devours it. The Prime opens his jaws impossibly wide, swallowing the light in a torrent of sparks and fury. Power crackles across his frame, ancient sigils blazing briefly along his ribs.

"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

—the raw, unrefined survival instinct of every Scrapper who had ever bled for a credit. "Aethel-Prime!" I roared, my leaden arms glowing with a dull, radioactive heat. "You want the 'Yield'? You’re going to have to dig for it!" I didn't use the Spire’s power. I used the Weight. I threw myself at her, my leaden fist slamming into her "Void-Silk" armor. The impact didn't create a shockwave of light; it created a shockwave of Mass. The Prime’s eyes widened as her divine frequency failed to deflect the raw, physical gravity of my strike. She flew back, her dragon let out a metallic shriek, and for the first time, the Auditor bled.

Win has a split second to react, and he does so, almost without thinking. The beta comes barreling towards Win, clearly intending to bowl over him. Win lets the collision happen, taking it head-on, and moves with the momentum. He puts his hands on the colliding broad shoulders and turns sideways as the beta crashes into him. His move takes both of them to the ground in a heap. Win ends up on top of the growling, snarling wolf trapped underneath him.

Caitlyn whispered, her voice hoarse, “He’s not trying to destroy the world. He’s trying to rewrite it.” Raymond’s grip tightened, and for a long moment, neither of them spoke. The reality of the situation settled in, thick with the understanding that they were now standing at the edge of something far greater than themselves. The Prime Wolf wasn’t just an enemy—they had always known that. But now, he wasn’t just a force of destruction. He was a force of reconstruction, shaping the world as he saw fit. And Caitlyn? She was the key. The earth trembled once more, deep and insistent, the very ground beneath them rumbling in response to something stirring below.

The silver Prime didn't just break; its data was physically consumed, its power absorbed by Caleb, making the Sovereign runes on his fur burn with blinding, multiversal fire. The azure and black Primes, seeing the total annihilation of their counterpart, calculated a final, desperate move. "INITIATING SELF-DESTRUCT PROTOCOL. TOTAL DELETION OF THE NEXUS IN 10... 9..." Caleb turned his massive head, molten gold eyes narrowing. He was ready to try and punch the explosion itself. "Don't worry, King of the North," Scarlett said, a wild, brilliant smile breaking through her focused composure. "I'm just going to hit 'Undo'."

Taylor turned to face Sampson and his men and said, “Now that she’s gone, let’s dance.” With Bonnie out of harm’s way, Taylor swung his trident at each of the intruders then plunged straight at Sampson. The mutated officer elongated his massive claws to counteract Taylor’s attack, but Taylor used Barracuda to hold off Sampson’s charge and propelled him hard into the wall. Two officers charged in to strike Taylor down then he created a force field that repelled them.