Transformers Prime Skylynx Novels & Stories

Chandler nodded. "I suppose." The doctor came back into the room, a grim expression plastered on his face. "Is everything alright?" I asked him, suddenly worried. "Unfortunately, no," He said. "We're not going to be able to transfuse your blood." "Why? Is something wrong with it?" He shook his head. "Quite the opposite, really. It's much too potent for Mr. Chandler." "Too potent?" Vega asked. "What does that mean?" "You come from a very strong lineage of Lycanthropes, Your Highness," he said to me.

“No fuck ups.” “Don't worry we’ve done this in the past, the only difference is I’m sure they don’t have guns and we’re not getting in a battle tonight.” “I wouldn't say that, we don’t know this Lycan, I’ve never seen him before so we’re going to have to be careful when we do approach him. Make sure you have your specialized handcuffs ready, if he shifts you’re dead.” “Yeah, yeah I know. I have a damn scar from the last ones we went up against.” Tony said looking out the window.

Every instinct screams at me to turn back to the safety of the bridge. The canopies of the remaining pods suddenly open, exposing my companions still in hibernation, utterly unaware of the impending danger. The monitors have either malfunctioned, or this is a safety device. I force myself not to panic as my breathing becomes labored from the lack of oxygen. I have almost reached Beth. She stares up at me, and I can see relief in her eyes. There is no time to consider the consequences. I rip out her tubes and remove the restraints. Globular clusters of blood and fluid float upward to the widening fracture and disappear. Beth stretches out a hand, “Skye, help me,” she whispers.

"What she said, Troy. Screw you and your army." Troy nods to himself. "Very well then, prepare to die." Troy gets into a defensive stance along with his men and so does Nox and our men. I see most lycans transform into their beastly form and I ordered the men under my control to transform too except Tyler. I enter his mind and plant a thought to which he instantly reacts. "Nightshade!" Troy calls. "Moonrise! Attack!" And then the battle began. ****************************************************** Since my powers were still heightened, I heard Tyler order all his men to stand down via mindlink.

The Alpha was panting, his face twisted with rage as he glared at the Lycan. Ogar tore his shirt, growling as he tried to attack the Lycan, but the creature was much stronger, grabbing him by the paw and tossing him up a tree. “This isn’t over,” he snarled, before turning and disappearing into the trees. Kimberly sat frozen, her body shaking. She looked up, her eyes meeting those of the Lycan as he transformed, shifting back into the form of a man. His dark hair was matted with blood, his eyes fierce as he stepped toward her.

Little Osiris is huddled in his mother's arms, trying to hide his little face from the angry mob threatening to kill them. "I tell you what," the Alpha finally smirks. "I will give you a head start." Skye doesn't need to be told twice. She takes off, running toward the forest. As she runs, her body morphs and shifts. I try to keep up with her, but she is too fast. The last I see is a golden lycan running away from the mob. Osiris's little face is peering over her shoulder, watching his home fade into the distance.

We should move. Emily just nods her head. Suddenly, they disappeared from the royal house. Emily was riding with Leia, running out of the forest. Suddenly, they stopped. Dillon transformed into a human; he listened to the surroundings. "Why did we stop, Beta?" Emily asks. "Rouges and hunters are still roaming around; we need to change routes." Talk to the alpha, and tell him the situation. " In just a moment, Emily focused on contacting the alpha. She calls him "Drake."

His sacrifice had to count. "The decoy worked," I announced to Zena, my voice betraying no emotion. "The enemy is neutralized at the Coast. They believe the threat is over. It’s time, Alpha." Zena nodded curtly, her gaze fixed on the distance. She respected Drax's final act, if not me. The Sky-Claw elemental lists began their chant, and the air around us turned electric. Huge bolts of lightning crackled down into the Nexus point a pure, massive surge of Air and Electric energy aimed deep into the earth.

A figure crawls from the fissure-a humanoid in a shattered exoskeleton, their skin crackling with static. **"Help,"** they rasp. **"Please."** Jax raises his drone limb. "Architect!" "Wait." I kneel, recognizing the voice from the structure's transmissions. "Who are you?" The figure removes their helmet. Their face is human, but their eyes are voids of starlight. **"Designation: Lyra. I... I tried to stop them. The Ascension. They called me flawed."** Ravel snorts. "Flawed how?"

Wilmot POV That little shit. Neriah dragged Jemisha, Regina, and me through the mud in front of the camera. I can’t get a hold of the producer to ask him not to include that footage. I’m going there first thing on Monday and demanding to speak with him. Jemisha shifted, and she has a weak brown wolf. She is not an Alpha, so that she wouldn’t have a strong wolf. She takes after her mother. Regina’s wolf isn’t strong either.