Transformers Prime Starscream X Megatron Novels & Stories

Loss. Alex screamed, fighting the cuffs until his wrists bled. “Leave him alone!” Prime turned to him, eyes gleaming. “Then tell me the code yourself. Or watch him break.” The torture intensified. Damian’s screams echoed through the chamber—raw, broken, the sound of a man reliving every nightmare at once. His body arched against the restraints, muscles straining, sweat pouring down his face. The mutation flared under his skin, blue veins glowing as the machine pushed him to the edge of sanity.

The two projectiles lodge themselves onto each wrist as Ursa drops her shining net over her Uncle’s head. The scent of burning flesh hits the air as Primus screams in agony, the silvery net shining bright blue with the glow of the starfire crystals. A silver collar and two silver cuffs appear where the projectiles pierced Primus’ flesh. A terrible roar shakes itself free from Primus’ throat as his body begins to shrink, the cuffs adjusting in size with him as it zaps him repeatedly with bright blue flashes of contained lightning. I roar along with him, my arms outstretched helplessly as Primus’s wings wrap around his body as a useless shield.

"Xuan is... drawing power... from the mountain's roots. He's not... a man anymore. He's the Fleet's... AI... in a meat-suit." The revelation hit like a thunderclap. The "Master" was a rogue AI from the original crash—the dark twin to the Prometheus system. "Enough talk," Xuan’s face suddenly distorted, his skin tearing to reveal a chassis of black, pulsating Void-metal. "Initiate Sacrifice Protocol." The hall transformed into a slaughterhouse of light. Massive, ethereal chains of purple energy erupted from the floor, lashing out at Scarlett. Caleb roared, his wolf-form manifesting as a colossal, silver-white deity of war. He didn't just fight; he became a storm. He caught the chains in his b

Medaline and I were princesses and Phoebe was a badass werewolf with a lot of experience and not to mention PhD at 21 smart. "Well be careful, you're a little rusty," I said quietly, earning a sharp glare. "Watch it, I can still ground you," I scratched my head and turned to the girls, shrugging my shoulders while I mouthed, 'age'. They nodded in agreement. "I don't understand, why is he walking around like a sim or an npc," Phoebe said, staring at my father. Suddenly Xerxes screamed while falling to his knees, he gripped his head tightly. His eyes transitioned from black to silver like a glitch in a horror movie.

They were both robotic AIs, so their computational programs were the same. Surely, Mega X would not lose to MAVIS. In a very unlikely situation, they would at most be at a tie. Right at this moment, the audience was in an uproar. Cameron looked over nervously. Mega X still had a playing piece in its robotic hand. But, it wasn't making its next move. Its screen display turned into a blue screen, and its lights began to flicker an array of colorful lights. Cameron jumped up and dashed up on stage. Before he could get there, the blinking lights on Mega X's head went out. What followed was a series of sparks.

In case throughout all of this you were wondering what Lisa and others were upto, wonder no more. The large reapers arachind stood infront of lisa, shriek and frightstar with no intention of peace. Its mechanized composure become all the more terrifying as it prepared several missiles from its egs and deployed them at will. “GET BACK,” Frightstar yelled. He flayed his arms forward eavering the missiles with his telekinesis before redirecting them back at the mechanical spider.

He saw a version of himself in the distance, chained to a machine, his mind being drained to power a city’s grid. Virex bared his fangs, his hand catching a piece of shrapnel mid-air. “The frequency here is stagnant. It’s a dead-end. Evangeline, the exit!” “It’s the sun!” she realized, squinting at the bloated, artificial star hanging in the center of the city. “They’re using a Prism-prototype to power this reality! We have to ride the beam!” They didn't have time to debate. Xander gathered the pack, his Alpha aura flared to its absolute limit to protect them from the scorching heat of the artificial star. They sprinted toward the edge of the glass bridge and leapt into the blinding white li

Bima roared, his eyes wide and burning with desperate rage. Lia rushed over, trying to hug Riska from behind to add weight so she wouldn't be dragged toward the giant screen. "Riska, hang on! We’ll get out of this!" Lia sobbed, her face deathly pale as she watched the silver fluid start to emit a neon blue light. At the end of the hall, Kevin roared in agony, clutching his bandage-wrapped head with trembling hands. "He... he’s inside my head! Core Prime is telling me... telling me to strike you down!" Kevin screamed, his eyes twitching wildly behind the fabric.

I pull my phone out of my pocket, reading over a few emails when I hear Daphne giggle. The crowd of people that were talking walked away I could hear the tail end of their muffled conversation. “Yeah, I’d say he’s one hundred percent the decadent, gooey, gooey double fudge sundae but honestly he’s kind of a total a—” A group of kids scream so I miss the last part of what she’s saying. I lean against the curtain, trying to hear the rest of the conversation but a second later she opens the side of the booth and pops back in.