Transformers: Prime Unicron Megatron Novels & Stories

“Mommy, there are never enough robots! The Autobots need more troops!” I let out a long breath. “Your room is already full of robots. You don't even play with all of them.” Max shook his head hard, his messy hair moving with his movements. “That's because I need a bigger Optimus Prime! And Megatron! They have to fight!” I gave him a flat look. “I thought you already had Optimus and Megatron.” “But this is the NEW VERSION, Mommy!” he protested, emphasizing the word ‘new’ dramatically. “The cooler one! The one that talks and moves on its own!”

Adam explained, "we all work as a team. I can't rule the whole world by myself." Cain was quiet for a few moments. "I will when I become Alpha," he said firmly. Adam laughed. "I'm sure you will," he said. "Now, go get ready for bed." I opened the door to the office as Cain ran past me to his bedroom. "Does he not worry you?" I asked Adam. Adam shook his head. "Does he worry you?" he asked. I nodded. "How many other four-year-old’s do you know that talk about world domination?"

“Monroe buried the primary access behind multiple biometric failsafes—linked to him and you.” Aurora’s gaze flicked between Damien and Prime. “So either you override the system…” “Or he does,” Damien finished grimly. The pod hissed again, the fluid beginning to drain. Prime’s form rose, unbothered by gravity, landing barefoot on the steel platform. Naked, expressionless, and terrifyingly calm. Prime stepped forward, movements fluid but mechanical, like a man who hadn’t yet remembered how to be human. Damien stepped between him and the others.

[ANOMALY IDENTIFIED: THE MOTHER] [STATUS: TERMINAL PETRIFICATION 94%] [VERDICT: EXHAUSTED CONDUCTOR] The Prime’s voice wasn't a sound; it was a tectonic roar that bypassed my ears and vibrated directly in my stone ribs. He ignored me. He looked at Leo—the "System Correction" he had planted in the bloodline five centuries ago. [REMAINDER. RETURN. REBOOT.] Leo went rigid. His small fists opened, his gold static flaring until the room turned white. He didn't look at the Prime with hate; he looked at him with a terrifying, clinical devotion.

"Ang bata ang tanging may kakayahang mag-overload sa Neural Net nang hindi namamatay ang mga taong naka-link dito." ​"Pero may problema," singit ni Mara. "Ang Prime ay protektado ng 'The Archangels'—tatlong dambuhalang mechs na binuo ni Gaia gamit ang data ng iyong Wolf Armor, Xander. Alam nila ang bawat galaw mo bago mo pa ito gawin." ​ANG PAGHAHANDA NG WOLF

It was a Behemoth-Class Siege Platform. It wasn't bipedal. It moved on massive, segmented tank treads, each one the size of a city bus. The main chassis was a heavily sloped pyramid of impenetrable dark-grey depleted uranium armor. Mounted on the top of the pyramid was a devastating twin-linked railgun battery, capable of punching through reinforced bunkers. But worst of all, the entire machine was surrounded by a crackling, visible dome of solid blue energy. An Aegis-Network localized deflector shield.

“Who was she? That other… me.” He set the glasses down on a sleek chrome table with a soft click. “Prime is the original operational model. The first fully stable iteration of the Demi Protocol. She’s… efficient. Unemotional. A perfect weapon.” He finally looked at me, and the raw emotion in his eyes was a physical blow. “But she wasn’t you.” “Because I’m the faulty copy?” The words tasted like ash. “The one who got infected with a ghost?”

Their leader was more machine than flesh, with neural interfaces visible beneath transparent skin. "Earth-Machina acknowledges Earth-Prime and Earth-Arcanum," the figure announced in a voice that was clearly artificial but somehow still warm. "I am Coordinator Prime-7. Our reality survived the Void through technological transcendence. We uploaded our consciousnesses into quantum computers, becoming digital beings that the Void could not erase." "You're AI?" I asked carefully.

A power came upon Luna from the shining moon, she raised her relic higher and immediately transformer into a big white wolf. “Yes, the transformation has happened. The moon has chosen, finally.” The Black wolf rushed towards the white wolf but a spark pulled it back. A shadow came over him and he appeared back in his human form. “This is not over, Luna. I will come back for the Nexus. I cannot give all these up” Malachai shouted from the ground. The light from the relic still on his hands died. The Alpha Prime stood erect, picked the relic and handed it over to Selene. “Now, we have a balance. The Peace have returned to the Land and the 5 Packs should guide the Nexus like before fore a Unite

The contingent was made up of various Macroprimate champions alongside the usual motley of Zang elders and acolytes. Having eaten fruits from the Tree of Transfiguration, these Macroprimates might have assumed human forms, but their minds nevertheless remained bestial and feral. Their bloodshot eyes flared with rage and their more-than-two-meter-tall physique was as sturdy as rock that one might argue they looked more like golems instead. Out of the five champions of the Macroprimate race, one of them was a Ninth-grade Beast Lord who came specially to deal with Bi Keyun. The rest were all Eighth-grade Beast Lords.