Transformers Prime Wheeljack Novels & Stories

“No, little one. Jada and Silas have the monster defeated. I just cleaned up.” I've got Silas. The arrogant architect actually laughed and looked like he had just solved the greatest mystery of his life. We ran to the main valve. It was a massive hand wheel, solid-osted by Decades of non-use. Silas and I wouldn't have moved it to two but Kael grabbed the wheel with both hands. His muscles swollen, the claws dug into the steel. With an ear-powdering knirschen dissolved

Warmonger Chassis Type 13 [A] - Primal Machinations “Planetcracker” Omniresonant Greathammer [S] - Primal Machinations “Primdahl” Round Shield [A] - Mechanica Dharma “Retribution” Mass Driver Pistol [A] — Each of them were installed with the hyperionization submodules that Raijin had put together, which helped protect their armor and shields from Imperial disintegrators. And so they easily raised their shields in front of them, and happily shrugged off any incoming fire from the ships they charged towards.

“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.

Laughed Jack as he walked over and grabbed a couple of handguns “I prefer to shoot” Warren and I both walked over to the wheel, since Jessie did not like getting dizzy, we would make sure that this time it went as fast as it could. I nodded and I pushed the wheel while he pulled. We stepped away and Jack started to shoot, Jessies screams got louder and lounder after each shot. Finally, after the final shot he fell silent. We all stood back and waited for the wheel to stop spinning on its own. Once it did, I stared in shock, Jack had made a mess of him. He had shots all over his body with the final shit landing right between his eyes. “Put him back in the boot, we can burn him when we burn th

Then wheelchair wheels squeaked against hardwood. Annie appeared at the top of the stairs, Jack pushing her chair onto the elevator platform. She looked about eight, with Samuel’s dark hair and sharp features, but where his eyes were cold, hers were fiery. “You must be Layla,” she said as they descended. “I’m Annie.” I smiled. “It’s nice to meet you.” “Are you a wolf like Daddy?” She leaned forward eagerly. “Can I see?” “Annie,” Jack warned. “Remember what we discussed about asking strangers to shift.”

Then, he hurriedly channeled his body’s strength to nullify the Death Power in his body. Both James and Quinn sustained wounds after their prolonged fight. As soon as Quinn broke free, the Elemental Wheel whirled toward him. The Elemental Wheel spun rapidly and struck his back, cleaving his body in half. James had successfully destroyed Quinn’s body. Unfortunately, it was not Quinn’s main body. Seven more of his clones stood in the distance. The seven bodies positioned themselves in various ways, forming a strange formation. James grunted in frustration and continued using the Elemental Wheel to take out the clones.

Many of those present took the initiative to greet the old man as he emerged from the crowd. Ezer was his name. He was a top powerhouse for the Liberated. Years ago, he was a Transformation, and his power had progressed to the intermediate stage of Transformation. Back when the Jackals didn’t have a Demigod, the Transformation warriors were the top combat power on both sides, thus maintaining the balance. Unfortunately, the balance had been broken now that a Demigod appeared within the Jackals’ ranks. The previous top-tier combat power of Transformation had become insufficient to deal with the current situation.