Transformers Rescue Bot Bumblebee Mga Nobela at Kwento

The sentinel's visor gleamed red and sent a laser beam his way, the light caught him unawares, hitting him in the chest and sent him spiralling out of the air onto the second sentinel's waiting arms who in turn slammed him against the chamber floor with a bone wreaking sound. Obiora was stunned yet he strained to get out from the robot's ironclasp grip as it introduce his face repeatedly to the floor but he barely bulged, that was when he realised that he was in trouble. These aren't just ordinary hunks of metals, they were the advanced A.I driven combat bots Shetimma warned them about, in his short existence, he had yet to meet something as strong as he was and now he was been held like an

The bidding ended and a bot was wheeled out, murmurs and gasps sounding to the crowd. "This here is our revolution. This will put a stop to the menace called vampires. We will take back our city." The crowd cheered, quieting as the man continued, " The bot 54 is able to understand voice commands and perform human tasks, like wielding a gun and basic combats. Though limited for the moment, possession of the bots is like having your soldier to do your bidding and with it we can prove to them that we're not lackeys. We will take this city right from under their nose." The crowd hooted and cheered and I gaped at Vanir, who was eerily calm, in horror.

It was as if his most secret desires had materialized to haunt him. He let it ring three times. Each *brrr* felt like a drum beating in his chest. He needed to pull himself together. He needed to put on the armor of the protector, the family friend. Finally, with a hand remarkably steady considering the internal turmoil, he swiped to answer and brought the phone to his ear. "Hello?" His voice came out hoarser and deeper than normal, laden with all the emotions he was trying to suppress. "Hector." Her voice was a balm and a flame. Firm, but with an underlying softness that made him clench his fists. "I... just wanted to thank you again. For yesterday. And for today, indirectly."

I asked regaining my balance. "My name is Rotimi Williams but call me Rotimi Zeus" he replied with a grin. I smiled inwardly, what a funny name, "zeus". Now where is that Vicoliz that was meant to save me Is? So if this young chap didn't come to save me I would have just died like that "How did you know I was in trouble?" I asked him. "Well I work with Spark and you are my first rescue mission" "Wow you know spark?"

I was worried that my program didn't work, that my love and affection will turn into a kill and terminate making the bot self destroy. The bot reached me and took me into a big bear hug, I could feel his warmness against me, I could feel his hands caressing my back before he talked, this is the first time I hear his sound. "We're finally moving in together Roman" the bot says in a sweet voice, it was still a very deep one. "Yeah we are" I say enjoying the touch of the warm human like bot. His deep voice was doing wonders me and my body was reacting to it.

"Look closely, bro! It's Transformers! It's Optimus Prime! "What's with the lack of reaction? Are you even a man?" "But my girlfriend is still waiting …" "They can't compare to Optimus Prime!"

They saw Benson and the silver woman in the chair. "Protect her!" Benson roared. He did not think about the ship in the sky. He did not think about the million people sleeping in the pods. He only thought about the girl who used to laugh at his jokes home in Nigeria. He swung the pipe smashing the head of the first spider robot. Sparks. Stung his face but he did not stop. He kicked the one back his boots sliding on the metal floor. Dr. Aris grabbed a heavy fire extinguisher. Threw it hitting the third robot and knocking it over.

"She was driving a blue car. She waited in front of my shop for a while - texting someone, I think. She seemed kind of out of herself, by the way." Out of herself - That's exactly how I would describe the Rachel I saw at the hospital last night. "Mrs. Carter, could you please call the tip line and give them this information? It will really help the search" "Of course, I'd do that immediately." I know I told Mrs. Carter to call the tip line but immediately I walk out of the shop. I punch the numbers in and dial it myself.

Helpless, he could only watch as I smashed the bot to pieces, muttering over and over, "System, I won’t change, I won’t change it…" Then, under the gaze of thousands, the shattered robot’s pieces began to move and reassemble themselves into perfect form, as if nothing had happened.

An alert was immediately sent by one of their flying bots about a potential that was about to die. “Who is he??” Paces of footsteps were heard hurrying about, with keyboard typing in fast paces researching about the twin. That instant, five robots of artificial intelligence were sent through a portal to save him. “Do you wish to live?” The robot let out. He stretched his arms towards them immediately, “yes... please save me. I’ll do anything to pay back.” The pentagon team lifted him on a stretcher teleporting him back to their realm. The minute he was brought in front of the Lords, they ordered a treatment.