Transformers: Rescue Bots Academy Characters Novels & Stories

But one thing caught my eye – a countdown timer, ticking away with ominous slowness. 3...2...1... A voice spoke to us, calm and gentle. "I can help you," it said. I turned to see an hologram, an AI designed to assist humans. But there was something different about her, something that made me trust her. Her eyes seemed kind, her smile warm and genuine. "Who are you?" Ethan asked, his eyes narrowing. "I'm Ada," she replied. "Together, we can stop Erebus and save your parents." I felt a spark of hope ignite within me. Could this AI be the key to our salvation?

Hey dear readers, Here is the cast. Read it carefully.. Characters: Main: Mack, Ron, Jerry (School friends) Others: Dina, Daniel – Mack’s parents Jenifer, Mickle, Deisy – Ron’s parents and sister Belley, Zen, Braden – Deisy’s classmates Lusie – Jerry’s Mother Dr. Sheen – Scientist Dr. Jackson – Head Scientist Sunney – Lady Scientist Jordan – Driver of powerplant Isaac – Senior inspector John – Junior inspector Woman –

She stopped and looked at Kingston’s closely “Who are you?” She asked “Botis” He replied “Bo,,what?” “Botis” “A demon?” Alice asked “Your mate” Botis corrected and Alice nodded “I see,,but can you give me back Kingston?” Alice asked “Why? You don’t want me?” “Of course I do,,but right now I need to teach that dude some lessons okay?” Alice smiled and touched his hair “Can you do that again?” Botis asked Alice touched his hair again and immediately his eyes came back to normal

This was the first time a boy had ever approached her and talked to her without being afraid of her, so she didn't hesitate to give a shake hand, 'My name is Allison', replied the girl with a very coarse voice and a beautiful smile. Ben smiled again, not minding the coarse voice. A small bell rang, and it was time for breakfast. A group of server bots rushed out of a door and every server bot went to a table. Server bots were humanoid bots, all with the same appearance of a handsome man with a server attire. 'May I know what you want for breakfast?', asked the bot politely, seeing Ben and Allison were the only people in its table.

He looked at Caleb and asked, "What is your name? What is your model?" Caleb answered accurately, "Caleb Clemon. Educational Robot." "Who is your user?" "User settings. My mother is Hilda Adams. My father is Nathan Clemon." Connie pulled his brows together. Your first master is a woman? "What is your mission?" "Protect Mom." Connie thought, I'll take him apart again and make some changes, then restart him and test him again. He disassembled him once more, put on safety glasses, and welded in a new part inside of Caleb.

"Those papers belong to Toni, the one who looked after you the night I went to the Citadel. He is your official bodyguard." At his words, I throw his hands away from my face and step back in shocked. I look at the floor and try to catch my breath. No. No. This is not possible! Concerned, Eren quickly comes to me and takes my hand in his. "You need to trust me Hayat." He pleads, caressing my palm with his thumb. "Let me finish please."

The walked through the deserted unwanted city, once belonging to rouges that were now abandoned and out to the border. Their guards stood around, in a circle surrounding something or someone. He walked closer only to see a battered and bruised girl held up by the guards. She was... Human. "What are you doing here? Who are you and what do you want." Tyler questioned as the girl shrunk. She looked up at him and Tyler froze in his spot. "I'm Emma," she said in a soft tone and right then the words no one thought Tyler would ever utter in his lifetime. "Mate"

He had two hands which were stretchable and had an appearance like that of tentacles. He had the serial number W1LL but Rosa did not really feel like calling a cute and sweet robot guide with a serial number so she simply called him 'Will'. Sofia loved the name and even she started calling him that. Will flashed a big shy smiley face at the small blue screen at his belly which showed he was happy with the name. Some robots in this time are taught to express some simple emotions and can have varying degress of independent thinking and intelligence.

Opening his backpack, Anderson pulled out a big, box-like contraction with a material Hanson quickly recognised to be the QED. “This is your robot?” he asked, with an arched brow. Anderson was expecting that, so he smiled and dropped the contraption on the floor. “Surprise, surprise,” said he, pressing the button at its centre with a deep press by his thumb. Before anyone could scream “Jack Robinson!”, the box made a quick transformation into a human-sized robot; Enboe-21. “This. . .” said Elizabeth with a shaky finger. Without wasting any time, Andy began to speak: