Novel & Cerita Transformers: Rescue Bots Academy Whirl

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.

“Go, Silas. Lead the way. If anything gets in our path, I will tear it out of the ground.” ​We ran. We ran while the sky turned into a graveyard of falling ships and the Iron Sentinels began to fire their blue arcs at the descending drones. The air was thick with the smell of ozone and the high-pitched whine of Harvester engines. We reached the basement of the Restoration Hub, and I threw myself at the control panel of the resonance well, my fingers flying over the keys despite the tremors in my hands. ​“Lay her on the copper grid,” I commanded. “Do it now!”

The red light turned to a chaotic, strobing purple. "CRITICAL ERROR," the Admin's voice glitched, dropping an octave. "UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?" Suddenly, the video feed of the bakery cut out. Static filled the screen. In the Lobby, the "Training Bots"—the dummy targets in the corner—woke up. Their eyes turned red. But they didn't look at Squad Zero. They looked up. They looked at the Camera on the wall. The Admin's eye. The bots raised their weapons and opened fire on the interface itself.

After all, you are Nash's student. The knots in my stomach faded and only a warm afterglow remained. "Thanks, Allen. I owe you again." Getting to the warehouse was easy. However, getting in was a problem. Sighing in defeat and settling behind some old structure in the distance, I brought out my spy drones. Nash liked to call them capsule bots because of how they literally fit into a capsule. Armed with only a small syringe of poison or tranquillizers, these bots were hardly useful in battle.

A huge truck pulled over and the back door flung open and immediately, hundreds of robots with sharp razor blade arms and eyes bloody red, rushed out of the truck into the warehouse. Leriel, Hudson, Alvara and Ben stopped abruptly when they couldn’t run any further. Before them was a huge wall, indicating that they were trapped. They all ran back but stopped when they saw hundreds of robots rushing towards them. Turning to their left and right, robots were also rushing, it dawned to them that they’ve been surrounded. They looked at each other then back to robots before stepping back slowly, panting heavily. “ I think it’s time for action guys” Ben said.

“But I’m part of the Moon Guardians. Let’s just say it’s the werewolf equivalent of a student council at the academy. It’s our work to bring back new pups. You can see me as your recruitment officer, or whatever you humans call it.” “You mean ‘you humans’, as in past tense, right?” He smiled. “Right, of course.” “So, what happens now?” He held out a hand. “You come with me.”

“My brother met with the Luna last night. She almost got ripped to pieces by vampires. They’re here, Gia. Get ready for war because it’s going to happen any day now.” The news made me want to throw up. I wanted to take my kids and hide. There was no escaping the shitstorm that was coming. I had left it a little too late, but I had no choice but to make it to Whitevale. Like it or not, the time had come for me to shift. It would work, or I would die trying. Those were my choices, and not even Kian could save me from the inevitable. “Who’s the rat?” I asked, hoping that Cyrus might have shared an idea with her. “They must have someone on the inside who’s helping them. How else are we getting m

After he gave his promise, Scarlett and Zoey finally relaxed. Once they had calmed down, Cyrus contacted Kenneth and Thorgan. Kenneth agreed without hesitation. Thorgan did not dare refuse. He treated it as a simple rescue and said yes. The situation sounded dangerous, so Cyrus did not waste time. Once everyone was ready, they would leave for Greenvich Academy the next day. As for the eerie howl over the call, Cyrus already had a rough idea what it was. It was either an awakened mutant that had gone wrong or some other evolved creature.

Bima shouted at Kevin. Kevin lifted his head, his face hollow. "You... you’re going to lose... they’re crazy... they’ll... destroy your Indomie..." "Not a chance!" Bima shouted back. "Riska, Lia! We have to make the Indomie Balance Restorer! And we’re going to use it to slap those zombie chefs right in the face!" Riska nodded, and the Master AI projected the ingredients. Lia stood ready, preparing her crowbar. They ran out of the Hidden Botanical Garden, leaving behind the Botanist Zombies busy tending to their plants and Kevin who was still whimpering.

Everything about that bus screamed 'money'. 'What a sumptuous bus this is. I wonder how its interior is?' He couldn't help but admire the fine grand bus which was colored in red. After all, this was his old habit. To appreciate the beauty no matter if it belonged to a person or even a thing. Suddenly, the glass of one of the windows of the other bus slid open, and someone emerged out of it. "Aye! Yooo!! If it isn't the poor and miserable Ghost Busters team!? Eh!?" A guy with black hair tied in a ponytail with a patchy beard came into everyone's view as they heard his mocking voice.