Transformers Seeker Novels & Stories

The grin on the Seeker’s face grew wider until his lips parted, showing his sharp teeth. Hudde whistled. “That is the ugliest smile I have ever seen. You look like a swampshark.” Eude narrowed his eyes. “I wondered why you looked so familiar. You look exactly like the swampshark that ate my dog when I was ten years old. I still wear the belt I made from his hide.” “What the Darkness is a Seeker?” Rhobart asked. “A Seeker is a person that willingly gives his heart and soul to Beliar. In return, the Dark God makes him almost immortal. He is not only almost impossible to kill but also extremely powerful,” Milton explained.

Marrow growled, pointing to a series of heat signatures moving toward the Santa Clara coordinates on the map. “Look at these movements. These aren't standard security patrols.” “They’re Seekers,” Virex interjected, his eyes narrowing. “Vaughn has unleashed his private guard. They are hunters specifically trained to track the resonance of the 'Anomalous Chord.' He knows Evangeline has the key, and he’s turned the valley into a giant web.” “If he gets the Prism before we do,” Silas said, his hand tightening on his rifle, “he doesn't just start the 'Hush.' He becomes the broadcast. He’ll be everywhere at once. Every phone, every speaker, every mind connected to the grid will be his.”

she continued, looking at me, gripping my hand tighter. “I think the seeker is you,” she whispers. Everyone stopped and now all eyes are on me. Seekers are just a myth. It can’t be possible. Seekers are like sorcerers but their power is unlimited, making them far more dangerous and dominant than witches or sorcerers that roamed the earth. It was awfully silent and I looked at my hand when Brock leaned forward and spoke. “It is possible,” I looked at him and raised a brow.

he growled as soon as he was outside the office. “Don’t sound so pissed. It’s not like I want to call you. The Augur wants you to look for Serena,” his cousin answered, equally annoyed. Dorian almost wanted to say that he had found her, but he kept silent. “Look, please...just think about it. Our relation with the Seers is important.” Jared almost sounded desperate. Dorian’s lips thinned. He knew more than Jared, the former Alpha King wanted, to keep hold back the growing hostility and unrest between the two as long as possible. “Okay,” he said in a clipped tone. He heard the other man release a puff of relieved breath.

the Seer asked his new companion after sensing lesser night hounds in the area. Akiko nodded. “Sasha delivered the letter. The main quest giver has changed. I think they will start completing the new main quest. Have you explored this forest to confirm the myth?” Shaking his head and flipping his long hair over his shoulder, Liu Feng wondered if he should braid his hair to make movement easier. Although he appreciated his long locks, a testament to his loyalty, the Seer found it inconvenient when making higher-speed movements with his additional drow agility.

I asked, but before Helena could answer, a deep howl rolled through the forest and seemed to come from every direction at once. Wolves emerged between the trees, one after another, until dozens surrounded us. My instincts screamed for me to prepare for an attack, but none of them moved toward us. Instead, every wolf lowered its head and slowly dropped to its knees, their attention fixed on Lia standing beside Leo. I couldn't move as a larger wolf stepped out from the darkness and approached us, his eyes remaining fixed on my daughter, his expression holding neither hostility nor fear. He stopped several feet away, lowered his head, and spoke in a voice that carried through the silent forest.

His voice was a fragile whisper, thin and congested from the lingering cold. I looked. There, perched on a frost-shattered branch twenty yards away, was a Seeker. It was no larger than a raven, its matte-black chassis invisible against the shadows, save for the single, rotating red lens that was currently tracking the heat signature of my son’s heart. The Seeker didn't flare. It didn't shriek. It simply recorded. "Leo, get back," I commanded. I didn't reach for my dagger. I reached for the reservoir of power I knew was buried in my marrow. The high-pitched ringing of the Gilded Toll shrieked in my skull—a warning of the tax I was about to pay.

"The Seekers... they’re tuned to your frequency! If they lock on, they’ll use you to overload me!" "I’m not leaving you!" I roared, the Lagos-grit in my soul burning white-hot. I looked at the Seeker units—four of them, sleek, white-gold machines with red tactical eyes—stepping through the steam of the breached intake. They moved with a mechanical precision that made my skin crawl. "Target: Vessel 002," the lead drone droned. "Status: Unstable. Priority: Extraction. Eliminate the Alpha Anchor." The drone raised its arm, and a pulse of white-gold energy screamed toward Dante.

Headhunters. They were scanning the crowd with handheld retinal scanners. Ren ducked behind a stall selling old engine parts. They know we aren't dead, Ren realized. The news is for the public. The Seekers are for us. He gripped the rusty pipe in his pocket. He had no gun. No HUD. No aim-assist. He watched the Seekers approach the medic stall he had just left. One of the men showed the medic a hologram. The medic pointed in Ren's direction.

Rey announced, her voice filled with conviction and excitement. Lucius turned to face Rey, intrigued by her proposal. "What do you have in mind, Rey?" Rey took a deep breath, her gaze steady. "There is a group known as the Seekers, a nomadic hermit tribe of humans who specialize in collecting and preserving ancient knowledge. They may possess information that could shed light on the missing pieces of this puzzle. If we seek their assistance, they might hold the key to uncovering the truth." "That may be our best shot, if anyone may have more information then it may as well be the Seekers", replied Orion.