Transformers Smokescreen Prime Novels & Stories

There was this gut feeling I had that told me all hell would break out soon. Aeryn’s wolf looked at me, seeing us move back, and her wolves joined us. But just a second too late. All around them, smoke began forming. Even my soldiers that were farther away began coughing and shifted back into their humans. ‘Who can still mindlink?’ I asked, knowing exactly what was in that smoke. The more wolfsbane these soldiers inhaled, the more they would lose their connection to their wolves and pack, albeit temporarily. Through the smoke, I saw people in gas masks coming towards us. "Get out of there! Hide behind the fucking trees!" I shouted at anyone who could hear me.

His jaw ticks. The other two men in the room shift awkwardly and stare at their Alpha. More mind link conversations but it’s clear he tells them to leave once they head for the door. He’s clearly not one for an audience. Once they’re gone we stand in a glare off till I break it and sigh. “Actually I’m not doing this,” I say exhaustedly, I’m really not trying to fight with this man again, that’s all we seem to do, “I’m going to shower, but not because you commanded me to.” I smell my top and yeah, I definitely needed one. “I think that’s a good idea as well,” Star adds, “I didn’t ask you but thank you so much for your input Star Lord,” I roll my eyes down the bond. Noah laughs but covers his

Just as Maurice's slap was about to land, I blocked him with a swing of my arm. He looked at me in surprise, not expecting me to be able to dodge his attack. I'd rarely shown my martial arts prowess in my past life because I hadn't wanted to hurt his ego. But in this life, I could no longer stand having an idiot like him showing his face before me. I was about to cut ties with him when Mr. Smith came to me. He said he'd already prepared the carriage to take me home. I didn't want to keep them waiting, nor did I want to waste my breath arguing with Maurice. So, I walked past him and headed home.

he replies, reloading his gun, thick black smoke escaping from his skin. “ That's the entire point,” she says and charged at him. Bayani takes a stance and aims but before she could get to him, something behind her distracts her attention. A great cloud of dark smoke was forming at the gates. Althea crossed her arms around her chest and the pressure builds. In an instant, the pressure is released and the smoke is propelled forward as a monster shark was transmuted. Before she could react, the transmuted shark's Jaws clamped down on her and redirects its projection to the wall, demolishing her on it.

’ He said in complete surprise. ‘We all thought so too, but he came offering his assistance. They remind me of stories of vampires on Earth.’ I began glancing at the two men, ‘They are pale with black hair and red eyes.’ I heard myself softly giggle then become serious as I asked, ‘Do you think the reason you can not teleport is that smoke bomb they threw in?’ I ask thinking. ‘How did you know about the smoke bomb?’ ‘The seer was able to see the events until you blacked out.’ I explained. ‘They threw one in with us too, but my mother’s shield was able to block it.’

Her chest heaved with exertion, but her eyes burned with defiance. “Give up, Shane,” I said firmly, stepping up beside Victor. “This ends now.” But instead of surrendering, Shane smirked. Her hand darted into her purse, pulling out a small object—a smoke grenade. “No!” Harris shouted, but it was too late. The grenade hissed and erupted in a cloud of thick, choking smoke. Shane bolted again, her form disappearing into the gray haze. Coughing and squinting against the smoke, I heard Harris shouting orders into his radio. Victor grabbed my arm, his grip firm as he pulled me away from the thickest part of the cloud.

the Prime said. He raised his cane and fired a beam of red energy. Dr. Aris didn't even have time to scream. He was turned into a pile of grey ash instantly. I grabbed the laser scalpel from the table and stood in front of Elle. My heart was pounding, but the revenge in my soul was stronger than the fear. "Where are Bryan and Jane?" I asked. The Prime smiled, and his mouth opened far too wide. Inside, his teeth were made of solid silver.

**“Open the sample cases.” **“No! You’ll kill us all!”** **“The acid will kill you slowly,”** Leo countered, gesturing at the swirling vapor now knee-high. The scientist’s suit was visibly degrading. **“Open them, and I’ll make it quick. One bullet.”** Terror warred with defiance. The scientist hesitated, then his shoulders slumped. He shuffled to the nearest case, fingers fumbling with the complex latches under his damaged gloves. It popped open. Inside, nestled in shock-absorbent foam, were rows of thick glass vials filled with a viscous, iridescent purple fluid. The labels read: **PHOENIX PRIME - STRAIN AEROSOL.**

The provisional council chamber beneath the rebuilt Apex tower had transformed into a theater of controlled terror. The long table, once a symbol of fragile democracy, now served as Prime’s stage for interrogation. Clone-Prime sat at its head, wearing Damian’s face with the cold precision of a mask carved from ice. His black suit was impeccable, open collar revealing the faint scar that mirrored the original, but the eyes held none of the fire that had defined Damian through every hell they had survived. They were empty. Calculating. Hungry for the destruction he had planned all along.

I huff in annoyance and I glare at him, “Is your mate Roman? Because Roman is the only one I did anything with last night.” Priam turns to give me a very shady look, before sighing and turning away again. He brings out one of his sticks of “medicinal” cigarettes, and he puts it at his lips. I jump when Priam snaps his fingers and sparks emanate from them. My heart slams in my chest, my tongue flies to my throat, I stare at him in wild-eyed wonder. He shakes his hand like he’s trying to put out whatever bit of fire he might still have on them.