Transformers: The Rebirth Novels & Stories

Jane repeated herself, though she sounded far less confident this time. “…Baby Victor.” Jayden looked from her to me. Then back to her again. “…What exactly is a Baby Victor?” I rubbed a hand over my face. “This is going to sound absolutely ridiculous.” “It already does.” Jane took a careful step forward. “The old records mention rebirth.” Jayden didn’t interrupt. “They suggest that when certain ancient creatures die, their souls don’t disappear forever.” He still said nothing. “They’re… reborn.” Jayden slowly nodded.

"Senna, did you think getting a second life meant you could do whatever you wanted? Too bad. This time around, I came back too." Her pupils shrank. The color in her face faded completely. "You... You were reborn too?" I did not answer. I just looked at her. Maggie rested a hand on my shoulder. Her voice was gentle, but the weight behind it was unmistakable. "Gage, the police are already downstairs. What do you want to do to her?" I looked at Senna's face, the same face I had once been obsessed with. Now, all I felt was revulsion. "Whatever she did to me and my father in the last life, I want it paid back a hundred times over."

No longer captive. Reborn predator.

"And there’s something you both need to know." Amalia tensed. "What happened?" "One of the Council's internal contacts disappeared last night. And was found this morning… dead. With a word carved into his skin." "Which word?" asked Maddox. "‘Rebirth.’" Amalia felt a chill run down her spine. "Phoenix." Dax nodded. "It’s begun. And there’s no turning back." Maddox locked his gray eyes on hers, harder now, fiercer. "Then we get ready to burn it all down."

REBORNED Episode seven Then…I saw her. I sobbed. I haven’t cried in a long time And I did. “Nona!” I ran to where her body laid and tried to wake her up by shaking her body vigorously. I saw that two of her legs were scalded by the fire and she could not move. She could not breathe and she kept groaning in pain. Good God, she is alive! I sighed shakily in relief and wasted no time in attempting to carry her up.

"The past's over. Our new story has just begun." The betrayal, cold, and despair buried in the snowstorm all belonged to Raine of the past life. In this life, I had a man who loved me, my parents, and the simple, beautiful warmth of a real home. I was finally alive. "Let's go. Everyone's waiting for us." "Sure." I lifted the hem of my gown, took Conrad's hand, and pushed the doors open. Behind them, I was greeted with a wave of cheers and blessings.

"Please, just let me go. I am not supposed to be here, Marcus. You don’t understand. I am not supposed to be alive!" I was hysterical. The air in the room felt like it was made of wool, clogging my throat. I shoved him, then pulled him back, my head spinning with the weight of two lifetimes. "I changed it!" I screamed, the words spilling out in a messy, frantic heap. "I changed the whole timeline! I brought back things that were meant to stay buried! I messed everything up... My dad, Erica, Michelle... it’s all me. I am the one who killed them. I was supposed to be dead in that basement! Why did I come back? Why did I come back just to watch everyone bleed?"

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She hit the end of her chains and was snapped back, still snarling. “She is no longer a filthy, human hybrid. She has been reborn in her true and natural state.” Iza held his arms out and turned his head skywards. “We have done it for you, mother.” Twax echoed his posture and said, “We will restore them all!” A loud snarl rang out on the far side of the cave, making my heart race.

Dax said, standing over him, the gavel glowing with a soft, peaceful white light. Silas looked up, his scarred face twisted in a final, pathetic grin. "You think... you've won? You've just... deleted the only history you had. You're... nothing now. Just ghosts... in an empty world." "No," I said, walking up to stand beside Dax. I took his hand, our fingers interlacing, the sapphire heat between us stronger than any pre-programmed link. "We're the authors." Silas de-rezzed into a pile of gray ash, his consciousness finally purged from the High-Band. The obsidian monolith behind him began to dissolve, the dark clouds of the civil war parting to reveal the golden sun of the Reborn World once mo