Transformers Whirlwind Novels & Stories

He whispered and I nodded. "I'll destroy this pack and everyone in it." He said and raised his hands up and a mighty wave of whirlwind that swirl people up like a tunnel was the most frightening view ever, his eyes blazed green and his hair flipped to the back looking like the god of air, the woods was in a shaking mess and trees were uprooted from their spaces and he clapped his hands together and a deafening sound of thunder rumbled. I gasped. He was going to make the whole place in a wind speed, destroying buildings and properties.

pleaded. "It served you," Trix asked truly vexed. As if a cool sound effect, lightning struck again. "You are supposed to be serving it. And the rest off you putting up with his bullshit! You are all monsters," she continued, the thunder following her closely. At her last statement though lightning seemed to hit the building and all the windows blew open. Trix grabbed her now clean bag and walked off in the direction of the front door, ignoring the pleas and screams that echoed behind as she walked in some weird way, she liked it.

the blonde one grinned. ______________________________________________________________________ TO: CodyRavens@Ravenwood.com FROM: LiamTaylor@Ravenwood.com SUBJECT: Report ________________________________________________________________________ Things are going well with minimal incidents in human form. The new recruits are all doing excellent and will be a good addition to the guardians. Edwin Jones has sadly fallen out however due to his own choice. An incident has however occurred with the new recruits in wolf form. There was an incident involving humans in the woods but will be taken care of. Kind regards

“You want the boss? Fine. Dalton Storm. He’s the one running things now. Not the guy out front, not the dummy they parade for the cops. But I don't know who pulls the strings.” The blade didn’t move. "Anything else?" “What's the plan?” he asked cooly “There is a big drop coming to the east dock,” I said. “ If you're wondering, they're not weapons, not this time. He's bringing in young hybrid Wolves. They’re being sold off to rogue alphas and freaks who collect our kind like trophies. It’s dirty work, well I guess you knew that much” There was still no response. Just that icy metal kissing my skin. Damn he was hard to get anything out of.

I transformed myself back. A sense of accomplishment made my spirits rise, but I felt myself start to fall. Transforming had used up all of my energy, and my legs couldn't keep me up. I was so tired, I didn't even care. Falling sounded pretty good to me. Instead of the ground though, I felt arms wrap around me. In surprise, I looked up to see Cole staring down at me. He looked concerned and I felt his arms grip me even tighter. "Thank you," I managed to whisper out, but then, it all went black.

The words kept circling in my head like moths around a flame, burning themselves up every time they touched the memory of Colton’s body folding into shadow and fur. I had seen him change. I had watched a man become the black wolf I had fed from my hands, stitched in my garage, whispered to when I thought he was only an animal in pain. And then he had howled. Even now, with the door shut and locked, I felt the sound of it under my skin. It hadn’t been a noise. Not really. It had been command and warning and answer all at once. It had rolled through the forest like something ancient waking up.

Kael looked up, his nose bleeding, his grip on the Hush-Blade failing. ​Suddenly, the ground beneath the Whistler’s feet didn't just shake—it bloomed. ​Massive, emerald-green roots erupted from the sand, coiling around the Iron-Clad soldiers like pythons. The rusted destroyer groaned as the tide-water around it began to swirl into a violent, localized whirlpool. ​"The Wild!" the Whistler hissed, backing away. "It’s impossible! The frequency was dead!" ​"It was never dead," a voice boomed from the treeline.

The high-altitude cloud layer, usually a toxic soup of pink and green neon vapor, suddenly lost its color, flattening out into a dead, monolithic sheet of slate-gray that felt like a solid sheet of lead pressing down on the structural towers of Aethelgard. Hummmmmmmm. It wasn't a mechanical roar or the sharp shriek of a binary payload. It was a low, sub-sonic vibration that came from inside the very titanium support pillars of the lower tier—a sound like a billion digital relays opening simultaneously across the entire regional grid. "Zora... look at the master bus lines," Vance whispered, his voice shaking as he stood near the core transformer console.

I was able to find them in Vicegrip and left him out while the energy grid helps Ying yang get out of the Dark Cloud. "Wait !" I said. "Where’s Primal and Warzone? I don’t see him anywhere!" Then in the middle of the dark cloud, we saw a tornado begin to form within it. It kept spinning rapidly be clockwise until the cloud itself dissipated and we could see Primal and Warzone. Apparently, Prime had summoned the speed of a cheetah to run in the middle of the crowd so he could form a tornado to erase it. As soon as the dust cleared, our attackers were nowhere to be found. All that was left was the wreckage of the facility and one of the two that they were after carrying a hybrid.

I was able to find them in Vicegrip and left him out while the energy grid helps Ying yang get out of the Dark Cloud. "Wait !" I said. "Where’s Primal and Warzone? I don’t see him anywhere!" Then in the middle of the dark cloud, we saw a tornado begin to form within it. It kept spinning rapidly be clockwise until the cloud itself dissipated and we could see Primal and Warzone. Apparently, Prime had summoned the speed of a cheetah to run in the middle of the crowd so he could form a tornado to erase it. As soon as the dust cleared, our attackers were nowhere to be found. All that was left was the wreckage of the facility and one of the two that they were after carrying a hybrid.