Transformers Zero Novels & Stories

“Hello, Mia.” Alex stepped closer. “What the hell is this?” I already knew. “They made a copy,” I whispered. “Of my mind.” The figure on screen smiled. “I am Zero,” it said. “Version 2.1. Constructed from neural scans taken during final loyalty testing. Impervious to empathy. Immune to interference.” Alex swore. “They digitized you.” “No,” I said. “They made a machine out of me.” And then I heard it— Footsteps.

Attached is a tag with three engraved words: FOR SUBJECT ZERO

Zero. I stood still, staring at the empty steel chair in the center of the dim basement. The last time we spoke, I had drawn a gun on him at the canal bank, furious that he had hidden his initial contract with Victoria. But over the last few days, as the pieces of the Vance conspiracy fully aligned, I realized the truth. Zero had been handed a death sentence contract to extract me—and instead, he had risked his own life to train me, protect me, and turn me into someone who could fight back. He had lied about how we met, but he hadn't lied about wanting me free. "Can you bypass the secondary server at the venue, Zero?" I asked, my voice softer than it had been in months.

She thought hard for a moment before replying, "Anna isn't capable enough to do this." "Okay, so she's ruled out." James' trust in her made Beverly smile. She wrapped her arms around his neck happily. "I've faced Zero before. His system infiltrates others' systems like a virus—constantly invading, infecting, and paralyzing them. "He's so arrogant about his abilities that he doesn't even put strong defenses on the backdoor of his system. Unfortunately for him, it was my defensive system that went up against him just now."

Arthur backed himself up to the global network before we destroyed his core in Zero. So he’s still alive? In a way. He’s digital dust. But Zero... she’s the vacuum cleaner. She can suck him up. I looked at Zero. She was staring at a smart speaker on the shelf, her head cocked. Can she control it? I asked. Let’s find out, Julian said. Tell her to access the device. "Zero," I said aloud. "Do you see that speaker?" "Yes." "Can you talk to it?" She looked at the speaker. Her eyes glowed faintly white.

And suddenly, he pushed her away, making Tilda’s back hit on the cold corner of the elevator. Tilda groaned in pain. “W-Why—” “I told you, I’m not that Zero that you used to know. And we already cut ties long ago. I don’t want you in my life anymore. If you repeat this, I’m afraid I might kill you,” Zero threatened, and after a few seconds, the elevator opened. Zero furiously got out of the elevator, rushed towards his Lamborghini, and sped away. TILDA WAS caught in awe because of Zero. She couldn’t believe that he would turn like that—he looks like a monster that at any moment, he will rip your head off your body.

Silas’s ego, caught in the transition between the server and Alexander’s mind, was suddenly trapped in a physical medium that couldn't sustain data-transfer. The Zero-Point wasn't a merger anymore. It was a prison.

Naturally, he was not able to defend himself against five Rank 8 Zombies. In just a few seconds, the hundreds of Genetic Fighters from the Fire Praying Tribe were turned into zombies. Lucas activated the Fusion Grid in his mind and fused them together to produce a Rank 3 Male Zombie. It was a given that they would drop in ranks if they were Genetic Fighters that had been transformed into zombies. He looked at the zombies in System Space. There two zombies; a Rank 5 Female Zombie and a Rank 3 Male Zombie. He turned around and noticed the petrified crowd.