Ultra Magnus Transformers Prime Novels & Stories

Rex announced after his conversation with Fafnir concluded, which only took seconds. “Well…spill it,” Marcia said a little over eagerly and loudly, even Markus’s seemed to perk up, he was sure he was about to witness another piece of unbelievable magic he had only begun to see when he joined the inner circle of the emperor, magics only being possible by the Magnus family. He was so sure nothing was able to be done now, Ulna was on the precipice of fully gone now and yet, even now, Rex claimed he may be able to save the skylark, he was doubtful even Rector would have tried something this far along.

She just had to keep swallowing hard. She reached out to her cup of water and drank it at once with shaky hands. "So what are you guys?" "We are known to be just TRANSFORMERS. This means we can take up any form of anything or anyone we wish. We also can create confusion and tamper with one's mind or thoughts without going through the whole spell thing - ours is natural and we are smooth at it." Pan praised their qualities. Jane forced a subtle smile and looked away. It was good they were normal compared to the beast that she had met.

"Ghost, he's a genius! The massive tungsten-carbide injection capsules at the base of the drills! They're designed to withstand absolute thermal and kinetic crushing pressure!" I pulled up the schematics for the Prime Forges. "They're cylindrical. Fifty feet long, heavily armored, with no windows. They run on a closed-loop internal life-support system. It's basically a giant, pressurized iron coffin." "Can you put an engine on it?" Dax asked.

She simply reached out and touched a Faraday-Cage (a grounded metal enclosure used to block electromagnetic fields) surrounding the central transmitter. The Residual-Data in her mind surged. She wasn't just Elara Vance; she was the Primordial-Warning. She bypassed the human batteries, drawing power from the very air, her own body acting as a Step-Up Transformer (a device that increases voltage through induction). "Kazimir, hold the door!" Elara commanded.

"What are you doing to them?" "Insurance, I planted shock collars on them while they were unconscious, one more press and their hearts stop." Magnus held up the device. "Now open the vault completely and transfer all the Prime Wolf's power to me or I kill them." I looked at Ronald and Ryker writhing in pain, looked at my mother dying, looked at Magnus with that horrible smile. "You're going to kill them anyway," I said. "Probably but this way you get to say goodbye first." Magnus pressed the button again and the Twins screamed louder.

Their enmity continued even after Alpha Demetrius ended his life. In his mortal life, Magnus had been a warlock. After Alpha Demetrius killed him, he lost his magic and transformed into a vampire seeking Zephyrus’s blood. He had avoided the evil vampire for so long while in Aromania, but now it would be difficult to ward him off. Magnus usually possessed silver weapons that could be fatal for all of us, except Zephyrus. He was a blessed wolf and silver did not affect him, just like it didn’t affect Alpha Demetrius! “I can’t let Magnus get my mate, Stav!” he rushed out, but I wasn’t letting him face the vampire all by himself. It was too dangerous.

The decay stopped mid-surge, turning into a permanent, unbreakable sleeve of obsidian-colored stone. The Second Prime was thrown back, his translucent frame flickering like a corrupted file. [REMAINDER DETECTED: THE VIRUS] [STATUS: SOVEREIGN OVERRIDE 100%] [VERDICT: THE NEW ORDER] The tower groaned, a terminal shriek of basalt and bone-quartz.

Jake sat near the front, his massive frame tightly confined in a formal tactical uniform, his expression an unreadable marble mask. Then, Magnus walked in. Avery’s grip on the iron railing of the gallery tightened until her knuckles turned stark white. The Alpha Prime was a towering, silver-haired tyrant whose presence commanded immediate, universal silence. He walked with a calculated, heavy gait, radiating an aura so cold and heavy it made Avery’s inner wolf pace with immediate, defensive hostility. This was the man who held her brother Leo in a subterranean cage. This was the source of the rot.

[Clark] The dissection of Magnus' brain was one of the most intensely fascinating and uniquely horrifying things I have ever experienced. Using my computer to guide the charge, we attached wires to his brain, fed through a divide that my mother had retrieved from her vault. "This will disrupt his signal. It will keep him from making a full memory transfer. Hopefully whomever he's jumped into will have a fighting chance."

He finally turned to her, and in his eyes burned the wolf. “No,” he said. “We have to use it.” Before she could ask what he meant, a crash echoed from below—glass shattering, metal groaning. The rooftop garden lights flickered, once, then twice, before going out. They were here. Maxim shifted, mid-motion—his form expanding, warping, but not fully. He held the transformation just enough to bare claws and fangs, his control like a razor's edge. Zara reached for her silver-laced dagger, hand steady though her pulse screamed.