What If Megatron Became A Prime Novels & Stories

The Gemini's dimensions were drastically over sized. The Gemini had been designed to accommodate the first heavy mech in existence, the Megacrab. This mech was a behemoth that required eight legs and twin cockpits for two pilots. Trying to affix the Gemini system to the Fantasia 2R was like trying to put a stuffed backpack onto a clueless toddler. "If only I had more assets. I can't do much without more licenses. I'm not good enough to modify the base design extensively." Ves tinkered with the System's designer functionality. Surprisingly, he found it remarkably easy to implement his modifications. The design tools responded to his thoughts alone, cutting back errors resulting from unsteady

I could even face HIM with the power of Ares at my disposal. "Stop right there," Derek ordered me. He shot out a plume of his ice blue flames and the caught me in an ever-shrinking circle. "Drop the transformation. It doesn't matter if you have back up, they'll still be outnumbered." "He's the Prime," I spat. "Your rightful master." Luke shrugged. "Did you forget that we were guardians to Primes? Do you really think that those wolves would accept protection from those lesser than them?"

This made Lucas disappointed as the thought of him feasting on tiger meat disappeared the moment the tiger was robotic. "Any one of you, finish it off," said Lucas while puckering his lips. Biggy, Scarlet, White Doll, and Rayne began to discuss amongst themselves. In the end, it was Biggy who stood up and finished it off. After all, he was the leader of the Apocalyptic Legion. It was as though the sky was splitting and the earth was quaking when Biggy launched his attack. With Biggy’s Earth-Shattering Fist landing on the 10 meter-long robotic tiger's head, the latter fell to the ground immediately. This was because the robotic tiger was only a Rank 4 being.

"What?" "The Architects... they don't waste good material," Victor said, his eyes darting to the monitors showing the global Harvest. "When the station collapsed, the Heart didn't let him burn. It Recollected him. Jun was the first human to survive a full mutation without losing his cognitive functions. He’s... he’s a 'Prime' now." "Where is he?" Kazimir demanded, his voice cracking.

"I am Prime. Leader of the Shadow Council. The true Dragon Council. The power that has maintained order for four centuries while lesser beings like Elena Morgrave played at authority." Prime leans forward. "You've been impressive. I'll admit that. Defeating Corvus Dane. Destroying Quentin Ashford's operation. Killing Elena in single combat. All remarkable achievements for someone so young." A pause. "But you've made a critical error. You assumed Elena was the enemy. She wasn't. She was a tool. A useful administrator who managed daily operations while I focused on long-term strategies." Prime stands. Walks through the room. "When you destroyed her headquarters, I was grateful. She'd become sl

“I’m sure you can rebuild him eventually. “If he were mated politically, like you, maybe,” the technician continues to prepare the machine, ordering me to remove my pants, which I do by simply absorbing them into my body. “But Prince Primus is mated to his true mate. That is an eternal bond. I strongly recommend that you do not ask me to force him to complete this…task, physically, Your Grace. Not unless you want his mind to snap and have him kill us all in a blind, merciless rage.”

"Leo! She’s removing the 'Noise'! If she finishes the render, we’ll be trapped in a featureless void!" ​"Kaelen! Maya! Break her focus!" Leo roared, finally forcing his muscles to move against the Prime’s crushing pressure. ​Kaelen didn't hesitate. He launched himself forward, his silver-metal skin flaring to its maximum output. He wasn't just a man; he was a "Living-Impact," a silver comet aimed directly at the Prime’s heart. ​But the Prime didn't dodge. As Kaelen’s fist neared her chest, she simply "Shifted." In a flash of silver light, Kaelen didn't hit her; he passed right through her as if she were made of mist.

“Max?” I nodded slowly. “Yeah. This is Max.” Javier stared at Max for a moment longer, “Dios mío. He’s... he’s a carbon copy of Pascha. God, Bell, even the way he stands with that sideways lean... that’s so Pascha.” “I know.” “He even has the signature Romanov eyebrow lift,” he muttered. Meanwhile, Max hugged Megatron tighter, then stepped forward. “Are you... Mommy’s new husband?” I choked on my breath. “Maximus Prime!” I gave him a sharp look. “Don’t say stuff like that!”

They did not know the strength of those mecha lifeforms, but in their opinion, would practitioners at the peak of nine stars be weak? The members of the Beelzebub royal family nodded thoughtfully. They could tell that these mecha lifeforms were created by Primus and felt excited. According to Regus, these mecha lifeforms could increase their levels too. If the opportunity was present, they could even comprehend the laws! However, they could only carry out a single-element attack at this stage, while the talents were no simple characters, having at least comprehended two laws! “Molly, what should we do now?” Kurt frowned and turned to Molly, whose eyes flickered.