Wheeljack X Ratchet Novels & Stories

I whispered and the others nodded in agreement. “Use the 18 spoked wheel we gave you on your birthday, Zara. Use an entire spoke’s spirit energy. It will be sufficient to knock out that wolf unconscious without hurting you,” Jax guided. “Good idea, Alpha Stone !” I grinned and Jax blushed uncontrollably when I called him Alpha. “Awww. There comes the cute red blush again,” I teased my shy mate. “Stop your foreplay here guys and concentrate ahead. This place is giving me the creeps,” Rob complained.

Jack woke up early the next morning. Jill was still sound asleep. Last night's events were on his mind. Could it have been a dream? Jack grabbed last night's pants and reached into the pocket. There he found the bank card, the business card and the paperwork which had his DNA results. Everything that happened last night actually happened.

"I don't know, but Rush Balista was there!" "So, Rolph was an imposter!" Elias yelled, running toward me from around the corner. I shook my head, grabbing Elias to me, too. "No, he was the Alpha and an Arctic wolf, just as he said. But he had a deal with Balista. He got me, and Balista got you two and The Diamond Pack." Xander and Elias kept their arms around me as they guided me into the elevator. "How did you get away?" Xander punched a button on the wall. The doors closed, and the elevator started moving but stopped a moment later on the fourth floor.

“It would seem like all those years of not getting enough freir was all piled up and turned into these two.” “Actually, sir.” Jack suddenly jumped in on the conversation as he stood in between me and Rachel. “That statement only applies to this lady right here.” He pointed at Rachel. “While this lady is actually the abnormal mutant version of the metahumans. I mean have you seen how she threw the tank -- YEOW!!” Jack screamed as soon as I stomp on his foot. He was hopping on one foot while cradling the other one. “Mr. Jack, you will have thrice the amount of workout set tomorrow.” Skyr said while giving him a warning look to get lost. Jack glared and pouted at me while he went away.

Jacob reassured him confidently. "Half of the men you appointed for this mission are already dead," Raven pointed out skeptically. "I don't trust you, Jacob. Remember, I was the one who revived you. You serve me, and if you fail to deliver what I want, I will not hesitate to kill you." Jacob's eyes flashed with a murderous intent but quickly returned to a calm demeanor. He nodded in acknowledgment. Raven then left the room, and unfortunately, Rick had to move away swiftly to avoid being caught spying on their conversation so that I couldn't get a clear view of Raven's

Mitchell made a sound of agreement, then added, “Oh well you guys did miss something - Rachel’s on crutches now!” “WHAT?” Jake turned to us, a wave of… Alpha energy coming from him. Alpha energy, from a werewolf that hadn’t turned yet? “WHAT HAPPENED?” he demanded, a harsh tone making Mitchell bow his head low. What in the f**k was this? “NICK?!” I yelled into the dusk, charging at Jake as he started to charge Mitchell.

His legs were weak, his internal stabilizers struggling to recalibrate after the merger, but he stood tall as he saw a familiar silhouette emerging from the smoke of a nearby chemical fire. Jax was limping, his face covered in soot and his left arm hanging uselessly at his side, but he was grinning. Behind him stood a small army of the dispossessed Node 402, the street-techs from Dr. Aris’s district, and the "Grit-Jackers" who had spent their lives hiding from the Obsidian Circle’s sensors. "You look like hell, Vance," Jax rasped, stopping a few feet away. He looked at Alexander’s glowing eyes, and his expression softened into one of awe. "But I’m guessing you’re not just 'Vance' anymore, ar