transformers rescue bots fanfiction

In the name of Cybertron, I conquer the multiverse. Holding high the banner of the King of Mutants, I cast off my shackles and journey toward transcendence. Carrying the title of God of Cybertron, the only one in the world, I assault the divine realm. I am Donny. The World Tree is my garden, free for conquest, the Prime Universe is my playground, and the Multiverse is my hunting ground. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You can view the first 100 chapters for free on my p@atren. Since I cannot upload many chapters at once or it will be blocked, I will upload 3 chapters daily. The entire novel is finished on my p@treon with 1425 chapters. [email protected]/mr_soolhoaf my website for free advance 80+chapters: soollhooaf.com/novels discord:https://discord.gg/XXJY4zU7sF ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- All rights to the original content belong to their respective creators.

Reborn as a Decepticon drone designated T-22, Nathan himself thrust into the Transformers live-action movie universe. Armed with knowledge of the plot and a ruthless survival instinct, he has one goal: obtain a true Spark and evolve beyond his disposable warrior-class existence.

The war between the Autobots and Decepticons transformed Cybertron from a planet of life to one decimated by war. Megatron, in his quest for freedom and equality, led his followers in a war against government corruption, a noble cause that slowly became an unstoppable quest for power that corrupted his soul. Orion Pax, a close friend of Megatron, even considered a brother, rejected the violent attitudes of the revolution, with his noble and predestined heart, received the Matrix of Leadership, becoming a true Prime, taking the nickname Optimus Prime, commander and leader of the Autobots. In the midst of the climactic battle, Optimus Prime, fearing that Megatron would use the power of the Allspark, an object of unlimited power, threw it into space to protect it from the evil intentions of the Decepticon leader. The Allspark wandered aimlessly through the universe, the object itself mysterious and emblematic, but the fact was that it held great power and the ability to bring life to any aspect, and its solitary destiny would be defined by an anomaly that would affect the future of this universe. ======================= AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story takes place in the Transformers Prime Universe, the rights to the work and characters belong exclusively to their creators, this is merely an entertainment story with no intention to offend or criticize. ======================= AUTHOR'S NOTE: The story will contain, among other things, violence and adult content. Mainly, the story will have significant changes as the story progresses, with extra characters in the work to proliferate the entertainment. Ps: I don't know if there is a similar story out there, but I will try to be original and entertaining.

This is a translated record, long buried within the deepest archives of Cybertron. Time and war have worn its edges thin, and many claim it was never meant to be found again. The Decepticons dismiss it as delusion—scrap-code born from corrupted data and forgotten battles. The Autobots, in contrast, insist it never existed at all, erasing its traces in the name of order and history. Yet those who have heard its name whispered through the endless echoes of metal know the truth. They have felt it resonate through alloy and spark, carried by ancient transmission lines and half-lost memories. Whether denied or forgotten, this record endures— not as myth, but as a warning etched into Cybertron itself. THIS IA A TRANSLATION

Downey was a cargo driver until he crossed to Marvel. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Hulk and Abomination enthusiastically carrying out the demolition work on the streets of New York. He suddenly turned black and awakened in shock. With the variant ability of “, he began to modify his minivan, which he named “Optimus Prime” step by step.

Announcement: Hi, I hope you're all doing well. I'm starting to resume this work, but it might be a little slower due to revisions and stuff. Once volume 3 is finished, I'll be revising volumes 1 and 2. Volume 2 will have a part 2, thank you. ----------------- Synopsis: It tells the story of several iron-bodied beings, who live on a distant planet called Cybertron. The creatures are called Transformers or Cybertronians. Focuses on a warrior who guides his group to survive a civil war (among Transformers). A Prime named Optimus Prime, who must fight alongside his faction. His faction is called the Autobots. They must fight against the opposing faction called Decepticons. The struggle and journey of both, both have their own motivations, and have their own goals, which they think are right. Drama and conflict are inevitable, aborting and taking away their nation one by one. Until, due to the duration of the war on a large scale, their numbers are now much smaller than the size of their planet. Now they must figure out how to survive from the resources they have destroyed, while also maintaining their egos, prejudices, and ideologies. #Alien #Transformers #Sad story #Romance #Action #Doomsday

Jared Kowalski woke up seventeen, three weeks before Mission City, with a dead man's foreknowledge and a Cybertronian system growing inside him one painful alloy plate at a time. He knows the whole script — every death, every betrayal, every moment Sam Witwicky saves the world. He has no intention of being Sam Witwicky. The Cybertronian Integration Framework does not care about his intentions. It cares about proximity, patience, and survival — and Jared is very good at all three. What it cannot account for is Ironhide, or the cost of knowing exactly what's coming and being unable to stop it anyway. The engineer's response to system failure: recalculate, adapt, move. Never be powerless again — even if that means replacing your body with alien alloy one piece at a time.

What would happen if you woke up one day in a different universe where you have the memories and body of a gladiator turned revolutionary were once noble ideals were thrown to the way side and you became the very thing you swore to destroy. Oh and don't forget you're a bloody robot, probably one of the most hated beings ever but hopefully you can change and save your new species from certain extinction. Hey thanks for coming by this is one of my first attempts at writing a good story i hope you enjoy and any advice or criticism is encouraged i got inspired by the story (How very logical TFP SI.) By Tomb Spyder so you may see similarities but my story will branch off it's just he is a really good writer and there was not much i could change at the beginning I've also posted on Spacebattles https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/transformers-megatron-peace-through-tyranny-tfp-s-i.1113121/

The War for Cybertron rages on. The Autobots and Decepticons fight bolt and screw for territory, energon, and most importantly, loyalty. That is where Scorcher steps in. His past shrouded in mystery, he fights for who he believes to be the best choice for Cybertron. But even loyalty may be questioned. AN: apologies for the weird format in the beginning. I plan to fix it. Newer chapters that come out shall be easier to look at.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"