Adama Battlestar Novelas e Histórias

He let out a slow satisfied smile. “Unlike you,” Adam cut in, voice cold, “I don’t waste chances.” I staggered back, horror punching the air from my lungs. “What do you think you’re doing? This.. this will start a war!” Adam’s eyes never left the dying man. His smile was knife-thin. “Too late. The war is already here.” My chest tightened. I was breathless and shaking. “You…you don’t understand—” “We have five minutes.” His tone was almost casual. “Ten at most before guards swarm this place.”

Beta Justin added. “You can’t be serious,” Adam spat, turning his head to face Beta Justin. The scar on his cheek stood out underneath his shaggy beige blonde beard and hair. “You can’t tell me you don’t think this is a waste of your time. They’re cannon fodder. They’ll never hold their own. They should know their place as slaves and servants to the strong.” “Everything you just said is wrong,” Beta Justin spoke calmly. Adam turned to the crowd, his amber eyes hard.

Adam woke up in his room with his head feeling like the inside of his skull was being slammed into by a sledge hammer and his Uncle sitting in a chair next to him. “How long was I out?” Adam asked groggily. “About an hour you took a pretty good hit there. I had to send Jazzy away with Ebony so she could calm her nerves a bit.” Sir. Eletrish replied. “Who won?” Adam asked “It was a draw from every aspect of the fight. You two connected your final blows at the same

“Time for you to turn that Fed pawn into a Hegemony queen.” “Aye sir,” replied Rear Admiral Nehara. Enemy flak bounced off the Blade of Damocles’ armor as it maneuvered into optimal attack range. It swerved closer towards the swarm of slowly-disintegrating Federation ships from above, and angled its weapons towards its target with decisive precision.

Massive, geometric drop-ships were detaching from the underbelly of the Armada, vectoring directly toward our position. "Dax," I yelled over the comms, the wind trying to rip the words from my throat. "The fleet is moving! We just kicked the hornet's nest!" "Keep your eyes on the horizon, Ghost!" Dax shouted back, tucked low over his handlebars. "Just look for the dome!" We were twenty miles from the Citadel. Twenty miles of open, coverless wasteland, carrying a bomb of pure anti-matter, with an alien armada descending from the sky and hounds of deletion snapping at our tires.

I shifted instantly and Ada fought the enemy with all her strength and power. When Ada saw the enemy jump to lunge at her, Ada ran fast, and from the enemy’s back, she jumped at it and sank her canines into its neck. Ada wriggled the enemy while her teeth sank deeply on its neck. Ada did not stop until the enemy was lifeless.

Tension had thickened up in the air, bad energy swirling around them. *Dammit it's happening,* Adam's stomach plunged. The eclipse wasn't a cosmic event, just a means to unlock something much worse inside of Maxine who had held it off for years. The next moment, Adam saw Ador and Alex standing out of his sight, their gazes locked against each other in a wordless, lethal challenge. Air sizzled with energy as these two titans prepared for the final, lone battle that would seal the fate of everything. And then, within all this whirlwind chaos came Melinda, mother to Maxine. Her eyes were so wide with alarm and her footsteps so quick and swift as she ran by the side of her daughter.

I ask because I really want to know. She swallows, "oh no doubt I'm starving, but this," she points the fork to the food, "it's amazing." I smile at her and continue, "there is a title that is right next to mine, but we'll come back to that," she nods and continues eating. "Next is Beta Chris, he's my second in command, he provide support and intell, like the VP of a human company. His mate is Beta Cynthia, my sister. Then there is Gamma Steve and he's mated to Leah and her title is Gamma Leah. So the Beta and Gamma work directly under me. The Gamma is like the head of our Army, he's in charge of warrior training, patrols and guards." She takes a long drink of her water and sits back.

But I held my ground, matching her strike for strike. “You’re persistent,” she said, her voice cold. “And you’re finished,” I replied. As the battle reached its climax, Jessica and Marcus joined me, their combined efforts forcing Elara back. “You can’t win,” Elara hissed, her voice laced with desperation. “We already have,” I said, driving my dagger into her chest. Her scream echoed through the clearing as she crumpled to the ground, her body dissolving into ash.

Adams glared, fiercely protective of his love. Peterson scoffed. "Go get the girl," he ordered. "My pleasure," Ella chimed in, a devilish smile spreading across her face. She headed towards the door, accompanied by Hendrick and Gova. Adams quickly ran to intercept them, gripping Gova by his shirt and forcefully pulling him back, flinging him across the room. However, this time, the fight wouldn't be easy for Adams. The three vampires were now just as strong and fast as him, if not faster. Hendrick swiftly grabbed Adams by his left arm and bent it in an unnatural angle, causing Adams to scream in pain as he felt the dislocation.