Apocalypse Four Horsemen X Men Novels & Stories

I could even see the rising black smoke in the distance. That was the location of the firefight. "Less than two miles to go," the driver said. I tightened my grip on my weapon. 20 minutes later, the convoy reached the edge of the battlefield. The scene that unfolded before me was brutal. Out of a group of 40, only about 20 people remained who were still fighting. They were trapped in a half-collapsed shopping mall and surrounded by a dense horde of zombies. These weren't ordinary zombies. They were high-tier ones that were faster and stronger.

"We survived day two. Five more days to go before we can open our gates and after that… the apocalypse stretches forever." "Then we make sure forever belongs to us," Lucien growled softly against my temple, his grip on my waist tightening. "Damn straight," Daniel added, his thumb tracing a slow, distracting circle over the bone of my hip. "Besides, with you calling the shots, Feisty, the end of the world is starting to look like a hell of a ride." I let out a breathless chuckle, the sharp tension in my chest finally unraveling as the reality of our victory settled in.

The Menacing Four exchanged another look, and one snarled, "You think you can use us to claim credit or something? Dream on! Let's see whether you survive this!" In the next moment, the four men stood up, and they looked very weird. Their bodies were all straight as rods. "Be careful." Felix didn't know what was going to happen, but he had a bad feeling and reminded Xena to be careful. However, the latter remained as disdainful as before. Her gaze turned icy.

Before my very eyes all the werewolves under my watchful gaze disappeared, slithered into nothingness, or became one with the air as they ran away. I was shocked by Asher’s power and I had no idea what it was called. The Horsemen kept running until thousands of them ran amongst the giant containers scattered in large numbers across the vast land. “Xena,” Dominic called and his Beta pushed a button on a black device she was holding, The locks of the containers blew open and out ran a massive horde of the Rejected. The Rejected attacked ferally. They tore into the horsemen with a savage mindless fury.

"Damn, I missed!" "Don’t worry, you won’t miss again.” Kaid, Thane, and Ryker closed in, forming a semi-circle around Mr. X. Their faces were masks of pure, undiluted fury. Mr. X let out a low, grating laugh. "Good. The whole crew is here. Now I can finish this." The Apex brothers engaged him in a storm of power and motion. "Let's go!" I yelled to the girls, and we took off again, cutting down any Shadow Pack warrior who dared block our path. With every step, the air grew heavier, the malevolent presence at the heart of this war pulsing stronger.

He takes me into his arms, “Shhh it’s alright. Wanting to see the best in people is not a bad quality Noelle. It just means the world we live in now is wrong in so many ways. Besides, the fight is far from over yet.” He gives me a soft kiss on my forehead, and we go stand at the wall to look at what is going to happen. The darkness slowly clears, and we can see Hades opening up some kind of por-tal. I am assuming he could only open this portal with my powers. As the portal grows big-ger the grounds start to shake. 4 men on horses slowly appear through the portal and I know immediately it is pestilence, war, famine, and death. Hades has brought the apocalypse by opening a portal to the deepes

I had underestimated just how shameless they were. She continued, "Each of them is built like a tank. It's the end of the world. Why would they settle for taking orders from you? Even if you have all the money in the world, what does it matter?" It hit me all at once. Victoria was right. In the apocalypse, no one wanted to be under someone else. The man whose arm had been snapped on the first day cursed beside her. His resentment was obvious. "Stop wasting time talking to him. I say we break the door down right now. I'll cripple him myself and throw him out to the zombies."

Other than where Megan was engaging with Warhammer, Bruce where Xasha stood was the only safe place in the sky. "Saxon's son, you've courted your own death. Saxon, if he's as righteous as he says he is, cannot blame me for killing you after what you've done here," Four men appeared in the sky. The lightning raining down on them couldn't even touch their skin. The mana around their body seems to be protecting them from the attacks. Xasha did not know if they were doing this or if the mana was protecting them on its own. "Boy, I gave you enough chances to leave this place. Don't blame me for taking your life now that things have come to this step," Salesman Vega said in a calm tone.

I picked up the journal on the table, turned to a pristine new page, and wrote the first line. [Apocalypse Year One, Day One. Weather: Clear. [I await the fading of crises and chaos, when all things wake to a rebirth.]

“Sure. Mr. Mysterious is a vampire. Vampires aren’t real... Are they? No. That’s silly. He was in broad daylight all day today. But damn, he’s weird.” Ava spent hours looking for information on the man. She found no trace of whom the Constantine family was behind the scenes, only known to be the most influential tech company in the world. Researching the name of the company, Ava gasped. Apollyon: The angel of the bottomless pit in the Book of Revelation. “Holy shit! Maybe he is a vampire.” Sitting back in her chair, she thought about the possibility. Too many scary references over the past hours had given flight to her overactive imagination, as usual. Her years of curiosity in urban legends