Arcee X Knockout Novels & Stories

Kayla’s perfect fighting style fell apart as she charged wildly, swinging her dagger in a sloppy arc that left her whole left side open. Ara moved fast. She ducked under the wild swing, spun around, and poured the last of her Striker energy into the heavy end of her blade. She slammed it straight into Kayla’s jaw with everything she had. The crack echoed through the room. Kayla’s eyes rolled back and she dropped hard onto the marble, out cold. MISSION COMPLETED.** TARGET NEUTRALIZED.** REWARD CREDITED: +500 PP.** Ara gasped for breath, checking her stats. Her heart sank. The fight plus the wall crash had dropped her health another 15%. She was down to 25%. Her vision was starting to blur and

Radit was out getting food, leaving the two of them in an arena far hotter than a mere simulation on a screen. "You're dead, Arka! Almost there! I'm gonna win this, damn it!" Bima exclaimed, his body leaning forward, the veins in his neck bulging from the sudden rush of adrenaline. Arka didn't respond. He just narrowed his eyes. With one precise button combination—a lethal move he had memorized by heart—Arka launched his finishing combo. Bima's character was sent flying, his health bar completely depleted, and the words K.O. slammed onto the screen in large, bleeding red letters.

Acer said, stepping beside the treadmill like a referee in a ring. Kayne rolled his eyes. “It’s different. She’s someone’s wife.” “Still doesn’t make a difference,” Acer replied with a shrug. “Especially not in your playbook.” “Hey, you talking about yourself now?” Kayne teased. I slowed the treadmill and hopped off, narrowing my eyes at them. “Oh my God. You two are unbelievable.” “Come on, we were just getting better,” Acer said, grinning like a twelve-year-old caught stealing cookies.

He turned just in time to see the Dark one closing in, and taking careful aim, he swung, hoping to hit the monster in the head. As the wood made contact, it splintered and broke into a thousand pieces, debris flying everywhere. Aaron closed his eyes and ducked his head. Once the blast was over, he looked up to find the Dark One stumbling backward and tumbling to the ground. Though the blow had caught it off guard, it wasn’t down for the count, and before the monster could get up and give chase again, Aaron launched himself at the creature, knocking it backward onto the ground.

“Shit, that one stung,” Audrie says rubbing her jaw as I reach a hand out to help her to her feet. “I guess all the stress and anger is finally surfacing” “Nice job everyone, that will be it for today,” Zac yells out and claps his hands together, signaling the end of training.

O’Connell determined to beat Archer and take his metaphorical trophy. Archer aimed, ready to take his final shot. Gently squeezing the trigger, he exhaled slowly. An image of Cara flashed across the target, her face etched in pain and worry. Her eyes were red and puffy and her cheeks were stained with dried-up tears. The sudden interruption jolted Archer from his position, causing him to squeeze the trigger. The round flew past the target completely and hit the sandbank behind. “Shit,” he muttered, lowering his weapon.

He looks so dumb annoying, and so boastful as ever. He stares at Kaze for some good seconds, chuckles sarcastically, then attacks Kaze with such a strong force. They both fell down as Arche jumps on Kaze pinning him down. Arche throws a strong-looking punch, but Kaze dodges it by turning his head sideways. When Arche's knuckle landed on the floor, I think I hear a very loud thud, and I see now that the wooden floor of the basketball court is cracked and a fist-sized hole is shown. How strong is he?

All I can see is a black flash, a strange swarm of sizzling lights surrounding his fist as he charges against Ace. “No,” I shout, practically in unison with Luna Artemisia. But while I would like to storm forward to get in between them, Artemisia holds me back, moving us away from the table. I barely have time to blink when there is a bang, and Kai is gone. Ace is standing there still in his defensive stance while we scan the room, finding Finnegan pinning his son against the wall. “Down!” he shouts, and I’m still looking at them lost, when Artemisia pulls me down to the floor. As I lie down, careful not to crush my belly, I see Ace letting himself fall onto his front. “Fuck.”

He never finished as Aeon punched him in the face with her left hand. He stumbled back, blood all bus squirting out of his nose, an astonished look on his face. She, like the actual Techs, didn’t give him a chance to recover. She came at him again, swinging her leg to kick him in the side. Adro fell down, hitting the ground hard. He tried to unattach his gun from the holster, however, Aeon’s boot came down on his arm before he could. She had his own gun in his face in less than a second. “Pew!” Aeon imitated the sound of a gun shot in the most childish way possible. “You are now dead. Go back the exact same way you came, you are disqualified.”

He rebelled again, but damn it, the four bodyguards of Acheros immediately paralyzed his movement so that he really couldn't rebel. "Damn it! Let go of Katheryn! You hurt her just now!" shouted Aric with an angry gaze. Acheros was silent, but his gaze was impeccable when he looked at Aric. "Do him as I said," he said and prepared to walk again. But Katheryn's words made him stop.