Avatar 2 Novels & Stories

It was a towering machine of glass and chrome, its needle-fine nozzles currently knitting together a skeletal structure of carbon-fiber and lab-grown marrow. "We call them Avatars," Aria explained. "They are biological hardware. We can map your 'Soul-Data'—your quirks, your powers, your memories—into the neuro-chemical pathways of these bodies. You won't just be 'Simulated' anymore. You’ll be Biological Entities in the Macro-verse." The Price of the Print "There’s a catch," Kael said, his orange fire flaring. "There’s always a catch when someone offers you a life."

Did he really think I was speaking rhetorically? "An Avatar is like you and me, but they can do so much more, you could be a berserker with magic, you could be a wizard with swordsmanship, there's even this girl in the capital, a tank healer and she can control spirits, imagine this talent when she is older!"

"I guess my wolf was drunk. How about we end this mate thing between us. I Luca Tartal the son of Tartal Reigns hereby reject you as my mate" "Luca, don't do this please" "It's your turn now Mia. Reject me too. This will be the end of our stupid love story. Be fast with it" "Luca, I can't. I love you so much. I haven't known such a love before and we have just began dating. Don't let this ruin us, hear my own side of the story please" "Side of the story? What are you going to tell me? That you are not Raven? I'm no fool! You are Raven. Can't believe I fell in love with an ugly you not to think about the whole face too, its fake too"

"There is only the Debt." The return to the Citadel was not a race; it was a funeral procession. Wherever the steam-sleds traveled, a wake of grey rot followed in Audrey’s path. The "Perfect" forest died as she passed, the sapphire glass shattering into dust. The Avatar was waiting at the gates of the Citadel. She had grown to thirty feet tall, her limbs now massive crystalline boughs. She looked at Audrey and screamed—a sound of pure, celestial static. "YOU BRING THE VOID INTO THE GARDEN!" the Avatar roared.

Its head was a featureless, golden sunburst, save for a single, horizontal visor that glowed a blinding, unforgiving crimson. "They built a god," Jax rumbled, his cigar falling from his lips and sizzling in a puddle of synthetic blood. For the first time, the President of the Revers looked out of his depth. "It’s not a god," Captain Reyes corrected, her voice barely a whisper. "It’s a life support system. The Founder is inside that chassis, biologically hardwired into the neural-matrix." The Avatar reached the top of the Phase-Shield. It didn't slam into the sub-ether dome like the orbital bombardment had. It simply placed its four massive golden hands flat against the violet energy field.

Nathan soon came to a stop and turned to me, his hand still holding mine. My parents stood close to us, Alpha Alec and Luna Lauren walked past us and turned to face Nathan and I. “Tonight we celebrate Jane Foster’s awakening, and not only that, but celebrating Jane and Nathan as mates.” Alpha Alec said. “Are you ready Jane?” Nathan asked looking over at me. “Yes,” I said. But the truth was, I wasn’t sure. I was scared. “It’s okay Jane.” Nathan whispered. “Whenever you’re ready sweetheart.” My dad said from beside me.

AVA** I stared at the empty space where my phone had just been. If Isabella expected me to scream, cry, or lunge for the window, she was going to be sorely disappointed. She stood there, chest puffed out like a peacock who had just won a prize fight. "Well? Nothing to say? Your little life is currently being dismantled by Mark’s best technicians. Every secret, every sordid little detail of your 'Ava Reed' double life, is being uploaded to the Vance servers as we speak."

A shifting, high-definition avatar of the man who had bought the world. "Clara," the wind spoke, the voice sounding like a thousand boardrooms in unison. "Look at the peace I have bought you. No more Auditors. No more wars. No more loss. We are finally... Stable." "Stable is just another word for Dead, Julian!" Clara shouted, stepping toward the avatar. "Look at the gardener! Look at the birds! They’re trapped! You haven't saved them; you’ve Archived them!"

Aiming directly for my head. “Violettaaaa!”

He just wanted these two cars specifically. Once he had paid for them, a valet took him to the cars which were now outside in a back parking lot. I watched as Damien entered both cars and installed artificial intelligences into both. One was his own, Cortana. The other was my mothers, Shiva. I had been using Shiva since my mothers passing. I saw no reason to get a new one, when hers worked just fine.