Avatar Marines Novels & Stories

Marvin recognized who was attacking them; it was the Jade Packs led by Aron Cruiger. They have attacked them in the past multiple times but were defeated and now their size has doubled since their last attack. Aron was the only one who's in human form while the rest of his armies were in their wolf form. He stood in front with full confidence as he belittled the Phantom packs. "Aron, when will you ever learn your lesson?" Charlie mockingly said.

When Ves logged into Iron Spirit, he visited the support section in order to register a free virtual license. The game charged a lot of credits for the virtual license of the The Marlin Solutions 1004-HRF 5th Generation armor plating. Considering that anyone could make a living if they designed and sold even a halfway decent mech, the prices weren't unreasonable.

They turned and ran away from the explosion. Once they were sure that the remaining marines fled, everybody stood up. Rifle still at ready but now feeling more sure that the worse was behind them. A power-armor came up to their left flank. It looked almost the same as the ones the Empire Marines used except this one had a shoulder-mounted missile launcher on its right instead of the autocannons. Its colors were also different—this one had the Kalayaan Olive Drab and Coyote Brown Digital Camo. "Hot damn! Took you long enough, 1," Mountain roared in laughter.

This was Tank. He was massive—a seven-foot-tall juggernaut of heavy power armor, painted in industrial yellow and black hazard stripes. One arm was a standard manipulator; the other ended in a rotary minigun barrel. Despite the terrifying appearance, his voice was young, warm, and sounded like he was smiling. Ren walked over to the table. His avatar, Wraith, was less flashy—a ghillie suit made of optical-camo fabric and a long-range rifle slung over his shoulder.

VANE: ANG TRAIDOR SA LIWANAG ​Sa gitna ng kanilang pagkamangha, isang malakas na pagyanig ang naganap. Ang kisame ng hall ay nabutas at mula roon ay bumaba ang anim na tactical ships ng "Project Icarus." ​Si Dr. Aris Vane ay lumabas mula sa pangunahing barko, suot ang isang armor na gawa sa ginto at itim na chrome. Sa kanyang kamay ay hawak niya ang "Icarus Lance"—isang device na kayang humigop ng memorya at DNA sa isang iglap.

"Come with me, we got a meeting." "Meeting?" Lukas asked. "Remember the liaison officers from the other paranormal combat units? They're here." Lukas walked towards the Major and followed him across the hallway. "Are there any foreigners?" "No," Veras replied. "Just the local units." They entered the wooden doors of the briefing room. To the left stood the men and women of the AWB Marines, wearing the uniform that possessed the same color as their regular units. To the right were airmen in an all black battle dress uniform. The 666IB's battle uniforms were a camouflage mixture of black, green, white and grey, although in combat, it was just all black topped with grey reactive armor plates th

He says before leaving me with a group of young adults looking up. I follow their gaze and almost immediately, my face shows up on the screen along with some information about me. Name: AVA COLLINS Age: 21 Crimes: Mass Murder, Arson, Kidnapping etc Qualities: Pro in weaponry, Skillful, Has Anger issues, Dangerous and conniving nature. Grade: A* Well, I guess I know why that woman was asking so many questions. Everyone seems shocked apart from the dangerous clique. They just seem impressed. After a while, Everyone goes back to whatever they were doing and the girl Rhea walks up to me wearing black workout clothes.

Creed introduced me, kissing me on the forehead and I smiled at our guests. I looked at them and did a quick checkup. To the left, standing there with tattoos all over his hands and ears piercing, he towered with his tall and lean body. His hair was silver and had brown eyes. He looked unapproachable, and I am guessing he is Alpha Kai of the Midnights Pack. To his right was a more muscular and buff body with silver hair and dark eyes with golden rings. He looked intimidating too, but then I guess all Alphas are. His eyes were deep as if he could see through my soul.

said Arkane. I observed everyone smiling in the crowd. I could see in their eyes how much hope they had for him. They believed he could save them from this cruel world, and I too was starting to believe. "Contemplating last night while protecting you all while you sleep, I thought of a name that best represents us, a name that makes us far closer than a family born from the same blood, and that is The Pain Pack. Pain is what makes us trust and understand each other, and pain is what brings us close and makes us closer than a family of the same blood," he ended.

"Tell her." "Tell me everything," the world came back in hyper-focus, adrenaline as the shock wore off. "Spare no detail." My son! My son was alive! And I would kill whoever had taken him. "I'd never seen armor like theirs," Marisa said. "It was red, dark like a wine stain. No one could crack it. They were organized, not bandits, professional, unlike mercenaries. Too clean. Soldiers." The air around me crackled, and I felt my fangs lengthen: "Who's?"