Avenger Weapon Novels & Stories

Everything happened at once. Viktor shifted mid-roar, his bear-wolf form massive and primordial. The Draven twins moved like synchronized nightmares. I lunged for Ava, but she was already moving—faster than should have been possible three weeks post-birth—drawing the silver dagger I'd given her for their wedding from the folds of her dress. The assassin materialized before her, hand raised, fingers lengthening into glass-like claws. Ava smiled. And pressed the blade to Alexander's tiny throat.

Kaelen planted his feet like twin pillars of lead at the forward edge of the catwalk, his heavy broadsword locked in a rising guard, while Asher dropped to one knee behind us, leveling his tactical rifle at the lowering Vanguard platforms. The twenty-four Vanguard enforcers, moments away from executing a synchronized breach, hesitated. Their heavy, gold-and-silver Sunfang armor creaked as several turned their visors away from us, peering down into the blinding red glow awakening at the bottom of the pit. "Focus, you fools!" the Vanguard strike commander yelled over the intercom, raising his heavy broadaxe. "The siphon is running! Keep them pinned until—" He never finished the sentence.

"The Ghost Army is drawing its processing power! Its physical defenses are compromised!" "Light it up!" Ren roared. Ren snapped the Archangel to his shoulder and fired. CRACK. The hypersonic sabot round struck the Avatar dead center. But it didn't pierce. The liquid-metal alloy instantly hardened at the point of impact, absorbing the kinetic energy and rippling outward like a stone dropped in a pond. The bullet dropped harmlessly to the floor. "Kinetic immunity," Ren calculated instantly. "Tank! Use the EMPs!" Leo held the trigger down. The heavy machine gun roared, spitting a stream of blue-tipped EMP rounds at the floating Avatar.

"We are exceptional warriors. In today's world, the only thing that could kill us would be a bullet to the brain. That would not allow us to have the capacity to shift, so we would die of the wound." Liv scrubbed her hands up and down her face. "I think I need a drink." Brodi was out of his chair in an instant. "Of course, Elskling. What would you like? We have tea, juice, coffee…" "Whisky," she answered flatly. Brodi cocked a brow in surprise. "Coming right up!"

They had no faces, only glowing laser scale and heavy kinetic projector weapons. The old guard systems of Aegis-Null did not see Vesper as allies. For cold logic of the Azilla protocols she was just the monster they fight outside wanted. Raven defended herself, his blade in the left, the gun in the Right hand. The blade woke up to life with a bright, blue cliche. He Vesper looked at, and at this moment the absolute danger of life prevailed between them no more mistrust. Only the cold, sharp band of two hunters in

Then the figure dissolved into smoke, leaving silence in their wake. Avery’s hands shook slightly as the group dispersed to the weapon racks. She followed Kael to their station, where an obsidian case waited. Inside lay a scythe unlike hers—sleek, etched with faint silver lines that glowed as she reached for it. Armor rested beside it: black plates fitted to her size, curved to protect but light enough not to hinder. “Take it,” Kael instructed. Avery lifted the weapon. It was heavier than her old scythe, humming faintly in her grip as though aware of her uncertainty. She fumbled with the balance, adjusting her stance.

They quickly run and find out majority of white warriors left alongside with their three friends. “Maru!” Rico shouted and made his way to them as he slash the fleshes of the enemies on his way. Niffa did the same, flamed up and creates a sword out of her green flame and attack the enemies without hesitation. Geuron watch them, as he felt a sudden fear. He look at his hands, they were shaking. He wiggle his head to avoid thinking of being afraid. His memories on releasing his flame towards the eagle’s head came across his mind.

Knowing that they need a weapon to fight. "Whoa, I didn't know there is a place like this here." Ashleigh's amazement turned to excitement when she saw the weapons. "I want to try them all!" "But you can't, I will just pick something I can move easily with." Vanessa said and chose a fan as her weapon, her favorite, the paralyzing one. "Your organization gave us some of your weapons. Andrius knew that this day would come, he doesn't want anything bad to happen to you here."

Ravan replied in stern voice and harshly pulled out his sword by making Vivan fall down on his knees. Vivan lightly supported his body by pressing on arm on floor and other on his bleeding heart wound “Randhir Bha… bhai… mere.. chita ko agni dena… koi nhi hai tumhare siva mera yeha (Randhir Brother…… do my Cremation as I have no one else buy you)” Vivan said as his body fell down on floor covered in pool of his own blood while his eyes remained on Ravan face in meantime Ravan to kept his eyes on Vivan who was now slowly slipping in to death mouth by standing tall above him holding ‘khanda’ in his hand as blood kept oozing form his arm where bullet was shot when unexpectedly a lone tear drop

she admitted. Brandon flew over to where the first Assassin lay on the ground, intending to take him out before he got his faculties back, but by the time her uncle arrived, the man was stirring enough to defend himself. A Hunter could always kill a Guardian, regardless of what sort of ammunition was in use. The only way a Guardian could kill a Hunter or a Hunter could kill another Hunter was with titanium. “What are they using?” Jo demanded Scott answered, “Titanium.”