B Block Animatic Battle Novels & Stories

He spun around theatrically, holding the crowd of timid townspeople in the palm of his hand, “For her mate - her chosen one is Rocco Valence! Or as you know him, the orphan of the last whore to get her throat slit on these cobbles.” The crowd mumbled and whispered together, checking the perimeter I saw Selene’s blonde sisters hovering nearest to the cage. Adam, the one from the photographs was nowhere to be seen, I’d rather know where that sneaky fucker was before it all kicks off. Wicknace then suddenly threw the axe at us with a strength that was surprising considering his fat, ancient age. As we separated to avoid the spinning blade the three of them shifted. Jimmy and Julien were huge, w

Darkness surrounds me. My body pulls against the restraints, but nothing seems to work. My eyes look across the room, seeing the things. Growling, I pull harder and watch as people move around me. “Before you return it, we need more samples.” I watch his body walk to mine, the needle piercing through me. Growling, I snap forward, but it’s useless. I’m locked in. “Cut some skin off.” He turns as he speaks. I feel the blade slice across me. Howling, I fight, but it’s useless. Darkness sweeps away the images.

My talons hit the stone floor. Click, click, click. Bastian's eyebrows lifted. I speared him with my red eyes. "I am not," smoke left my nostrils, "laying an egg."

His eyes were focused, almost predatory, as he took in the scene. The man holding me hesitated, his grip loosening just enough. Matthew stepped forward, his body coiled and ready, and in one swift motion, he pulled out a small black baton from behind his pants. He clicked on a button, and it suddenly stretched into a thick metal rod. His fist tightened around it and swung at my first attacker; it collided with his jaw, sending him reeling. I stumbled back as Matthew took on the other men with swift, calculated movements. He moved like a fighter—each swing controlled, each kick aimed to do maximum damage.

He banged the can again, faster this time, directing the sound toward the Lurker Slime still lurking in the distance. CRASH! CLANG! CLATTER! The sound provoked the angry Lurker Slime. GRAOOOOHHH! HIIISSSSSSS! The roar drew closer, signaling that it had begun to move. "You're trying to make them all fight each other?!" Lia asked, her voice a mix of horror and admiration. "Yes!" Bima nodded. "We have to make them eliminate each other, Lia! This isn't our fight!" [System Suggestion: 'Chaos is your ally!'. Use your 'Meme Creator Skill' to provoke the Vlogger BOSS and the Twitchers into fighting!]

"Use everything they gave you!" A second attacker rushes us, a massive brute wielding a tactical baton. He swings low, aiming for my knees. I block the strike with my forearms, feeling the metal impact against my bones without pain, a remnant of my artificial resilience. I twist, using his own momentum against him, and drive my elbow straight into his chest with enough force to lift him off his feet. He hits the ground and doesn't get back up. "You're fighting like a machine," Liam yells over the deafening roar of the automatic weapons.

the announcer says so quickly I stop breathing so I can hear him properly. "Commander Burk will be fighting a Mangog...Captain Nole will be fighting a Latroot...Lieutenant Modok will be fighting a Bunte...Commander Garlof will be fighting a Zobilo...Captian Cull will be fighting a Balsig," the announcer says, and I try to recall the description of a Bunte. I read about all the beasts during the first week of being here and the names are all jumbled in my mind. But the Bunte is the creature Bolis chose to fight, so it can't be too bad.

"They are obviously all from the past." Brodi nodded and chewed the inside of his cheek in thought. His Beta was right, but why were they here? And how had so many made the journey? Suddenly, a battle cry had their heads jerking up just in time to see a tall, platinum-blonde woman come rushing at them, a dagger raised to strike. Brodi stepped to the side and disarmed her, but it was not without effort. She was strong and she fought his hold like a wild thing.