Bakugan: Mechtanium Surge Bakugan Novels & Stories

Listening to his assistants not having any confidence in him got him more angry and nervous at the same time Lt. Surge "Lets starts, Raichu thunderbolt" Lauren "Ivysaur counter it with energy ball" the energy ball was created in a second as Ivysaur had got used to it and now he could shoot multiple energy ball one after another, as the energy ball and the thunder bold collided the thunderbolt was easily dispelled and the energy ball continued and hit Raichu and send him flying, Lt. Surge couldn't believe that his Raichu's move got defeated so easily as he greeted his teeth

"Forget it, let's do the main thing first." Victor didn't pay too much attention to the mining area. He ran back to the heavy-duty truck and took out all the mousetraps. Why did he get so many mousetraps? Because after the mechanical apocalypse, most creatures on Earth would become mechanized, including rats. Once a creature was mechanized, it would generate a Source Crystal. Ordinary Source Crystals weren't as valuable as high-grade ones, but they could be used to increase the mecha's evolution progress, so the more the better.

The battered cockpit flew off in a random direction with the Fantasia's gun stuck in its shell. The boy was ecstatic to see his gamble succeed. He stopped the boosters, causing his mech to abruptly slow down and trip. It took an embarrassingly long time to get his mech up on its feet, but the kid felt too flushed with success to feel any bother about it. The 2R-E lumbered back to the crashed 1R model.

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."

If she never saw his face again, she wanted to remember him. Slate shifted into his dragon form, hunching down for her to climb aboard, which she did. Once she was settled, he sprang into the air, leaping up into the sky above the trees, his wings flapping furiously as he fought gravity’s pull. Soon enough, she was soaring through the sky again, the forest beneath them. In the distance, she could see the walls around Beelzanburg, and beyond that, the castle sprang out of the darkness, torches lighting the turrets, marking the guards that would do whatever they could to keep them from breaking into their fortress and stealing the Heart of Magic.

Agent Drake rubbed Agent Martinez on her back when her giggling caused her to cough. “So your daughter loves the boy band BTS!?” The gunman shouted out through his booming Texas drawl, startling Agent Martinez and Agent Drake. The terrorist couldn’t wait to interrupt their conversation. “All the members in that boy band are dead, aren’t they? It is incredible how Counterfeit technology can revive the living. I heard Counterfeit people don’t like it when you call them a machine. Counterfeit people think of themselves as being human, since they can reproduce and have babies and families like us. They’re our creation. You think they might take over the world?” The gunman stared fiercely at Agen

LYRA "I don't trust her Damien. I need to lure her down to get to Magnus, she's gullible enough to think I'm stupid enough to fall for her tricks" Sage says through his phone call My lips quivered as I peeped through his room standing like a statue as his words reached my hearing. Every piece of my heart-shattering. "She has to produce an heir for me before I reject her and I'm sure by that time we've gotten to achieve our main goal," He says yet again.

Just to have fun at his expense . "You see? "raised an eyebrow "You're defending because it's just like you, a bitch like your brother Matt ... That was the drop that spilled the glass, after that bio all red. He released the first punch and from one moment to the next he was already hitting him all over his face. The boy who was under his body was not left behind with the blows, but Matt had a great advantage and was that he was born in the slums and that place taught you how to survive at the point of blows.

I whispered. He nodded once, his jaw tightening as if fighting his own emotions. Then he turned and began to walk away. I watched him until he disappeared beyond the archway, the ache in my chest deepening. When the garden was quiet again, I lifted my face to the moon and whispered, “If the moon gave me this bond, then I’ll protect it… even if it breaks me first.” Rema hummed softly inside me. That’s the spirit, my Luna. And though my heart still hurt, I stood taller, stronger. Because if the world wanted to see me fall… then I’d rise, again and again, until they bowed their heads in respect.