Novel & Cerita Bayangan Hitam Terbang

Then Hale zoomed the external camera feed. And everyone saw him. Standing on the wing of his aircraft. Standing. On the wing. In the middle of a storm. Lightning illuminating him against the darkness. Rain crashing against him. The sight looked unreal. Like something pulled from a nightmare. A tall figure dressed entirely in black. Motionless. Watching. Waiting. Even through the camera feed His presence felt wrong. Predatory. Ancient. Dangerous. The cabin fell silent. Because nobody expected a human being to do that.

I would visualize things and they would happen. Remi's shadow solidified. Ember buzzed around his head franticly, dive-bombing his face. He ducked and swatted at the rapid firefly trying to avoid its anger. It definitely looked angry. Remi gave me a pleading looking then faded out of view into the shadows.

It sounded like a jet falling. The soldiers’ fire faltered for a beat as everyone looked up. The next instant a black comet slammed into the center of the hangar — right into the thickest cluster of military personnel. The impact was so great the concrete floor fractured in waves and the blast threw those standing nearby aside. From the dust cloud enormous, pitch-black wings unfurled, blotting out the floodlights. Nathan. He stood there in full size, and the anger radiating off him was almost tangible. His eyes were not merely black — they were like two bottomless wells that swallowed light.

Stretching my hand out was just instinct. My picture frame that should have slammed into the floor and scattered into a million pieces was floating in the air, hanging inches from the floor, covered in black. The black ink was stretching forth from my fingers. I screamed and snatched my hands back, snapping the blackness in half. The picture, broken from its strange black tether fell to the floor with a loud bang. The resulting smash was enough to make me jump in fear once more. I would have gone insane if it weren't for James.

The black star pulsed again. Once. Twice. Then a third time. The entire First World trembled. Our daughter tightened her fingers around mine. Mama, what is happening? I looked at Cassian. His expression was grim. I don't know. The black star suddenly cracked. A line of darkness spread across the sky. Then another. And another. Within seconds, the entire sky looked like shattered glass. Kael came running from the palace. Arielle! I turned.

Even Caitlin’s scream didn’t sound out. Then, all at once, everything went black. Everything was silent. What have I done? Caitlin thought desperately. There was nothing to see, nothing to hear. Caitlin had no idea what had happened. Then a small white light appeared before Caitlin’s eyes. The light flickered, and Caitlin thought it resembled an old black-and-white movie reel, shaking as the images moved before her. There was no sound, just a flickering image of a cemetery and a mob of angry villagers.

The surroundings were filled with these kinds of things. Even those who did not have a concentrated heart disease could not help but feel their scalps turn numb when they saw their numbers. The ground was full of wriggling black "long streams". You couldn't even see the original color of the ground. However, this was not the end. Just as the two of them were shocked and facing the surroundings, they suddenly heard a buzzing sound. They looked back and saw that in the air, there were dense black things flying in this direction.

Maya screamed, pointing at the sky. Ren looked up. Through a break in the heavy yellow smog, he saw them. High above, silhouetted against the grey clouds, were five black, triangular shapes. They didn't have propellers. They didn't have jet exhausts. They moved with silent, anti-gravity propulsion. Vulture-Class Bombers. "They're early," Ren cursed. He slammed the buggy into gear and floored it. TIME: 11:50 HOURS. LOCATION: THE TRANSMISSION TOWER.

BOOM! Black crystal fragments scattered across the deck. Then a second exploded. Then a third. Then hundreds. The fleet was collapsing. Something was killing them. Something none of them could see. Then suddenly— a shadow appeared above the ships. Huge. Massive. Ancient. Floating in the sky. The shape of a giant bird. But wrong. Its wings blocked the sun. Its eyes burned silver. Not red. Silver. Then Valen went pale. Immediately. Then: "No." Thomas looked at him.

The mirror, right, we have to get to the mirror. “THE DOOR WON’T BUDGE!” We hear a shout from the terrace on the third floor. More people shouted and starts to run around thinking that it is the end of their lives. The black matter is still getting bigger and bigger, the one on the ceiling has already reached the walls, the one on the chandelier has already spread on the floor. It turns everything it touches into black like it is eating everything it gets to put its hands on.