Beyblade Metal Face Bolt Novels & Stories

“Damn it… so those bastards really are after the second face.” Hunter Oscar steps forward, brows furrowed. “This ‘second face’—what even is it? I mean, I get that it’s some kind of beast, but what exactly does it do?” Alpha Steinhart’s expression darkens as he speaks. “The Megetsune holds five faces—each a manifestation of pure destruction. The first is Possession. The second… Devour.”

The other part of me. The Ailuranthrope power that has been dormant, almost forgotten, rises like a storm. It clashes with the bond, pushing back against the invisible force trying to take hold of me. My skin tingles and a strange warmth spreads through me, battling the icy grip of Ryker’s bond.

My heartbeats a little faster as I remember his face when I gave both him and Caden the metal clip that attached to his shoulder to help him with his strength and speed. I swallow, feeling my wolf stir as I grab the door handle. “I’ll give you a moment. Just call if you need me,” I nod as her steps retreat down the hall. I enter the room, looking at the man on the bed. My jaw clenches at seeing what has become of him. His body is blackened and marred to be near unrecognisable. The only thing I see is the glint of silver on his shoulder. “Beck,” my voice breaks as the door shuts. I stare at my fallen beta.

Though silent, the shade exuded a menacing presence, its faintly glowing eyes piercing the darkness. From the sidelines, I observed Bella closely, my arms crossed as I leaned against a wooden post. "Do not let it intimidate you," I called out, my voice cutting through the tension. "It may seem formidable, but it is merely a manifestation of my power. Focus on its movements." Bella nodded, steeling herself as she adjusted her stance. The sword quivered in her grasp, but a glint of determination shone in her eyes.

Though silent, the shade exuded a menacing presence, its faintly glowing eyes piercing the darkness. From the sidelines, I observed Bella closely, my arms crossed as I leaned against a wooden post. "Do not let it intimidate you," I called out, my voice cutting through the tension. "It may seem formidable, but it is merely a manifestation of my power. Focus on its movements." Bella nodded, steeling herself as she adjusted her stance. The sword quivered in her grasp, but a glint of determination shone in her eyes.

That's it. Agarez stared intently at Baymont, his gaze frighteningly focused, as if a warrior of natural excellence had finally found a worthy opponent. A retreating light flared in his dark eyes, and the scales on the side of his face stretched, their edges glowing with a sharp, cold light.

“But I will help you. Help you drain the spires of their power. Biadet.” She waved a feeble hand, and Biadet went to a drawer to take out something shiny. She held it out for me. It was a spike, exactly like the one I used to have. A simple, sharp point with a curved handle, but the metal was like a mirror. “I thought you’d prefer it like this,” said Biadet. “A local blacksmith made it.” The spike felt good as I moved it around. “What’s it made of?” “Chrome-plated steel,” said the Queen.

BLADE'S POV I had been at the balcony staring at the beautiful constellations when she had walked towards the horsemen fountain which was one of my favorite artwork in the house and was also Dexter's most hated artwork. The cool breeze had swept her golden blonde hair across her face making her more enticing to my wolf. "Just stop it!" I snapped at Jordan. The fact that she wasn't terrified by the scary ten foot tall horsemen statues by the fountain made me develop an instant liking towards her.

The water spout, as wild and powerful as a tornado, crashed down, snuffing out the flames instantly. Gasps of astonishment rippled through the crowd. Rendok's face turned pale with shock. "I'm no ordinary werewolf. I guess you didn't do your research," Blaze said, his voice dripping with mockery and contempt. Blaze raised his hands, and from his palms, brilliant light beams shot out, piercing through the air with deadly precision. The dragons became targets in his deadly game, each beam striking with unerring accuracy.

: 0 Credits : 1,00,400 Condition. : poor eyesight Build. : thin Combat Strength :40 Skills learned. : None Martial arts Iron fist (Adimurai-Basics) Potential. : Z Rank Element control. : None Mods available. Artificial heart (X grade), Bionic eyes (Z grade) ___________________________________________ " Whoo, that's nice, my mod energy, combat strength has increased a lot, ", said Ben.