Beyblade Metal Zero Novels & Stories

Kaelen The heavy metal security door of cell block seven glided shut behind us with a definitive, mechanical thud that buried Alpha Bryce’s ruined protests in the deep concrete sub-levels. I didn't loosen my grip on Elara’s hand as we marched back toward the main vertical transit lift. The reinforced carbon-fiber plating of our tactical armor brushed together with every stride, a sharp, metallic rhythm that matched the cold, unrelenting focus of our shared mind. Through the fated mate bond, the golden thread between our hearts was vibrating at a dense, heavy frequency, anchoring the raw, dark dominance of the Midnight Eclipse line straight into my own Alpha successor core.

A red dotted map appears, indicating that the Lord is in danger and at the point shown on Don Lee's cell phone. Don Lee was a little confused, he knew, his master was not someone to be easily defeated. He was sure, the situation that befell his master was not an ordinary situation. That's why, he brought many of his troops to the location point. Not only ordinary troops, Don Lee also brought the greatest troops in martial arts. ______ Jordan Catwalk entered the laboratory room. The man carried a syringe with a green liquid in it. "What do you want from us?" asked Jeremy. Jordan, who was walking with Diana and Jack beside him, laughed.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

she knew he needed them alive. I saw my Bella smile and nodded at her after she had spoken. Henry asked his men to do a count of the girls and to make sure that they were all there! My face lit up as I saw a couple of our men dressed in Henry’s men’s uniforms pretending to be part of their team. From watching my Bella, I could tell that she was also planning something. Those two girls were by her side again and continued whispering! “WHAT IS GOING ON WITH YOU THREE?” Henry shouted at them. My Bella responded in a hoarse, almost a whisper, that they were just scared, and she was only comforting them. Damn! My Bella’s voice was gone, too. That Demon was going to pay for all that he did to her

Just one. A single line of green text appeared on the main screen. REBOOT COMPLETE. Then, a second line. HELLO, MOTHER. I stared at the screen. Who are you? I typed. The cursor blinked. I AM ZERO, came the reply. AND I AM EVERYONE. I looked at Zero's body. Her eyes snapped open. They weren't white. And they weren't gold. They were black. Absorbing all light. She sat up. The leather restraints snapped like twine.

The shockwave blew out every remaining glass monitor on the bridge and sent Kenji sliding across the floor. The "invincible" golden shield of the alien god held for a millisecond before spider-webbing with cracks. "Break!" Sebastian roared, unleashing a localized burst of Zero-Point energy directly from his knuckles. The shield shattered into a million pieces. Sebastian followed through, driving his left hook directly into the Executioner's flawless golden breastplate.

Elodie growled. "Am I?" Subject Zero laughed. It was Elodie’s laugh, but stripped of the warmth, replaced by a metallic edge. "I’m the one who survived the extraction. You’re just the biological waste left behind." The air between them began to hum. Elodie’s skin prickled as the White Moon energy surged, a physical weight pushing against the oxygen in the room. Subject Zero didn't reach for a weapon. She tilted her head, and a counter-wave of dark, artificial light pulsed from her chest.

The Forest — Seconds Before Collapse Snow blasted backward as Z-03 stepped out of the shattered treeline. It was bigger than Z-04. Taller. Heavier. Its armor looked older—almost ancient, the plates etched with strange patterns that pulsed faintly blue. But its eyes… Its eyes were soft. Not hostile. Not hungry. Just awake. Z-04 stood rigid, blocking Lena’s path as if protecting her from Z-03—or preventing her from reaching it.

We used the Sovereign Pulse. Eryx became the Grey-Iron Shield, his body expanding until he was a titan of prehistoric metal, absorbing the "Delete" commands of the Avatar. I became the Sovereign Blade, my entire being turning into a shaft of emerald-white light that pierced the heart of the Zero Cycle. The battle for the Twenty-First Cycle was a war of Definition.

“How… did you know about Ground-Scrincan…” “If you had come a day earlier, you might have actually been able to kill me with your sword,” Kayson said indifferently. There was indignation in Ghoul Sword’s gaze as he asked, “What’s the name of your last move?” “Novem Lightning Zero Impact, which is triggered by lightning energy. I’m at the sixth stage now, so the lightning energy will erupt six times continuously within your body.” “No wonder… My tendons were destroyed within an instant and my inner energy vanished.”