Beyblade Metal Zero Novels & Stories

The detonator skittered across the pier, falling into the dark water below. "You... you 'Dormant' piece of filth!" Kaelen gasped, clutching his shoulder. I didn't wait. I lunged. I didn't use a blade. I didn't use a blast. I channeled the Platinum-Zero frequency into my fist and slammed it into Kaelen’s chest. The impact wasn't just physical; it was a total frequency-collapse. The artificial emerald light in his eyes shattered like glass, his body going limp as the Void-energy I had anchored in my own marrow overrode his stolen power.

Blade came out with his usual all black clothing—a big black sweatshirt, a black baggy jean, black glasses, black face cap, black sneakers— and a revolver carefully tucked by his side. To my shock, the passenger door opened and a girl came out. She was obviously young, probably fourteen or fifteen with red hair and a round hazel eyes which peered at me through the glass of the coffee shop. I couldn’t help but wonder who she was and why Blade had decided to bring her along. They both shared words before walking towards the coffee shop. “Emily!” Blade called as he walked inside with his companion right behind him. “I’m right here,” I said waving my hands in the air to draw his attention.

Jumping over it, he hits me with the batons and I feel the electricity running through me. Screaming as I step back, I raise my leg and kick the knight away. Falling to the ground, he rolls back before landing on his feet and pushing himself up. This time, I manage to hit the knight with the wooden beam, knocking him down. With him on the ground, I rise the beam over my head and slam it down. SpeedBlade: Seeing the beam falling toward me, I roll out of the way and the only thing Heavy Metal hits is the ground. Stopping, I climb up and lunge at Heavy Metal with the batons.

The tribe’s guards near him, responded with a yell making a way by cutting down the creepers to the direction of the girl. Finally making it out he whistled calling his desert beast amidst the battle then jumped on it and rushes to the location. Smashed through unaware Frankenstein and his underlings. The desert beast reptile clamped its sharpened teeth down to the arm of the fat being and Jamal almost slashing smirking Frankenstein on his shoulder but was shielded by Zero-Zero's long metal rod as the little girl jumped away from the impact. Suddenly brume poured out from Zero-Zero's hands immediately cloaking Frankenstein and his underlings, Jamal leapt out from the brume without hesitating

he moistened, as saliva and blood driped from his lips. He came up with all strength against the ground, not flat on the belly fall. His green eyes flickered uncontrolled. “Zieh... you... back, Jada!” The whipmaker came a step closer. Clicking his heavy military boots rhythmically on the concrete. He didn't pay attention to the suffering Apex. His red, mechanical eye was fixed to me. “Interesting,” he muttered. “Subject Zero does not respond to the usual aggression Increase. His brain waves show protective instincts. The compatibility rate of this

Nomo roared, swinging the hammer with all his might. The hammer hit the glass with a thunderous crack, but the mirror didn't shatter. It felt like hitting a wall of solid diamond. The vibration traveled up Nomo’s arms, numbing his shoulders, and the hammer flew from his hands, clattering across the floor. "I am the First Daughter, little man. I am the blueprint for the Sovereign," Subject Zero said, her form beginning to solidify as she finally stepped through the threshold. The violet mist coiled around her like a royal robe. "And I have found new allies. The Mirror Walkers don't want a Queen. They want a goddess. And I am happy to oblige."

Subject Zero’s lips moved. No voice. No breath. But I saw the shape. Nia. The command collapsed. Not exploded. Not shattered dramatically. Collapsed, like a body finally allowed to die. The silver threads went dark. The machine sparked once and died. The core in Subject Zero’s chest cracked from the inside. I pulled the extraction blade free, and this time the core came with it, black-red light fading between the metal prongs. Anya snatched a containment case from the machine table and shoved it open.

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.

Jay said sternly as he mixed the batter for pancakes. "Yes. No. I could make friends though, I'll kill two sparrows with a single arrow, become friends with Shivansh Sinha. He's the son of Shivaay Sinha, I could dig in deeper about this Zero character and put an end to him. This way, I'll make friends and even wipe out my enemy." Maya replied as she sat on the counter sipping her banana milkshake. "I told you not to underestimate this Zero, he could be anyone for all we know." Jay said as he continued making pancakes.