Beyblade X Strike Hawk の小説・ストーリー

His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder. I flinched as the stick Big Jim held whistled downwards, landing in the space between Aaron's collar bone and neck. My stomach rose to my throat at the sound of the landing thwack. Aaron grunted and faltered back, giving himself a moment to shake the hit off before he took a calculated lunge forward, knocking Big Jim flat on his back. The bigger man's wrist thick rod spilled from his sweaty grip and rolled outside the four markers. Aaron leapt off to the side and crouched behind his opponent, oblivious of t

He raised his hand briefly in acknowledgement. When Beast reached the monitoring room TK punched him playfully in the arm but it still hurt a little. "What the hell was that for?" "Making me loose ten bucks. The fat girl came back AND she talked to your ugly ass." He shrugged and hoped he had hidden his smile. "Oh…well I didn't scare her off, that's for sure." TK clapped him on his back to show that he was just kidding. Christopher felt kind of good. When everyone had returned to their work he flipped the monitor back to the gym.

Then he would face the embodiment of terror. With supernatural speed, I darted across the street and dove into the alley between the two buildings. Bastard didn’t know he was dealing with an enforcer from the Volkovs, the notorious werewolf mafia, and my adopted family. Few outside of our pack knew we were actual werewolves and we liked it that way. My claws extended and I raked them down the side of the dumpster. I heard his heart rate speed up, and I smiled. “You stole from the wrong person,” I said, adding a growl at the end.

Draken stood among Xander and Azure. Nannies were taking care of little Sarah and Nathan. "He's teaching me how to be fast in sparring. Well, the attitude comes from you, Hunter. Don't act so surprised." She muttered and he narrowed his eyes on her. "I can see the decent bones in you rebelling," He pointed. She passed him a cheeky grin. "It's called freedom, Hunter. And it is deliciously tempting." She mused and he flicked her forehead again. She legit stopped the sudden attack but he was too damn fast and landed the hit.

If this misses… He didn’t finish the thought. Echo Shot. A second arrow formed alongside the first, mirroring the charge, doubling the weight of what he was about to release. Nine seconds. The spider shifted suddenly, its body angling as if it could feel the pressure building. Riley’s arm trembled. “Riley!” Hayes snapped. “Now would be good!” Ten. Riley released. The arrow snapped forward, curving mid-flight as Homing Strike corrected its path, locking onto the weak point with perfect precision.

“Strike One.” “Strike Two.” Beckett had almost made the jackpot. The crowd erupted. My breath caught. My grip turned white-hot. He was leading me on, toying with me. I saw it in his grin. In the way he danced around the edges of my fury with ease. And I snapped. I lunged forward hard. No more patience. Just brute, burning force. Our blades clashed again and again. He stumbled . “Strike Two.” I panted, we were even now. My body burned. Sweat dripped down my jaw. He was so fast, his footwork exeptional and his blade struck fast like a cobra.

It had run into a terrifying strike. "Luck is really on my side. A thunder core just waiting to be found, and a half apex overbeast, too. I'll kill Storm Phoenix and take his apex overbeast inner core. Once I combine it with the thunder core, I'll not only reach Supreme level. I'll rocket straight to the top. Who could stop me, then?"

James instantly dashed out of the purplish-red light rays and cast the Terrastride Step, appearing in front of Xachary in the blink of an eye. Boom! James raised his hand and delivered a powerful punch, unleashing a violent Marciais Power toward Xachary. Caught off guard, Xachary barely had time to turn his head before the forceful blow shattered his nose. Blood splattered as his body was propelled backward after being struck by the Marciais Power. James gave Xachary no chance to retaliate. He swiftly activated the Dawnblaze Form and intercepted the Xachary’s trajectory Xachary. Then, he infused his Marciais Power into his fist and swung hard.

Mathew boomed, “the King and Queen of all realms have approved our request to change or rather should I say combine the names of SilverMoon and Hawk Hill to SilverHawk pack. So, welcome SilverHawk pack.” “SilverHawk!” Every member old and new cheered and howled. Storm scratched her arm. “What’s wrong Sugarbear?” Blaze asked. “My arm is itching.” She winced. Blaze lifted her arm and looked at it. He watched a tattoo began to etch itself on her arm. “What the…” He whispered. He removed his jacket and lifted his shirt sleeve. “It’s the same design,” Alex murmured, “it’s a new pack symbol.”