Black Lagoon Revy Guns Novels & Stories

“They tried shooting me twice but they missed. It's a MCMillan TAC-50 gun. A far distance gun, like a sniper.” "Wait, did you just say MCmillan TAC-50? It has three bullets, two missed, one hit the Don right? The….black goths, that's their mafia gun. They all use MCmillan TAC-50, no other weapon! They're Landon's biggest rival before he died!” Dylan said. “They want our assets!" He added. My eyes widened. "The black goths?! Wait….. you mean the same one who their boss has-”.

A huge black wolf with large teeth, growling at me with hunger. Fear engulfed me at the sight of this monster! I have never seen such height nor a black wolf before. And most especially, its eyes. They are... Green?

“Probably because they don’t want to fight either. They looked too tired. Like they needed help more than a fight. Lyra, do you even know Song Pack’s signature color?” Caught off guard, I shrug. “No. I always thought it didn’t matter. I mean… I grew up a Running River warrior. My mate is Running River. This territory’s unfamiliar. Why would I care about a rival’s colors?” “Silver,” Bram says, with certainty. “Their color is silver.” “That’s… cool? I mean, I’ve always been partial to silver, but what does their banner color have to do with whether it’s safe to be on their land?”

Maybe… Maybe this was how it was always meant to be. Nina received one of the most exquisite dolls I had ever seen, crafted with such detail that it looked almost exactly like her. It was the kind of doll she had always wanted, the kind that was nearly impossible to find back in Moonglow. Nico, on the other hand, was gifted a sleek remote-control car, its polished body gleaming under the light, with tiny headlights that flickered to life and a working radio that made him gasp in pure delight. Both gifts were far more elaborate than anything I had expected.

Queen Mother Rhea smiled at me with a cold gleam in her eyes and slowly raised her small silver dagger. The warm candlelight from the iron wall sconces reflected off the sharp edge of the polished blade. I tightened my grip on the heavy brass candlestick in my left hand and prepared to swing it at her head if she lunged forward. Rhea did not charge across the room or try to stab me in the chest with her weapon. She paced across the black marble floor with a slow and calculated grace while she inspected my ruined appearance.

"The Shepherd said the Arbiter is the most dangerous. She believes she's righteous. She'll never turn." "Then you'll have to kill her." "I know." "Can you do it?" I thought about the wolves the Council had caged. The children they'd used as messengers. The Sorrow's daughter, separated for centuries. "Yes." --- We walked to the stone circle at dawn. The Arbiter was already there. No mask. Her silver hair gleamed in the first light. Her eyes were cold. "You came." "I always keep my word." She drew her blade. Not silver—black, obsidian, carved with symbols that seemed to drink the light.

*** Sophia and Gena were dressed in black all over, while the other Special Assassinators were all in Soldiers clothings, from cap to boots. "Fix your guns!" Mrs Smith ordered and they all picked their guns and started arranging it. When they were done, they got it ready to shoot at all the fruits tied high up in front of them. "If you miss the fruit in front of you, no more mission for you!" Mrs Smith said. "Now shoot!" She commanded. They all raised their guns, aimed at the fruits and shot at the fruits at the same time. Skyler's bullet hit the wall and didn't touch his fruit.

I smirked. I turned back to the gun collection picking and choosing our favourites, "Autocannon, Bolt Pistol, Lasgun, Pulse Rifle, Lancer Pistol and lastly, for you Jack, a heavy bolter." I walked back to the table where the hologram was displayed. "Vehicles, the Rezvani Tank, Telsla Model S and lastly, Lexus Black Panther," Tyler stated.