Blue Archive Guns Novels & Stories

******** NOON “You can't catch me.” Bryan laughed as Bryar chased him around with a toy gun Alex bought for them. The bullets in it were like darts but they were completely harmless. Bryar shot the darts at him but she missed and she groaned angrily and started to shoot it round the living room. Blakeley walked into the living room and one of the darts hit her forehead and Bryar paused. “Bryar did it, Bryan did it.” They said at the same time pointing at each other.

"Step aside. I'm leaving now! And you can also leave. From now on, the Gambino family and the Gervais family are no longer partners." As soon as I said that, Lucille suddenly lunged at me and slapped me. "Who do you think you are?" she screamed. "Our families have been partners for decades. Who are you to cut ties with us? "Don't you know that I'm best friends with the heiress of the Gambino family? Believe it or not, I might just kill you right now!" She suddenly fired her gun at me. The moment her bullet grazed my cheek, all the hitmen of the Gambino family emerged and aimed their guns at our room. Lucille's life was now at my command.

Lawrence walked further and again, he heard the footsteps clearly this time, he turned back but saw no one and by that, Lawrence knew at once that he was being followed. Immediately, Lawrence walked faster, brought out his car keys and stuck it into his car. Suddenly, he saw a strange man in a mask appear from nowhere with a gun in his hand pointed directly at Lawrence. At alert, Lawrence flung his car door open but the strange man fired a shot which hit him by the hand. Lawrence groaned in great pain, he got into his car, closed the door and ignited his car as fast as he could. He glanced at his bleeding arm, his white shirt soaked with his blood. The strange man in a mask ran after Lawrenc

“Fine. You want in, you’re in.” They went to the armory room in the back of the club. Metal shelves lined with firearms, ammunition, and knives gleamed in the low light. Amy’s fingers skimmed along the collection before she pulled down a polished Colt 1911 and a snub-nosed revolver. Isadora grinned and took her favorites — a black Beretta M1951 and a sawed-off shotgun with a worn leather strap. “You ever notice,” Isadora said as she checked the Beretta’s magazine, “that people like us never really retire?”

I say, waving the gun at him before stuffing it in my purse. With my heels in my hand and my purse in the other, I walked out of the private bar and headed towards the parking lot. I unlocked my baby; a sleek black BMW Z4 and got in. My phone rang and I almost rolled my eyes. I dropped my things on the passenger’s seat and drove off to my shift. ***

BHYRON “Sir, sir, I found something!” It’s been three hours since I personally set the Gunam Brother's seventh warehouse on fire. Unfortunately, the fire grew uncontrollable and gutted the warehouse beside it, burning it to ashes. That warehouse belonged to Bethel Washington, a renowned American drug and arms dealer. I’ve been trying to reason with his men for the past hour. Thankfully, the warehouse was empty and not much was lost.

"Dear friends from Huaxia and from all over the world, now I will show you the weapon we newly developed. It's called Pulse Thunder Gun." Seeing Blood Wolf raise the gun, the two members of Golden Wolf Mercenary quickly ran to other sides and looked frightened. The next moment, blue light emitted from the muzzle of the gun. However, it was a ball of blue electric current in fact. Buzz... Shot by the gun, the man with glasses screamed in pain, and his body withered quickly, looking like withered old trees. The skin all over his body turned dark, and as electric currents spread around his body, there were crackling sounds.

In one swift movement, he pulls out his pistols and their tips glow blue as candescent projectiles fly. He takes down the one on his right and dips to fire off four more shots that don't miss their targets. Halo dives to the front of the Humvee, rolling up to press his back against it as the remaining five mercenaries scatter. He drops to his left, taking down two more with accurate and swift shots.

I pointed at Bryan, who was bleeding blue-tinted blood into the snow. "The gun was loaded with a tracker, not a lead bullet," Thomas said calmly. "Bryan’s blue energy reacted to it, making it look worse than it is. Check his shoulder." I looked at Bryan. He was pulling a small, glowing silver needle out of his arm. It wasn't a bullet wound. It was a port. A map was projected from the needle onto the snow a map of a secret bunker beneath the forest. "I needed him to take the tracker," Thomas explained. "The Board is tracking this location right now. We have exactly four minutes before the Great Alpha’s scouts arrive to burn this entire forest."

Alex uttered seeing what is inside the bags. The first bag contained one hundred fifty different kinds of guns and the other bag contained fifty different kinds of guns together with the magazines of all the guns. All of it is come from the old business of Basil when he is still transporting firearms weapons. As he terminated his business, he keeps all the guns remained and buried it in the tunnel. Irish took a bath as she finished resting for a half of hour. She cleaned up also Maggie in the bathroom because her color is almost ash. It seems the two are already in good terms now, I guess so.