Cosmic Professional Gladiator Novels & Stories

Gathering her in my arms, I shielded her head with my body, protecting her from the light and the rubble that was falling from the ceiling. The power Dilara was exerting was far more intense than I had felt from her. When the room began to settle, I slowly cracked my eyes. Seeing the light had disappeared and the room was no longer falling, although it was in shambles as if it had been struck by an earthquake, I lifted my head. Still keeping my arms around Azura, I opened my eyes fully and looked around the room. Everyone that had been against us had now crumbled on the ground, but that wasn’t what had my attention. It was that every one of them, aside from Arion, was now human.

There was a pin-drop silence. The subordinates who waved their arms and shouted about killing Cirocco were all looking with their eyes widened in shock. They could not believe what they just saw. Was Cirocco even human? That was too terrifying! He sent Grayson flying with just a single punch! Grayson was a top fighter of God of War caliber. He was the strongest in the Whistleblowers, yet the man across from him sent him flying so easily. Not only was Grayson's arm shattered, but the stone statue was shattered as well.

I heard Deucalion’s voice ask from behind me. Just as I turned to answer him, all the torches, candle stands, and chandeliers in the hall went out leaving us in total darkness. I tried to navigate my way around the darkness for a few seconds but before I could make it to Valerian, I felt someone seize me by the neck. I screamed at the top of my lungs. “Illyria!!”

Dante roared. He lunged at the cryo-tank, his "Void-Titan" form exploding into a frenzy of red and violet fire. He slammed his fist against the "Diamond-Glass," a blow that should have leveled a skyscraper. The sound was a deafening, metallic CLANG that sent shockwaves through the polymer floor, but the glass didn't even chip. It shimmered with a pale, silver shield—the High Council’s ultimate protection.

Eira mentally swore that if she ever found this Armando guy, she might just do something nasty to him. For a second she wondered who he was and so she looked up to find the winner. And there he was. The referee held his hand up announcing him the winner. She couldn't see his face because his entire face was covered in a black mask except for his lips and dark brown eyes. His brown eyes. Dark, bloodthirsty and fierce.

“They were too noisy, mo pheata.” Gator shakes his head at Sidhe, causing a piece of his purplish raven hair to fall over one of his steel grey eyes. “Overkill as usual, ma Doudou,” he says then sweeps his hair back into place with a tattooed bronzed hand. Gator or Tee is an MMA champion and a former gang leader from Louisiana. “Yep, but you love me!” Sidhe says before kissing Gator. Here we go again. I roll my eyes. This is normal for the Death Kings.

-Cherie- I don’t want to turn around because I know I’m going to crumble into little pieces in front of the man I did not want to meet so soon. But I mustered up my strength to face the absolute legend, Alpha Kai Volkov. Even in his old age, the man looks like a powerhouse. I see where Creed gets his stature from because this man is massive - I feel dwarfed just looking up at him! Wearing a black t-shirt and jeans with combat boots, he seems awfully at ease. His long blonde hair, now silver, is braided down his back, crow's feet and wrinkles marr his face but he doesn’t seem like an elderly man.

Roman answered as he walked, he grabbed Lucas’s empty glass and walked towards the bar “You shot one of them!” Harley yelled “Just to be clear, we tried to make peace and what happened was just collateral damage.” Lucas said in his defense. “And now their leader, Legion has sworn to end everything that is so precious to us. Isn’t that great?” Roman muttered before moving the glass to his lips “And you know nothing much about them so you can’t even know when they’ll strike” Harley added “Like he said, isn’t that great?” Lucas exhaled in frustration

“B-but, how?” Mei laughed, amused at the look of bewildered shock on Jade’s face. “It’s a special skill I’ve had since… since…” Mei’s smile vanished. She seemed to be hesitating about something. “Since?” Jade prodded. “Well, you see,” Mei continued. “I’m sure you’ve heard about the beast gods. Well, I’m actually one of the seven stars of a beast god.” “WHAT? I can’t believe it! Which holy beast?” Mei raised an eyebrow, “Bai Hu.”

Tomorrow night come hell or high water we would take Vargr down. I had eighteen Gladiators that I was able to initiate last night, and I’ll be damned but each one that became pack was able to link with me. Their chips were still active, so they couldn’t shift, but whatever loophole granted us to be able to communicate mentally, I was thankful for. I didn’t have to understand it; I just had to accept it. This made shit a whole heck of a lot easier. Two Gladiators went into the ring and only one came out. The one that died was not a great loss. It happened to be one of the men who tried to violate Rogue, one that I had not initiated and had no intentions to.