Crowds Gatchaman Novels & Stories

D with a ‘PRESS’ written on it. She looked at Perci, "Are you good at running?" Suddenly a crowd came running as if they were a stampeding herd of wild-eyed cattle. They congested the parking area of the condo building. Cali and Perci feel drowning in crowds makes as much sense as a raindrop protesting to join the ocean. Each person in the crowd moves as if unseeing hands drag them this way and that, pulling their eyes to one thing and then another. They respond in predictable ways, each of them with a goal to achieve for the day— to get a scoop of showbiz.

“But he told me that himself. Just a short while ago.” Gwen's smile disappears from her face. “Gwen! Why are the crowds disappearing like smoke?” Kent asks, his fangs already coming out because he senses trouble. “No,no,no,no,no,” Gwen mutters under her breath, her hands turning into fists. “Nooo!!!” The crowd disappears as quick as smoke. Except for the small section of less than a thousand rogues that are quietly sitting to the left. They are as confused as the rest. What's the hardest part of this plan?

I try to shield my eyes, following behind them as best as I can. People are shouting, but their words are a blur. Blake and Jax head straight for the door, standing close to it like they’re ready to bolt. Chase, however, stops in the crowd, smiling and waving. The noise gradually dies down, but I can still hear people asking about the name, the anticipation thick in the air.

“KINGSMAN” Jack walked out silently, swallowed by the loud cheers of the crowd. It wasn’t only the Lion Kings who were cheering. The entire crowd was fired up. If they weren’t sure of it before the first match, they were now. There was no Lion King who was average. All who had been picked had done exceptionally well, and even their loss came at a great price for the Clan of the First.

I roll my eyes determined not to enjoy myself. After a few minutes of chanting, four guys start walking out onto the small stage. The crowd goes absolutely wild. I squint my eyes to see if I can spot Liam. Sure enough, he is front and center, guitar in one hand and adjusting the microphone stand with the other. "Hey everyone," he smiles at the crowd and I swear I see a girl faint in the front row. Absolutely unbelievable. I roll my eyes again for good measure. "Give me a break," I mumble to no one in particular. Not that anyone could hear me over all of the crazed high pitch screaming.

It doesn't have unique power but it has venom and can fly with a high speed. Another car arrived and 15 people get down. All of them are wearing white outfit but there's a different colors on their shoulders. I'm sure it's a sign of their ranks. Those newly arrived are all Gwandy. They're here to support all the Malemyn during their fight. Jevro is currently talking with his comrades when I noticed something. I hope my hunch is wrong but.. I can see danger in this fight.

“Wanna come with us, mister? We could use more people.” I laugh softly and ruffle his hair. “Alright, buddy. Lead the way.” He beams and grabs my hand, dragging me toward the crowd. As we weave through the sea of protesters, I can’t help but notice how many faces here are filled with anger, pain, and loss. These are the people the G.H.C has forgotten—ordinary citizens who’ve been caught in the crossfire of battles they never asked for. We finally stop near the front, where a girl not much older than thirteen is frantically looking around. The moment she sees Tommy, relief washes over her face, and she runs up to him, pulling him into a tight hug.

Krystal gasps beside me and his lips tilt up into a fang-tipped grin. As the Gaimo comes down at the Commander with his swing, the Hassin launches his fist upward. The crowd around us gasps when his knuckles make contact with the Gaimo's chin. The Gaimo's head snaps back so fast his neck looks as if it breaks. The Kea medics quickly remove the unconscious Gaimo, and the Commander heads out of sight without looking at Krystal again. The crowd cheers for him, but I can tell from the volume they are disappointed that the Commander didn't single out a female.

Ethan looked back at me. "She smells just like you!" A male called from behind the crowed. Kagura threw a sly smirk over to me, my insides turning. I was scared- honestly Everyone else hand an Upper hand on me. "Don't worry." Cliff put his hand on my shoulder making me jump. "CALM DOWN BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE OF Ahnalu Rah Tribe!" Kagura Yelled out, facing the crowd that had formed around us. They all screamed an cheered honoring their name.

The crowd erupted in a frenzy of jubilation, their cheers reverberating through the arena, echoing my name as it rang out like a battle cry. The chant grew louder and more fervent, a chorus of triumph and adulation. “Qarth! Qarth! Qarth!” they called, their voices intertwining with the thunderous applause that filled the air. Agnes, her eyes brimming with pride and relief, joined in the chorus, her voice blending seamlessly with the crowd’s exultation.