Cursed Buzz Lightyear Novels & Stories

Somehow it seemed to trigger something in Cassidy as she began to scream almost like she was remembering something. Jill wasted no time throwing the blaster to Dylan who would instantly shoot Cassidy without hesitation. A bright green light shot from the blaster and hit Cassidy right where the glitch bug had first bitten her. She collapsed to the ground in agony and the trap that was the void began to melt away. The blaster itself also vanished. As Christopher had warned, this was a one time shot.

Bazel yelled and threw a lightning bolt at Metatron but an orange light shield was formed in front of Metatron which disarmed the lightening Bazel looked to his left and saw a body on the ground; the body of Uzor. He stretched his hand towards corpse and a white lightening envelopes the body sending charges into it as it levitates and bringing the corpse back to life but this time Uzor was under the control of Bazel as his eyes gave off white sparks of electricity

"There's new curse damage. Very recent. Within the last few minutes." "That's impossible," Dr. Kim said from the doorway. "The curse was broken. We confirmed it—" "Someone reactivated it," Mummy interrupted, her voice going hard and scary. "Or triggered a secondary curse. Louis, this shadow you saw—what did it look like exactly?" I described it as best I could. The person-shaped darkness. The cold. The wrongness of it. Mummy and Dad exchanged a look that made my stomach hurt worse than the shadow had.

Strands of pure white light emerged out of my skin, being washed away by those icy black flames just as quickly. Before the flood of darkness grew overpowering for me, everything came to a standstill as though someone had stopped the time. The dark clouds and flames merged, forming a cage of tornadoes around me. The sky above my head grew clearer and clearer until my body was washed under the light I had cursed to dim and die. Moonlight. My immortality. I widened my eyes. But how? What— Bond. Carys Elffire. Marikh. Bond was infected by Death.

“He’s mine now. And soon all of you will be dead.” Suddenly, the furniture in the room begins to tremble. Chairs scrape violently across the floor and pictures of him rattle in their frames. The floorboards groan under me. Panic claws inside me. How can a curse unleash such power? It has definitely spread to the point that it can possess Ezra. A loud buzzing noise fills the room, and the eyes of robot Cody, who’s perched on top of one of the chest drawers across the room, start to glow blue. Then he flies through the air, aiming straight at my head.

Suddenly, from the corner of the room, their mother’s voice rose in a broken wail. “Carla! Don’t take one of my children. It’s just me… It’s just me. Don’t make them suffer!” The plea cut through the air like a knife, raw and pleading. Their mother’s eyes were wide with terror, her bound hands twisting against the ropes as she rocked back and forth. The name “Carla” hung in the room like a summoned ghost, a tangible thread linking the present torment to the sins of the past. Eloise and Elena exchanged a glance heavy with shared dread—the curse was stirring again, drawing closer, its tendrils reaching for what little they had left.

Dustin blurted dramatically and shook his head. “ Because you are a water element. Water is life. Healing is giving someone life. ” I clicked my tongue. It all made sense now. The Lycans were free of the curse. With their wolves, came their powers and their gifts that the Moon Goddess had bestowed upon them from the start. But something didn’t settle right. According to my speculation, The South was Light. What power did Light have? What were we up against? And what power did Darkness—Levian have?

The corresponding curse was known as the Spirit-silencing Curse. People always said that the eyes were the window of one’s soul. Vivian’s soul had been sealed up, which was why there was no light in her eyes. Since it was used to target normal people, this curse was a very low-level curse, and Kayson removed it without any difficulty. Light began to return to Vivian’s eyes as she looked at her grandfather blankly. “G-Grandpa?” Master Gould burst into tears of joy when Vivian called him. “Vivian! My granddaughter!”

Its glow had long disappeared and now looked like a big pearl. "It's not a true soul light, those disappeared a long time ago. This one is a replica of a soul light. Can do what a pure one can, but it has restrictions." Larissa yawned tiredly and announced, "I'm leaving. The council almost killed me by draining my powers, so I need time to recuperate before I can do anything." She vanished, and Zain excused himself. Xavier reached for a bottle of whiskey and jugged down on it silently, golden hues hitting his face as he watched the sunset from his window.

“You always forget to suppress them when you're excited. Like a divine golden retriever with a god complex.” Yin pouted. “It’s hard! I’m biologically fluffy!” Shu ignored that and went back to the bigger issue—the cosmic disaster looming over all their heads like a flaming celestial lawsuit. “Anyway,” Shu said, voice sharpening, “you have to find out what her ability is. If Nexus was wrong—if he handed the role to a completely unawakened mortal—we’re all screwed.” “Dramatically, or—?” “Dramatically AND literally,” Shu snapped. “If the Moon hears about this, she’ll skin Nexus, bury me under an avalanche of lunar bureaucracy, and probably turn you into a decorative scarf for his temple guards.