Cyborg Raiden Novels & Stories

As he did, he lashed out with a kick, not at the creature's body, but at its leg. His boot connected with a solid, metallic thud. It was like kicking a steel girder. A jolt of pain shot up his leg, but the Grey Man didn't even flinch. It simply reset its stance, its programming recalculating. These things weren't just armored; they were cybernetically augmented, their skeletons reinforced with some unknown alloy. The second Grey Man attacked from the flank, its hand shaped into a rigid spear, aimed at Jack’s already injured ribs. It was a classic pincer movement. They weren't trying to outfight him; they were herding him. Herding him into the sniper's kill-zone.

“If Gorski did not mean well, you would not only suffer temporary blindness from a flash grenade.” Hearing the arsenal of in-built weapons Damian Gorski had in his body, Zen realised just how lucky he was. He deserved to be spanked. “The cyborg isn’t just an engineer, a scientist or an inventor. He was created as a human weapon and modified to be nearly impossible to kill. We don’t call him a one-man firing squad for no reason. He is fully capable of taking down fighter jets and nuclear submarines alone, so stop being naive already. The only harmless puppy here is you.”

Ayleen asks, desperate to help in any way she can. “Can you call that Vampire friend of yours? He might be able to tell us ways in which we can control the newly turned vampires.” Azraiel pleads. “Of course, I’ll call him right away.” She pauses for a second. “I also know a weredragon and a weretiger from H.O.P.E. mission. Is it okay if I call them too?” “Of course…that would be really helpful. Also, ask them if they know about other species.”

But even disguised as a rugged, street-level mercenary, the sheer physical size of him and the lethal, predatory grace of his movements made him look like a coiled spring ready to snap. Scarlett walked down beside him. She wore a sleek, waterproof tech-wear jacket over a simple black tunic, her dark hair pulled back into a tight braid. "System," Scarlett whispered, her amber eyes scanning the glowing, neon-lit alleyway. "Mask our Origin Signatures. Generate synthetic 'Cyber-Core' IDs." "Acknowledged, First Weaver," the AI chimed in their neural links. "You are now registered in the local database as low-tier rogue cultivators. Warning: The ambient Qi in this environment is heavily polluted w

Outside, the sound of explosions grew closer. A storm of spicerermony energy crashed against the cave walls. He rose slowly, staring at the sword in his hand. “Father…” his voice cracked. The sword trembled, as if responding, not with words, but with a soft warmth, a comforting heat like Arion’s last touch. Rayden raised the sword high. Red and gold aura swirled around him, forming a vortex of fire. His eyes had completely changed, no longer human with amber irises, not even divine.

She was no match for Raiden. Mr. Hyde was just as indignant, but he dared not show it either. After gaining Raiden’s permission, he slipped away, pathetic and pitiful. There was no time to lose; he was going to Waltz City to inform Zayn of his newest enemy. Raiden Storm was a dark knight in shiny, polished armor. His infamy was on par with the likes of Ezra Sword! To become his target was akin to swimming with sharks.

Ryden only remembered about fooling around with Damon, and forgot about something very important — Damon was a human, he was from this world, he would die and that would be the end for him, not realizing that it would mean heartbreak for him. Ryden spent 75 years in his first world, although he did little, the protagonist dug his own grave, he still continued to pass along company secrets to Ace Hood, the CEO of the rival company of Raiden, he was the boyfriend of Katsuro before he became a spy for him and why he worked so hard to gain Raiden's trust, but because of the halo, the protagonists got together, and the original boyfriend becomes the second male lead. After the attempted kidnappin

to get a meal all you fools don't get ahead of yourselves you should instead go back and lay in your beds cause this kid's already dead It doesn't matter where he fled I'll catch him and paint him red I'm the best man Genji's got all of you can just go rot I've beaten all those I fought my only rival's a robot *** I'm not a robot I'm a cyborg isn't it obvious or should I hang up a signboard I've got the brains and smarts that my body's built for if you try to mess with me then I'm getting you floored I've got a lot hunting tools that you can't get I'm gonna win two hundred mills so I can't let these mudafukaz lay their hands on my target I'll take out those in my way on that you can bet I've

The time was now 1:14pm and she could make out some movement at the glass door which opened as two huge Japanese men in black suits walked out, followed by another of average height behind them. She moved her sniper slowly to the right as the men made their way across the parking lot to their black sedan. Looking through the scope of the magnified glass attached to her weapon, she held her breath as the chest of one of her target’s bodyguards appeared on the crisscross mark, which was immediately followed by the bald head of the yakuza boss.

Logan snapped, "No way! That's impossible! You're underestimating the bond between werewolves. We would never betray our own." I nodded, closing my eyes in pain. "But I saw they kidnapped the traitor's wife and kids. They're threatening to kill them if he doesn't obey." Logan's eyes went blood-red. "That's low, even for them." With my help, Logan managed to rescue the traitor's family and obtain the poison. In my previous life, Niles's poison came from my parents. This time, I wasn't just going to watch vampires and werewolves tear each other apart. I was dragging my biased parents into it too.