Cyclops Full Power Optic Blast Novels & Stories

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

Blood trickled from her nose. Her pulse stuttered in her chest— Z-03 spoke urgently: “Stop—STOP—Z-02—your heart is fracturing—STOP—!!” But she kept going. Blue and gold fused into a blinding white. She screamed— “LEAVE HIM ALONE!” And her light exploded. The Shockwave The blast wasn’t like before. It wasn’t a stabilizer blast. It wasn’t an Alpha pulse. It was both. White-hot energy tore outward— slamming into the Alpha

Lucas became enraged. His eyes glowed blue. His fangs and claws popped out. He started charging toward the Cyclux as well but unfortunately for him, the Cyclux grabbed him with his four arms, squeezing him so hard. A blast of white glowing light came out from Lucas’ body. The light shone directly at the Cyclux’s eye. In defense, the Cyclux tossed Lucas to the ground and at the same time fell to his feet as it became impossible for him to see. The blindness lasted but a few seconds.

Humans may not be as powerful as the immortals, but their sheer numbers would be impossible to defeat. "We're asking you to begin collecting your own army. Track Lycaon and clean up the messes he's bound to make. Dwindle his numbers until you're confident you can defeat him. Then bind him with silver and bring him to us. He draws most of his power from the wolves bound to him, so each kill will weaken him," said the balding vampire. "We agree to provide you with all the resources you need," the strawberry-blonde added. "Right now, most of the loyal guards have been dispatched in similar missions," she said, nodding slightly at Empusa, then Sekhmet, indicating the two former guards now standi

"She condemned my world to total darkness as punishment for spilling fated blood. But she left a single loophole. A second fated bond.” A slow, sick realization crept in. That was why he had my portrait. “The day I mark you,” he continued. “The curse shatters. And my sight is restored.” He tilted his head, his pitch-black, sightless eyes fixed on my face. "If you die, I stay blind forever. You are my cure, nothing more. You belong to me until I get my eyes back.” My mind reeled from the sheer horror of his words. He had slaughtered his own Luna. He was a monster who had earned his darkness, and now he wanted to use me to escape it.

It was as if these people had never seen blood before. Ace grabbed some nearby cloth napkins and pressed them to my bleeding forehead. I looked at him, my tears drying as my cheek still pounded with the memory of what he had done. His face was neutral as he held back any words with everyone around us. “Thank goodness,” Catherine breathed beside me. I turned toward her before following her gaze. I saw someone walking toward me with big black boots and the large, dark tan fireman pants on with a reflective strip at the bottom. Black suspenders hung on either side of the pants, discarded downward instead of up over the shoulders where they belonged. My eyes wandered upward, my heart beginning t

Gently, she cut into my wrist with the blunt knife, and suddenly I became less concerned about my sickness and more scared of dying from an infection. "Is it working?" I asked as blood dripped from my wrist and into the steel bowl beneath. "Camille?" "It might if you stop talking." She said with her eyes shut. I waited impatiently for something to happen and it was then I noticed the red powder on the blunt knife. "What is that?" I asked but by then whatever it was had started taking effect on me. I growled in pain as my bones snapped and my veins popped out. My Alpha eyes appeared and my sharp canines sprouted out. "What have you done?" I asked, struggling to resist the shift.

was shrinking, the pressure of the deep ocean trying to flatten her against the stone. ​She did the only thing she could. She reached out with her mind and touched the "Second Heartbeat." She didn't ask for a spark; she demanded a flood. She siphoned the remaining energy from the fortress’s dying engines, the lingering sun-power and the Thorne-blood residue and channeled it into a single, massive kinetic blast. ​She became a torpedo of shadow. ​She burst upward through the shaft, a streak of violet-black light that shattered the rising water. She hit the surface of the flood just as Caleb reached the top hatch. Her hand shot out of the water, locking onto Caleb’s wrist with the strength of a

Single-handedly, he raised his Blast Rifle and fired in a sweep, killing three Dusk Riders. He convulsed when pistol rounds battered his armor in a hail. Warning signs appeared in his display link, causing him to release his grip from his Blast Rifle and invoking the spectral harness that kept it in place. With a roar issued from his throat and reinforced with his voice filtration device on his helmet, he thrust his left palm forward while stomping his left foot before him. Electricity formed from his elbow and traveled across the forearm until it reached his fingertips.

His goggle was broken in the process which made him mad. "You just dismantled my Rapidfire notice." He said looking at the broken goggle. "Surrender willingly or by death, we don't have to do this the hard way!" The watchers added in unison. Clancy chuckled "Neither!" He replied. Disturbed and angered, the Watchers walked towards him like controlled robots. Clancy on the other hands was relentless, he rushed forward and as he moved, he brought out his black OTS-02 Kiparises and aimed at them.