Dc Comics Michael Novels & Stories

I looked down at the book and in block white letters, the words; 'AAP CANDIDATE HANDBOOK' were written. "He'll be like your crime fighting partner in crime. The Batman to your Robin or vice verse" Micheal spoke up with another bright smile on his face. More like the Superman to my Batman or vice verse. Who was I kidding? Michael's smile immediately melted away when I just looked at him in more confusion. "Or not." He muttered. Joshua rolled his eyes before shutting his locker. "Let's just go." He told him, giving him a 'why are you even talking to her' look.

He passed it to Michael and offered again, “Are you sure you don’t want to have a seat?“ “No, it’s fine. “ Michael shook his head and opened the folder. He was well aware if he sat down, his leg would start reminding him of the last injury he had, and even though his healing process was fast, the bullet holes took longer to heal. So Michael only propped himself on the nearest armrest and picked up the first picture. It was of an older man, perhaps Benjamin’s age. He looked like a ruthless businessman, judging by the confident posture and that look in the eyes vultures had. Michael knew they type very well- he’s sent a couple of men like that to prison after all.

“Perhaps, you should begin to train her or whatever it was that you said you would do so that she can gain her powers. Something tells me that we’re going to need them in this place we’re going to.” “You’ve never been to Monstergate before?” Duncan asked Michael, hardly able to hide his surprise. “Of course, I haven’t. I haven’t got a death wish. However, I’ve heard a lot about that place to know that I would never have voluntarily stepped foot there before you came into my life.” Michael retorted, sounding a little embarrassed. “Ah. I’m sorry I brought you into this mess, but at least, you’ve got a great wish of yours fulfilled, which is to find the person who killed your family.”

And now Michael, an important witness, possibly the most important link in Arden’s case, is dead. —----------

I smiled, I had expected that reaction from Michael. “Who am I, Michael?” I asked him carefully. “Baldwin McAllen,” he responded. “The CEO of Mac Group.” “That's not all!” I exclaimed. “You have worked with me for a while. You should know what I am capable of.” “I do,” Michael replied with his head bowed low. “Then you should also know that I detest all forms of deception,” I continued. “Bruce is my fiercest competitor in the business and over time, I have come to understand him.

He responded with a raised eyebrow. 'Oh is that so.' Michael murmured out loud with his jaw dropped in shock. "But why do all this and still be ruthless?" "Well that's the reason she is called the comare, the godmother to the people." He added. Michael is now intrigued by Christina. 'She is both good and bad… but you can't be both. Pick a side for once.' He muttered to himself. "Hey, Michael let's go." Mario calls out to Michael. He trots over to him and opens the car door for Christina.

Aric replied, though there was a hint of doubt in his tone. I let out a low, humorless chuckle. “No, that’s what they want it to look like.” Aric leaned back, studying the screen again. “You think it’s fake?” I did think so. Because nothing about Michael matched that profile. Not the way he carried himself. Not the way he stood in front of me without fear. Not the way he spoke like he was untouchable. That wasn’t a boy living an ordinary life. That was someone who knew exactly what he was doing.

Michael tells me, and I don’t even have to ask what fight he is talking about, because I know it’s his desire to come to our world. “We have to find him and his men.” Urijah says, and I know what he is thinking. If we find Michael’s master, then there is a chance that his mother will be heading for them. “That’s insane. We have been running all day from him. Why would we now want to hunt him?” Michael asks Urijah, and Urijah shakes his head at him, before he says to him, “I am guessing you aren’t one of your master’s warriors.” “No, I am a scout.” Michael says and it all makes sense now why Michael knows all these trails and little towns. He must spend most of his time on the road, scouting

Against the loud electric music, my head was pounding so loud that it almost felt like my brain would soon retort to shut down mode. I needed to get out of here. As soon as I found the exit door, my grandfather's personal assistant, Michael appears before me, in his signature black suits. Michael was one of our trusted men and one of the very powerful werewolves in this generation. He was almost like a family and he practically watched me grow up here. " You cannot leave the party yet " he speaks as he puts a hand out to block me. " He knows that I don't do public parties, Mic. What's the point of all these? " I asked, exasperated.

“Michael is the only one bold enough to pull a string like this. You know how the Carter family acts whenever they want something.” “That bastard…” I clenched my hands into a tight fist. “I should have killed him when I had the chance.” “Killing Michael is risky,” Matteo pointed out. “He is a member of the Big Five. You don’t want to risk doing that and getting on their blacklist. It is like starting a war when you know you can’t win.”