Decepticons Blackout Novels & Stories

[Change of plans Mark and warriors should leave for Gray city,investegate and search for any clue that would lead to Jeremys mate ‘Lena’] Black instructed through the mind link. Mark wasn’t close so he could hear the alpha instructions unlike Maverick and Jeremy who came back and proceeded to the airport. Maverick dialed Mark's number and told him everything over the phone. “What exactly does DEATH need from Lena??” Jeremy asked Black. “With her blood he could become more powerful,over the centuries after countless wars DEATH has lost some of his powers he's not as strong as he used to be.with Lenas blood he could be stronger again” Black narrated. Black wasn’t happy because he saw the look

he rasped, his eyes fluttering open, unfocused and amber-dark. "I won't," I said. I triggered the "Blackout Protocol." The windows of the suite polarized into solid obsidian. The lights died. The only thing visible in the room was the red countdown of the clock and the grey shimmer of my scar. The sounds of the breach attempts—the mechanical whirrs, the muffled shouts of the recovery team—faded into a background static. Inside the blackout, the world was just the two of us.

The Silence took one step forward. Every Genesis light dimmed. Commander Blackwood raised his weapon. “Stay back!” The black figure ignored him. “Commander,” Elena warned. “I watched one version of Lucas destroy Earth. I'm not watching another unknown entity take him.” He fired. The energy blast struck the Silence. And vanished. Not absorbed. Not reflected. It simply ceased to exist. Commander Blackwood stared at his weapon. “Oh.” Subject One gave him a humorless smile. “Excellent plan.” The Silence raised its hand.

I could see blood all over their hands, mouths, and clothes. "Deer are now more tasty than bears," George said with his mouthful. I could swear that my head spun for about three seconds. My grip tightened on my mum's medication. I looked around the room filled with huge horrifying men. I should be out of here…these men…they were not human… They were monsters. The room became cold, and I felt a shiver run through my skin. The men had elongated ears, flat noses, and hairy faces. Their teeth stood out with long fangs at each corner, and their eyes were an element of different colors.

I said, and I pulled the lever. ​The sound was like the world breaking in half. The reinforced glass of the tanks shattered outward in a tidal wave of liquid silver and salt water. I dove forward, catching Leo as he was swept out by the torrent, while Killian lunged through the chaos to grab Liam. The room was plunged into a blinding, white-hot feedback loop as the extraction wires were ripped from their temples, the energy of the Global Node backfiring into the Aegis system. ​Lilith screamed as the violet light she had worked twenty years to harness turned into a jagged bolt of white lightning that struck the central console, vaporizing it instantly. The mountain groaned, the very foundatio

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.

he says in Italian, well this is going to be fun to deal with. “Let’s find a place more private for us to talk” I say to Marco, this isn’t going to work here, we need a better place. I’m not proud of things I do, sometimes work takes us to dark places, but sometimes the darkness wins, sometimes it’s even worse than depression, depression comes from within, sometimes, we don’t have any control over it. But tonight I gave in to darkness, tonight I’m the one who went to the dark side, there’s this way to get anyone to talk, whether they want to or not. He spit in my face, he cursed me, he refused to talk, but that only got on my dark side, that got my demons out, that got me thirsty for blood h

It’s not long before Hadleigh rushes into the room with two goons behind her and I quickly step forward and puncture the scalpel into the carotid arteries of the goons as Hadleigh turns around with a look of terror on her face. Oh, I’ve missed this. For the last few days, I have been a victim. At the mercy of a sick game where I was in no control over what happened to me. People laughing and cheering and jeering at my suffering. Not an ounce of fear shown for me or what I’m capable of. But here in this moment, as her two bodyguards drop to the ground clutching their necks in a futile attempt to stop the bleeding, I finally see the fear in her eyes. I’ve missed that fear. That look that tells

“Yeah. You know you're going to have to get a new assistant? You can't keep Clarrisa around after the stunt you pulled with her, plus she seems determined to antagonize Josie. Does she know you are bonds?” “I think she suspects something. We need her right now. You know how rare it is to find someone with a blocking gift, she is the only one we have that can keep the wards up right now. I am…” Deacon's words are cut off by the sudden impact into the side of the car. I’m flung from my seat as the car rolls. I attempt to stop our momentum with telekinisis but something hits my head, turning the world black.

"Scout says it's the elders' work. They're five miles out but their magic got here first. Jakob's with them. And they brought the Black Council. All twelve." Gunnar looked at me. His eyes were hard again, but the bond between us pulled tight like a rope. "You ready for this?" I flexed my hand. Claws slid out smooth this time. No pain. Just power. The cracked pendant vibrated against my chest like a second heartbeat. "No," I said. "But they're not getting another chance to bury me." The first crack of green lightning hit the outer wall. Stone exploded. Wolves howled. And somewhere in the distance I heard Jakob's voice carrying on the wind, calling my name like a curse.