Detroit Become Human Guns の小説・ストーリー

Dakota didn’t even need to open the remaining boxes to know what was inside. These people were monsters. A vicious chill erupted in her beautiful eyes. The temperature around her seemed to plummet instantly. “So you animals really have lost every shred of humanity,” she said through clenched teeth. “Human trafficking wasn’t enough for you? Organ harvesting too? I swear every single one of you will stand trial for this.” Click. The unmistakable sound of a gun being cocked echoed behind her. Dakota’s pupils contracted sharply. Damn it. Someone got past her blind spot.

After a brutal exchange, the man lay sprawled on the ground, defeated. Hunter’s gaze shifted to a nearby table, where he spotted a nail gun. He grabbed it and turned back to the man. “What are you gonna do?” the man stammered as Hunter aimed the nail gun at him. “The problem isn’t your brain. It’s this,” Hunter said coldly, firing the nail gun at the man’s most sensitive area. The man screamed in agony, his cries echoing through the studio. Hunter tossed the nail gun aside and punched the man repeatedly.

The force of his words was punctuated by his fist slamming into the armrest of his chair, the sound reverberating through the room like the crack of a gunshot. In an instant, the Gambino men drew their weapons, their guns aimed directly at me. My pulse quickened, but I didn’t flinch. My father’s men were faster than I expected, stepping forward to form a human shield around me, their own guns drawn and ready for battle.

Regina had stepped out of her car, still in her blue scrubs and jacket as she stared in terror at the wilding scene. "He had a gun. I swear it looked like he was goi-" The trembling officer that had pulled the trigger struggled to speak- "He was what? Going to shoot? Did he ever occur to you to cross out these lesser things than to immediately p-" Denver's voice rose and fell as he cried. "-pull the trigger" The same voice cracked as his fingers tightened in a fist. "What it looked like was a black man holding a gun and he's dangerous. He's a monster" Denver burst.

The five birds clapped their hands when Ezekiel walked towards them. "Next," Soheila looked at Hector who was walking forward. Hector gripped his gun and looked at the drawn human seriously, He was interested in the guns and wanted to master them. Although he felt Soheila's stare that made him quite nervous, he doesn't care and focused on his target, Hector wanted to shoot the kidneys and the liver as he wanted to feel how to shoot two times in a row. He assembled the gun and fixed this position as he focused his gaze on the kidneys and pulled the trigger. The five birds thought it was over when a gunshot was heard again. Two bullets were on the drawn human in Hector's. The five birds' jaws

If I can't buy steel, at least I can stock up on ammo. His hatchet-gun was down to its last round—and that made him uneasy. He posted another message. [Buying: Hatchet-Gun ammunition. Permanent buy order.] [Note: Open to trades. DM for pricing.] Within ten seconds, a female player messaged him privately. Bella Aniston: [Do you have antibiotics? I'll trade nine rounds for a bottle.]

“Organize the boys. I want to have a word with them.” Derek nodded and turned for them. Fifteen minutes later, they all stood in front of me. I leaned into my seat, watching them carefully. “We’ve waited nine months,” I started, my voice commanding and steady. “Now we act.” They hailed in unison. “First we watch. Then we take. Then we destroy.” I pick up my gun off the table and felt its weight settle into my hand like something I was always meant to carry. “They’ve had their happiness. Now it’s my turn to give them something to feel.”

He gasped when he noticed a man with a sniper gun in his hand pointed into the pack house filled with people, immediately he ran downstairs like a maniac, everybody was dancing happily, without a clue of the danger at hand. Derick panicked he looked around and caught the tiny red light on Macy's chest, his heart skipped as he ran toward her, but not before the trigger was pulled. Bang!! Loud noises of people running around could be heard, At that point four people covered in black started fighting with the guards, “Protect my mate!” Liam yelled through the link. One of them brought out a gun, but before the trigger could be pulled, Liam attacked and slit the throat of the person, blood splat

on her palm. The standoff in Detroit became the "Defining-Symmetry" of the new era. The world was now split between a "God" that wanted to "Heal-by-Force" and a "Humanity" that was willing to "Die-to-be-Free."

Silvio responded. Standing up from his seat, Silvio rounded the table and stopped by the small coffee table next to the couch, where Dante was sitting. He picked his blazer, amd secured a gun in inner pocket, purposely hoding the weapon. Whenever he visit Sadie, he brought only a gun and a knife with him and made sure she couldn't see whenever he was dressing or undressing. And he knew he'd be an idiot to trust her around real weapons. "36 crates of fully loaded barrels and 56 missiles are successfully ported to Italy. Do you need me to check out other weapons?" Micah asked typing in his laptop, his eyes exclusively on screen, his focus on what he was doing.