Detroit Become Human Guns の小説・ストーリー

But he supposed since they knew who they were fighting, the only way they would even stand a chance is if they had human weapons, guns. He knew the reason behind the guns, and it wasn't to kill them. It was to slow them down and make it so they were unable to get away. When that happens, it leaves them as an easy target, an easy target to kill. Lexon presses his body against the cell, holding his hand out in front of him, and waiting for the asshole to peek his head out around the corner to shoot at him. As soon as he does, Lexon watches satisfied as the guy takes the gun, opens his mouth, and inserts the barrel. Lexon doesn't even flinch when he hears the sound of the gun going off and sees

Together, they were untouchable until they loved the same man. Dominic Finn didn’t walk into their lives he stormed in all slow grins and broken knuckles, a gun tucked under his coat like a rosary. He wasn’t from Chicago but his name made its way through smoke filled poker dens and blood soaked alleyways like a prayer or a curse. He was a made man before he even knew what it meant to belong.

Sharlene kept her cool, not seeming affected by her boyfriend's tone. "Then let's use the quickest one. That way, if we get its attention, we'll at least be able to escape." She said, pulling out a pistol from the hem of her pants. "Good thing Hughes gave this to us for protection." She held it up at the glass doors and fired multiple bullets at it, making me cover my ears. The glass shattered, letting a cool gust of wind in. The screeches stopped at that noise, making the three of us charge out. We ran to the parking lot, Damien ahead and Sharlene behind. I ran between them, heading straight to Sharlene's car. It was small but fast, and I was grateful for that.

Rebel’s eyes find mine and she nods her head. “NOW!” I say and the first burst of gunfire sounds and women scream and men shout. The room turns into pure chaos. I remove my gun and start shooting. We were searched with handheld metal detectors. But the good thing about these guns is that they were created with a 3D printer and are undetectable. Another toy of the Mother’s Revenge. “We are getting the victims to safety. We have a lot of the forces coming after us.” One of the Mother’s Revenge women says, and I see members of our clubs take off in the direction of the backstage area.

A week later Derek called me down to the weapons cache, he said that he and Ashley had worked with Miguel to develop a way to load the minigun onto one of the trucks so that someone could shoot it while being protected and keep the driver from getting shot. I met up with him and Miguel at the cache, grabbing the keys to the garage Miguel told me to grab the minigun and the bullets to work on making sure that the plating was right. When we got to the garage Miguel lead us towards the back and took the covering off what he was working on, standing in front of us was glory in the form of a truck, it looked as if a pickup and a military-style hummer had fucked while high as shit.

I wasn’t going to die here. Then, a deafening gunshot echoed through the room. The man with the gun collapsed, blood seeping from a wound in his chest. I turned to see Damian standing in the doorway, his expression murderous. His gun was still raised, smoke curling from the barrel. His gaze snapped to me, scanning for injuries. When he saw I was unharmed, his grip on the weapon tightened. “Get down,” he ordered, his voice sharp. Before I could move, he was already tearing through the room like a storm. The next few moments were a blur—gunfire, screams, bodies dropping one by one. Damian was a force of nature, ruthless and efficient, taking down every last intruder without hesitation.

Dante added Dante stood still with his suit in his hand, he bent his hands backwards and rotted out a pistol Mike jumped from his seat in fear, he knelt on the floor in fear with both hands up covering his face as his glasses fell down and broke into two "I'm sorry man.. please" he stammered "I heard you guys discussing, the transfer has been made right?" "How much were you paid to destroy the life of my baby girl?" Dante asked with the gun stretched at Mike "You think I'm a foot? You called and my wife were discussing and acting shady so I had to stand behind the door to get the information I needed....you are done for" Dante said cocking his gun "Wait... Dan wait" Mike stammered "My days a

I had barely used a gun before. "Is that really necessary?" I asked, leaning towards Draven's seat. "Hopefully, we won't have to use it," he sighed heavily. "The bullets were filled with aconite to make them deadly to werewolves, but the point of having those guns isn't to kill everyone. We merely want to use them in case we have to chase humans away first. That is why we need to look more like... well, human-like attackers," he explained. I nodded, putting on a harness holster and hoping that I would never have to use the gun.

he speaks, and Denver clicks the gun. Domingo laughs so hard! “Fuck! That’s what I love the most, clicking the gun without thinking anything,” he screams and walks in Denver’s direction. Don Pablo gets the gun and then cocked it out of its safety. “Watch…” He puts it on his forehead as it clicks when looking straight into his eyes. “PÁPÁ!” Angelito screams his name as if the vein in his neck would pop. He witnessed the terror in Denver’s facial expression until his tears dropped.

So cute to look at far away but hell to the fucking no will I ever raise one of those monsters. Just then the current went off and the gunshots were ringing once again and one pierced through me. A bullet pierced through my hand not my head. You can't get rid of me that easily. Not now not ever. Darkness had overcrowded the whole room and the only thing that you could hear were the gun loading and shots being fired. People were dying. Grunts and mons were everywhere and peoples' body were dropping everywhere. There could only be one possible answer for this. The Milans. They were after the American Mafia for decades and now that Jax was somewhat vulnerable with me. The shipment was also miss