Flying Gamera Novels & Stories

~DAISY~ After the movie, I kept arguing with Bryan as we drove home. It was to 10pm already but we were raising our voices as if it was morning. I did all I could to avoid Dave after the movie; and fortunately I escaped. "Am so annoyed with Franco. He was suppose to live but go carried away by a girl. How pathetic." I spoke and crossed my hands reminiscing on the film. "Franco was the main character, he was suppose to survive in the jungle game but fell for a stranger and she ended up making him die."

I blast my water out behind us as we run, holding off the fire and turning it to steam, the heat and humidity in the room becoming oppressive. I turn back and see an opening in the mountainside. “Hold on and don’t fall off!” Gideoni says as he leaps from the opening into nothing but air. If I didn’t have my own wings, I’d scream in terror. But I don’t have a moment to scream before he’s shifting and I’m sitting on the back of his fire dragon body. A second later, Fordin shifts and his earth dragon joins us in the air.

I tried to swat it using my hands but the transparent wings like dragonfly were fast enough to avoid my attacks. "Sweet cheesecakes! It has three fingers! Just three! Yet it hurts like my scalp is peeled off my head!" Yamiko stood still at the doorway, probably enjoying my present situation. The little voice from the man-like creature nettled me even more. Yet , I couldn't do anything. It was so tiny, might just be five inches and it's flying. It got eyes, just a black dot, a nose and a mouth.

It the two did not come to realize their errors as soon as possible, they would be lagged far behind others in the coming year. The test set by the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect started in silence and had become active. However, just then. A mournful roar of birds pierced ahead. When they looked up, they saw four or five substantial flying monsters with wings about 10 meters, all covered with red Demon Aura, like red lightning, flying toward Celestial Bodyshield Young Eager Killer. This demonic beast was something like a dog, with wings on its back, limbs, sharp claws like swords, roaring with the mouth, a string of reddish semi-arced Demon Aura sharp knife. Like a violent storm, it revolved to

It kept a wary eye on the vampire, but it no longer seemed hostile. i* "Who could I trust more than you? * From the scales on Shamira's back, the smoke began to expand and flow until it formed two massive wings. Shamira secretly hoped that her first flight was not straight into the ground. While this form felt surprisingly natural thus far, flying was flying. There were reasons why it was easier to get a driver's license than a pilot's license. But the moment her feet left the ground --

I can't see her face properly due to my blurriness and the darkness. They both had the same smirks and the same evil glint in their eyes. They are making their way towards me and I am glued to the ground and it felt like my body and mind decided to go on a flight mode. They are nearing me and I can't seem to move from my place.

But, I would have lived free as long as possible and been happy for the time I had. "Hold on really tight," Tahr shouts into my head. I do as told and it's worth it. Tahr heads straight up before looping upside down. I've tightened my hold on the saddle and also clenched my legs and thighs. AGAIN I spell out when we are level once more. Tahr's laughter rings in my head. Flying is such an incredible gift. For hours we swoop and glide, dive and roll, circle and shoot straight up. My arms and legs are trembling with exhaustion when he finally lands beside a large circle of water. Tahr in his dragon form literally takes my breath away. It's a moment before I remember to breathe. He stands still

“So what is this creature, Jai? You said it’s not the… Jelly…fish?” “Oh umm, we call creatures like this jellyfish. But ours live in the water and not flying in the air,” Jai shook his head, realizing that’s not what’s important here. “Anyway. I don’t think this is the Seven Armed Flying Slime you’re looking for. In the monster book database, the Seven Arms… Armed… Flying Slime, is herbivore. Both of them had crown on their head, and both are transparent. But I saw it crush a bird inside it, so uhh, I don’t think it’s the slime you wanted me to hunt…”

“We’ve got the flappy-box. We just have to get back before it does.” “The wagon won’t be able to outrun it,” said Cheng. I walked in between the writhing flesh until I got to one of the wings which was mostly intact. I picked it up. The membrane quivered in my hands. Creepy. “Someone grab the other one,” I said. “I’d like to see it catch us on foot.” I threw the wing into the flappy-box. With both wings in our possession, even if the golem was fully reformed, it wouldn’t be able to get airborne. On top of which, the Palace of Laughter was on top of a mountain. Much harder to reach the summit when you couldn’t fly.

They knew it's a trait of an archdemon and had staggered back in fright, unknowingly giving him the chance to quickly get a quick grip of how he can control his wings which had at first flapped excitedly to match the rhythm of his excitement. Gama laughed. He had laughed so maniacally that his abductors thought he had lost his mind, but somehow, they still felt terrified. Gama love the fear in their eyes. He started to wonder. Gama wondered where to begin his torture. He imagined how the men would be cut. How they will cry in pain and beg him to stop. The more Gama had those fantasies, the smoke started to fill the entire room without a source. He was confused but noticed that as soon as he