Novelas y relatos de Futuristic Mech

Doubtful with the stories I have heard about him… I watch the rest of the pack members he has brought with him exit the cars, each of them has a warrior build, making me suspicious…but it’s no longer my problem. He will never get the chance to meet me…. Tonight, I will become a rogue.

“Thank you for making me just as happy. You came into my life in a very unique way, but I wouldn’t change it for anything. That first glimpse of you showed me that you’re a fighter. We’ll fight side by side until our final breath. These words are from both Zeus and I. We love you, Imeela Precoza.” An adorable pink tint brushed her cheeks, but the smile could not be hidden. “Just as I love you, Jackson and Zeus Anderson.” It was decided that Imeela would be working with a specialty staff that Brynn would get made right away. It could be divided into a two-handed weapon, but there would be a way to release a spiked end with the press of a button. Suffice to say that I was excited and could not

Freya and Lucifer both ran down a long row of forlorn mecha. The machines sat in their stations on both their left and right sides, unmoving and still like statues from ages past. Whatever life they used to have had long since been taken from them, and were instead locked away in a vault far from the light of day. Freya could hardly stomach it. Not just that all this hardware was sitting around doing nothing, it was all literally wasting away. It was that whoever owned them had been taken and locked away, also far from the light of day. And everything they had was taken from them.

When that purple sun in the sky was no longer a star but had transformed into a gigantic mechanical eye watching over the entire solar system, a strange shiver ran through my chest as thousands of mechanical humans resembling Lucas rose from the ocean and knelt before me. There was no familiar warmth in their eyes—only the burning fire of war. They were Lucas’s ‘backup army,’ created beneath the surface of Mars over the past ten years for a final battle.

Everyone had separate desks with equipment for creating cyborg mods. Everyone went and sat in their seats. The four took seats next to each other. The teacher was a beautiful woman and was wearing a tech suit and welding goggles on her head, on her hands she wore silver gloves made up of mechons, they were nanites which form up any type of wearables and can be controlled with our mind,mechons are very useful in fixing and making tech, they are powered using mod energy and are extra tech attached to our bodies and they can be removed, they are extremely costly and not easily available. The teacher looked at everyone and spoke out in a beautiful voice,

Shantal hears the sky crackle loudly, almost thunderous, and looks up to see four blue dots, all in a line, fall from the sky. Shantal hears the sky crackle loudly, almost thunderous, and looks up to see four blue dots, all in a line, fall from the sky.The ground shakes and cracks as another mech appears, this one with a large machine gun on its back. The chest of the new mech opens, revealing a solider that Shantal has felt like she's seen before, but gets a headache when thinking about it too much.

Maybe, I can't tell, but I can tell you Regal was now sixteen years old, and he was quite a beauty! Here at Fang city empire, it was just daybreak, and everywhere was already bustling with life, the citizens were moving up and down. some trying to sell their goods, others trying to buy one thing or the other. Either way, they moved here and there satisfying their needs. Most of them walked just like human beings with a few exceptions, running very fast, probably trying to meet up with something or someone. The empire would probably pass for a human habitant if not for these few exceptions who were displaying super ability as they ran and jumped.

At that moment, I knew I had come back to the day I first received that call from my future self. The woman on the phone, who claimed to be me from ten years in the future, warned me not to say yes when Kieran asked for the car. At first, I did not believe it. Her number looked the same as mine, but I thought someone was only playing a prank on me. But then she said things about me that no one else knew. She named every secret I ever hid. Thus, I had no choice but to believe she really was the future me. She swore that Kieran would take my BMW and hand it over to the collectors to clear his debt.

The wooden style buildings looked so quaint and innocent yet absolute madness took place here. I could hear Adam bossing people around, organising the burial of the bodies. Good luck to him I thought. He hasn't got an evil streak at least. At best he'll be so incompetent the role of Alpha will be demoted to that of a mere figurehead like most packs in the nation. Finally we got to the car. Sleek, silver and oozing power the Lambo made Rocco's eyes light up. He opened the door for me and beckoned me to him with a curved finger.