Gamera 2: Legion 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."

THE LAST NIGHT - ALPHA, BETA, GAMMA of the BLACK SHADOW PACK Jake - 44 years old Aaron and Gavin - 42 years old GAMMA AARON. I stood in the middle of the quadrangle. The warriors would soon finish their training for the day. I let my eyes wander over the training grounds that have been under my command for the last twenty-four years since I took over the Gamma position at the age of eighteen. It has been quite a journey.

“What’s the biggest fuck-up you’ve seen?” “Biggest?” Legion pauses, glancing back at me with a wry grin. “Legacy on a full moon. Every damn time. He’s a fucking wrecking ball. Doesn’t care who he pisses off, doesn’t care what deals he ruins.” “Sounds like fun,” I deadpan, my dislike for the kid growing more and more. Legion’s eyes are everywhere, scanning the room for threats, for anything that looks off. He moves like someone who’s used to being in enemy territory, and I respect that. But I can see the tension in his shoulders, the way his jaw clenches every now and then.

I simply waggled my tongue at him before turning around to use the restroom. I could hear him mocking me, "Ashley, I'll give you a lot of shampoos, please just use it!" "Dad! just cut it off okay!" I yelled back, and I could hear him laugh it off. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=- I looked at the structure where the address on the email was listed. On its facade, a huge BLKQ GAMING logo can be seen. Before deciding to enter, I first took a deep breath. You are capable, Ash! You dominate the top spot on the Philippine server, yasuo!

The other guy had very short blonde hair, green eyes and also looks like he works out. “Well, let’s get going. My little brother Damascus doesn’t like to work too late in the day.” We all head out I in a limo and as we sit there, I can tell that Magnus and Damarion were carrying guns under their coats, but I was surprised to see Legion was also carrying one. It took us at least half an hour to get to the place, and when we get inside to see two guys walking from the back of the store to us. The one guy I’m guessing is Legion brother Damascus, because he looks like a mini version of Legion, but he had green eyes. The other guy I’m guessing is Marius. He had brown hair, ice blue eyes, and lots

Just like that, Emily took Gama to her house, and when the door was shut behind them, Gama finally revealed himself by cancelling the effect of his illusion. Emily gasped loudly, but then she took a deep breath and looked into Gama's eyes. “You're not real.” She said and was about to remove her footwear, believing herself to be hallucinating when Gama spoke, “I am real.” Emily's eyes widened, and she turned around to face Gama, who had discarded his disguise and bare his gorgeous face to Emily. Emily was alarmed and excited at the same time. Gama was wearing the body of one of her favourite celebrities.

A red flash punctuated the rumble of thunder and I saw the shadow of the Xiezhi, backlit by a chain of violent explosions. A moment later a command capsule fired straight upwards, like a beacon into the dirty sky, and everything was still. Absolutely still. "What the hell just happened?" Alyx asked, quietly. Out of nowhere, a Legion came tumbling out of the fog, collapsing only a few hundred yards in front of my Predator. Its round electrical weapon had been blown clean in half by the Xiezhi's lasers, shards still faintly glowing. "Another one of those lightning things," Kitt breathed. "Looks like most of the Legions here have them."

Iris looked up and froze. The sky had split open. A jagged wound of darkness tore across the heavens, and from it poured shadows that took form as monstrous creatures—twisted wolves with glowing red eyes and teeth like daggers. Their snarls shook the earth as they raced toward the sanctuary. “The Shadow Legion,” Damon’s voice echoed faintly in Iris’s mind. She stiffened as his presence brushed her thoughts like a cold breeze. “This is only the beginning, Iris. He’s coming.” “Damon,” she whispered, clutching at her chest.

And from the sky, a new notification appeared, flashing in a blood-red light. GENRE SHIFT DETECTED: TRAGIC REVENGE ARC INITIATED.

Dante commanded, stepping through the airlock and raising his weapon. Elara wiped her tears, violently shoving her shattered heart into a tight, compartmentalized box. She raised her submachine gun and followed him into the frigid, heavily air-conditioned expanse of the Sector 2 server farm. The cavernous room was a cathedral of digital power. Rows upon rows of towering black monolithic servers hummed with immense electrical current, processing the global flow of Genesis Island's illicit wealth. But the room was wrong. The ambient lighting, usually a pristine operational blue, was glowing a harsh, warning yellow.