Gamora Guardians 2 Novels & Stories

He paused for a while, then continued to speak. "I work for an organization called the GOH,Guardians of the Hex. We fight all sort of bad, human and non human. We use advanced technology and combat to fight our enemies" he emphasized. Confusion struck me.I didn't know how to react. I felt proud of my father, I also felt angry at him for abandoning his family to save the world. As I lifted my gaze, I saw my father looking back at me, I smiled, hoping he could not see the anger within me as I was embarrassed to show my true feelings to people I hadn’t known that long.

Where they beyond saving? “What is your new order? Miranda. Reason with me. If you won’t give me the artifacts to give the Lords then reason with me. Tell me what it is you mean to do. What will the guardians do?” “I will not tell you, I will not give you anything. I want only Sacha. I want you dead, and want out of this place!” He had never heard of a Guardian going mad. She had told me all I needed to know and Sacha would not survive it.

Red lights flooded the vault. Amara spun. “You tripped something?” “No.” Gunfire echoed from above. Cassian’s voice crackled through their comms. “It’s a setup. Get out. Now.” The vault doors began to close. Luca grabbed Amara’s wrist and pulled her through the side tunnel. They ran through darkness, bullets bouncing off the stone behind them. Guards. Not police — but mercenaries. Amara ducked, slid across a marble bench, and fired back. One man fell.

The sound was like a whimper from wounded animal of some kind, but he had to make sure. But what he saw around the corner wasn’t an injured animal, but a half-naked man tied up and gagged. Another man was on the ground next to him in a similar state, but unconscious. Julian knew both men very well. Although they were now covered in cuts and bruises, he knew they were the men guarding the back door to the auditorium, the one that opened directly to the parking area. Julian hid his gun back in its place and got on his knees to free the conscious man, who was struggling to get free from his bonds. “Who did this to you?” he asked Misha urgently, not liking this scenario at all.

Using her brain, she immediately pressed the alarm button in the middle of the room on the second floor which was connected to every room on the house to alert all guard that they were under attack and this had managed to wake Grigory as well who realized the situation. Grigory got out from his room and saw her on top of the stairs. He quickly signaled her to go back to her room and went to the safety room while Grigory led the guards to brace themselves, disappearing into the weapon room along with the other members. Ana thought she would come to no use when dealing with guns, which was the truth, so she obeyed her father and went back inside her room and removed a piece of the wall where t

“Guardians called them… Oscuro.” “They’re physical appearance is unearthly. They have no nose, mouth, and ears. They only have one eye, their bodies is like a skeleton. They wear baggy black cloth, they have their own language but they can understand us.” the late guardian of fire said. “What are their abilities?” Sierra asked. Now interested in the topic. “Why does the guardians fear them?” “No, where did you get that?” it answered angrily that made Sierra confused. “Why?” “The Guardians don’t fear them. You must have misunderstand me.”

Not one man, but two men were coming. My face darkened. I walked back to the sofa, held the cup on the table in my hands, and took a sip although I didn’t know what was in the cup. After about ten seconds, the door opened. I turned around and looked at the door as if I had just noticed it. Two strangers came in. One was a young man with a smile. The other was middle-aged and looked stern. “Morning, Luna, I’m Delta Carl. This is Beta Gerald. Derek asked us to accompany you as your guards,” the young man introduced. The man called Gerald nodded to me and said "morning". They both stiffened when they saw the scar on my face.

The presence of the shed skins serves as a stark reminder of the guardians' fierce nature and their territorial instincts. In the center of the chamber, an enigmatic sight captures Finrir's attention. A raised dias stands proudly, emerging just above the water line. As Finrir approaches, he notices a remarkable detail. The platform, where the eggs of the guardians rest, is encased in a layer of shed skins. These discarded remnants, once belonging to the ancient protectors, now serve as insulation and cushioning, forming a protective nest for the precious eggs.

I pressed Arnold's butt and proudly mouthed that he is mine but no one else. Strong-faced guard frowned his face and looked away while I chuckled feeling relieved and refreshed as ever. The battle had been conquered. No more slavery to the Genovians!

He must be our eyes. “Whenever you want alpha. I deactivated camera 1 and 2, corresponding to the entrance. There are two guards monitoring the perimeter. I think it would be good to knock them out without making a sound.” Whispers to us, via mental link, our pack hacker, Paul. I nod in silence. I give my instructions by link, “Harry and Logan, take care of it.” “Right away, my king.” We watch as my two gammas approach the guards cautiously from behind, and in a single movement, hug the two guards from behind, knocking them out, leaving them asleep. They pick them up and hide them in the alley behind the facility. They then return to their initial position.