Gates Titanfall 2 Novels & Stories

She was going to gas tens of thousands of her own citizens, workers, and soldiers just to flush out the rebellion. "The ultimate efficiency," Tristan whispered in horror. "Erase the board and start over." "Tristan, pull the lever!" Saoirse yelled, sensing his hesitation. "We have to let the fleet in!" Tristan grabbed the third lever. With a primal shout of exertion, he ripped it downward. CLANG. Through the glass wall, they watched as the magical blue light of the Titan’s Gate vanished entirely. The massive, house-sized links of the iron chain succumbed to gravity, crashing down into the depths of the ocean and clearing the harbor entrance.

she said into the intercom, her voice perfectly cold, detached, and authoritative. ​The yellow lasers stopped. For three agonizing seconds, the gatehouse's automated systems processed the encrypted code against the Inner Council’s central ledger. ​Suddenly, the flashing yellow lights turned a solid, welcoming green. ​“CREDENTIALS VERIFIED. WELCOME BACK, KANE GROUP PROXY. PROCEED TO SECURITY BAY 4 FOR MANUAL VERIFICATION AND RECLAMATION STAMPING.” ​The massive, three-ton titanium pressure gate groaned upward, releasing a cloud of warm, clean air that smelled of ozone and expensive synthetic perfume—a stark contrast to the wet rust and salt of the lowlands.

My heartrate sped up as I headed straight for the titans, the guardians of the gates of hell. Before long I was standing facing two towering cyclops. They wore toga style clothing, and they had arm, leg, and back muscles that would intimidate even the strongest of supernatural beings. Blue and purple veins bulged and were easily visible through their paperwhite skin. These things are not nice and if I get caught, I’ll be taught a lesson. Probably even made an example of. Up until this point Drake and I have avoided any type of punishment in this place. If I get caught, my pride may take a good beating. I’m not as powerful as I once was, and Hades may let one of these Titans kick my weak ass.

The twin turrets opened fire with a terrifying, continuous roar—a high-velocity wall of lead that tore through his tactical armor in a fraction of a second, painting the titanium blast doors in a horrific, violent spray of crimson before his body even hit the ground. I slammed against the stone pillar, my right hand slapping flat against the cold biometric glass plate. The blood from the guard splashed across the toe of my leather boots, but I didn't look down. I kept my eyes locked on the console display as the massive titanium doors began to grind backward into the mountain wall, breaking the seal that had kept the Vane legacy hidden for a generation. Aisha walked slowly out of the smoke,

A wad of cold fear formed in her stomach. “What gate?” she asked, confused. His smile widened beneath the cracked mask. “The Gate of Collapse.” A ripple of horror spread through the room. A Noctis envoy shouted, “That’s a myth!” A Solaris judge protested, “That gate cannot exist!” Ariadne stiffened. “Explain yourself.” The assassin stretched his fingers, corrupted luminous dancing between them. “The Gate is real. And only one soul can unlock it.” He pointed at Alessia with two fingers. “Yours.”

More of those doors with names. Forgotten, Birthdays, Human, Reaver, Unforgettable, Favorites, Men, Women, Katrina…. Wait, Human? “Titan, What are these doors?” I asked. He stopped for a moment. “Oh those? Those are your memories. Just storage rooms that house the memories. It’s pretty neat, nice and locked away tight. No one is allowed in there except me and you.” Titan said. “My memories? Wait... Why does that one say Human? I was never Human…” I said to my Wolf. “And this one says Forgotten? Are those memories I have forgotten? How did I forget them, if they are right here?” I asked.

They’ve breached the outer walls, their armor and skin gleaming, their weapons soaked in the multi-colored blood of the evil creatures they’re cutting down. “We need to get inside while they’re occupied,” Rowen says as we run toward the gates. “Before reinforcements show up.” “Anyone see a way in?” Alexander asks, scanning the structure. The gates are obvious—two massive obsidian stone doors, smooth and polished to a mirror shine. They gleam in the combined glow of hellfire and angelic light. You can see where they’ll part, but there’s no handle, no lock, no seam to manipulate. The clash of war echoes around us, the sky full of cries and steel. I see the four Thrones fly out to meet three fi

He typed commands into a massive console, his fingers moving with frantic speed. "General Kovac is rotting in a cell. Rothschild is bankrupt," Kane muttered to himself, his voice echoing in the empty metal room. "Fools. They played politics. They played with money." He pressed a glowing red button on his desk. "But they underestimated me. I don't need armies or banks. I have the future." On the screen, a message flashed green: [ PROJECT TITAN: ONLINE ] In the hangar bay below him, massive hydraulic engines roared to life, shaking the dust off the steel beams.

Ryan pressed the horn and the gates opened automatically. "Such weak security," Titan clucked "Oh please this is the latest technology in terms of security," Ryan argued. Titan rolled his eyes. "Just by opening up the gates to anybody? Yeah, I can see how technological that is." Ryan shrugged. "I think it's opening up to us because you are known here." He maneuvered the car towards the entrance, while Titan removed his seat belt as he spoke. "Let's get this done and over with." Once indoors, the Alpha who owned the house welcomed Titan. A butler standing by collected their coats. "Welcome King Titan,"

Even now, days later, to access my powers feels like wading through mud with invisible chains weighing me down but when I do, I destroy them in an instant. “What do you want from me?” I asked, though I already feared the answer. “I want proof you’re more than raw power in a body,” Raven said. His eyes held me like steel. “I want to see the strong warrior I trained, the monster and also you in control of it.” A heavy gate opens at the far side of the arena. My stomach knotted. Titan stepped through. He was huge in size, eight feet tall, with broad shoulders enough to block the light of the day and arms spread like tree trunks.