Gladiator Megatron Novels & Stories

Madchen marveled at the men’s healthy appetites. Drago, NIck, and Marcu ate three platefuls of food, with Madchen raising a curious eyebrow, watching them act like lumberjacks after a hard morning’s work. “They have… interesting metabolisms,” Adriana smiled,”A trait of their unique lineage.” Why did she have the distinct feeling the family matriarch was trying to tell her something? “Hmmph,” Grigo cleared the air, “What my beautiful wife is trying to say, little girl, is we are not like ordinary humans,”

"He is a demon,his name is.." Suddenly,the lights in the room began to switch off and on, the floor began to tremble. "Tell me his name!"Mr Phenyo shouted. "What's going on?" Mika asked. "The demon doesn't want his name to be known, he will be defeated once they know it's name,it knows this!" I replied. Tell me his name!!" Mr Phenyo shouted once again. "His name is balzahad,king of bloodshed!" Blood began falling out of Louis's eyes.

“Well, let’s see how it goes… “ “Last time, it was kamaitachi… what’s it going to be this time around?... “ At the north special box of the Colosseum, Flavius Great-grandmother nodded her head as she watches following a loud clanking and plonking sound, hearkened through out the arena as chains rattled before long half of the arena tensely folded into the other half where the EXTERMINATOR stood heavily as red and black vapor emitted from it’s invulnerable body appearing as though series of plates were tacked on above the other conjointly cladded with great helm revealing an eye slit that glowed in red standing many feet taller and different in appearance than when Herminia previously wore it

Serpent grunts and tries stabbing Megan again, but Megan ducked, kicking her ass. Megan brushed serpent's feet and her feet separated from the floor, and landed back on the floor. Megan took the knife from her and stabbed it on her thigh, Serpent groaned in pain. "I? Tiny little Ant?" Megan Scoffs. "I may look tiny and small, but if you have watched or played the game mortal Kombat, then you must know I am Sonya blade, the roster female fighter" Megan said and gave Serpent an axe kick, landing her boot directly on the serpent's head.

And for the first time, he didn't feel like he was drowning. He felt like he'd been saved. **************************** INDEX: Murmillo- a type of gladiator fighter, uses a big shield Thracian- a type of gladiator fighter, a gladiator who uses speed

The gladiator pulled out his opponent’s femur, crippling him. “Holy gods!” She gasped, shirking away from the sight of blood, muscles, and bones pulling out as the male yelped in the pit. The audience let out a boo at the failed gladiator while cheering the winner as he raised the bloody, broken leg of his opponent, roaring. “Looks like someone doesn’t have enough spine to watch the games. What then makes her the Luna?” Edrand spat. She raised her face and looked down at him. His eyes were fixed on her, a smirk curling his lips. “You’re too weak to be in our midst, you know?” He added.

My lips attempted to form another self-accomplished, shit-eating grin, but the muscles in my face refused to comply, and I was stuck somewhere between a constipated smile and a cry for help. Vladislav and Anatoly were still above the podium—or so I thought. I could barely see anything from behind the curtain of blood dancing across my eyes. God, I was so exhausted. But still, I had a chance of destroying Malcom Reece now. I had fulfilled my end of the bargain, and now Vladislav Moroz must fulfill his. The sharp clang of metal snapped me from my thoughts, the loud echo ricocheting through the bloodstained arena. The cage door flew open, and in came fury personified—with a mask.

Almost instantly, some color returned to his cheeks, and he let out a long shaky breath. “Thanks Grumpy,” Jax muttered, leaning his head against the damp wall. “But you still owe me a new harness. This one is ruined.” Malakai actually smirked, a quick flash of white teeth that made him look human for a split second. “I'll put it on the tab.” But the moment of levity didn’t last. A sound drifted down the tunnel rhythmic mechanical clicking. Malakai’s face went pale. “Scout drones. They've breached the tunnels”.

"Is he a monster now too?" Lihont nodded his head, a dark look of victory on his face. "Yes," Lihont replied. "He drank it without any hesitation because he knew his place. Now he is a powerful gladiator, a giant of shadows waiting on my signal to come out of the dark and kill. He is a loyal dog, unlike you."

His carved titanium alloy-covered shoulder muscles shimmered from the auto factory ceiling’s lights shining down on his six-foot-four frame. “I would like to introduce you to 2Pac GX7. He’s a prototype designed to look like the real 2Pac. He has an infinite neural net processor inside his head that helps him learn new things.” Irena tried to introduce 2Pac to Amy, who felt fascinated and creeped out by Irena’s cybernetic soldier. Amy wanted to get her child out of 2Pac’s arms. Somehow, she could feel the technological heat radiating from the metal man’s body. “Mommy!” Omar stretched his little hand out toward his mother.