Gundam 00 Lockon Stratos Novels & Stories

Suddenly, I had a mind link from one of the warriors who was on duty. "Luna, there's a strange man who is requesting the permission of the alpha to enter our pack but the alpha's link is closed," the warrior informed me. I was taken aback by this news, as we usually don't receive visitors in our pack. but in recent times we've received more visitors than expected. However, I knew that it was my responsibility to handle the situation. Without wasting any time, I asked the warrior to inquire about the stranger's name, pack, and mission. "Luna, he said his name is Leonard and he has no pack and he is not a rogue," the warrior said.

They were smaller than the Vanguard mechs, resembling skeletal, metallic gargoyles with razor-sharp wings and plasma-spewing maws. "They're anti-aerospace interceptors," Sebastian analyzed the threat instantly, his mutated eye tracking their flight paths with terrifying calculation. "They're trying to swarm the thrusters." "Not on my watch," Harper’s white eyes glowed fiercely. She didn't draw her plasma blade. In the zero-gravity environment of the stratosphere, she unleashed the true potential of the white nanolaminate armor.

Location: Eos Reborn — Underwater Fortress The massive war mech descended from the docking bay ceiling, its steel-plated frame gleaming under the dim red lights, mechanical limbs armed with heavy artillery cannons and automated drone launchers. Its cold, unfeeling sensors locked onto us, priming for total annihilation. Natalia Cross’s voice echoed through the holographic interface, sharp and venomous: The First Strike The war mech’s missile launchers activated, unleashing a barrage of rockets that exploded across the docking bay walls, shattering steel beams and sending debris flying.

From him, a peculiar smell emanated. "I see that you are stranded. I am here to help." Rolling her eyes, Scarlett scoffed. There was only one person who would be aware that she needed assistance. She gave the young man a quick glance. "Did Simon send you?" He chuckled. "You are so smart. It makes sense why you were selected to be our Luna." He moved to the front of her car and opened the hood. He checked to see what was wrong and looked at her. "Your car needs water. Do you have water in there?"

Eve asked as they came to a stop next to the Gulfstream. Elvin shook his head. "Nah. It's probably nothing. I'll ignore it." Eve insisted, "Get it." The guard opened her door, and she got down. Elvin looked to see who the caller was, it was Bert Shepherd, his former work colleague, and friend who had called him to tell him that there was a lockdown. If Bert was calling, he definitely had authentic news for Elvin. So bad of Elvin to have ignored his calls. So Elvin answered.

Human. Lily. Samuel. And the boy. Their son. His name on the screen was not a name. It was a designation: NEXUS-01. Elena stared at those three jagged lines. "He didn't just lock them in the basement. He wired the door shut. Every time they try to feel something, the Loom corrects it. Pushes them back under." "Then we cut the power." Lucas was already moving toward the throne, his hands searching for seams, access panels. "If we overload the Loom again"

~ Heavens Fall ~ Canan and Onimura are currently watching the blazing horizon on the forward command post 1,500 km away from Campo de Starliege. Starknights are simultaneously being deployed to the front to support the battle raging on. An oval-shaped landing craft descended behind them. The side of the landing craft opened and a girl wearing a white robe exited the vehicle. This is Diana Astral, only daughter of General RavenX and the Commander of Dragoon Platoon. She's beautiful yet dangerous to her enemies and to those who lose her favor in the military.

"A cursed lineage taking over from a cursed man. It fits perfectly, doesn’t it?" Thorne’s eyes met mine, and sympathy and caution meshed into his stare. “What do we do, Alpha? There’s bound to be unrest and power struggles. And with her...” “The Luna of Death,” I murmured. The title hung heavy in the air, chilling the room with its implications. “We need to tread carefully, Thorne. She’s a living weapon, destructive and unpredictable.” Thorne nodded, understanding the unspoken complexities. “Do you want to reach out? Offer some kind of truce or—”

The scent of ozone from my surge was suddenly drowned out by wet asphalt and gun oil. "Subject Zero is a legacy variable, Damian," a new voice cut through. Deep. Perfectly modulated. "She belongs in a vault, not a nursery." Damian’s rifle tracked toward the mist. He didn't move to shield me; he moved to control the space. "The suite is a Level 4 lockdown. Identify yourself before I turn that mist into a red smear." A figure stepped through the dripping titanium remains of the wall. He wore slate-gray tactical gear, but he lacked the blue optics of the synthetic soldiers.

It was Lucas, the lead warrior. I let him in. "Alpha Zane, the search party has returned, and we bring, " he paused, sensing the tension in me.