Gundam Wing Fanfic Novels & Stories

Jidana and kariya left their hut and went outside and sat in the sand. She then told Kariya to close his eyes as she did the same. She then held up the Wing Regalia and began to recite a poem; “show us the winds, give us the power to soar above all, show us the path, show us the road we must lightly tread show us the Wing Road.” Said Jidana and the Wing Regalia released a cool blast of wind. The cool breeze washed over them as they opened their eyes. They were no longer sitting in the sand, they weren’t even in Xanner anymore, instead they were in space standing on a stream of winding air.

, Dennis exclaimed truthfully. "Huh! On one hand, You are with me and on the other hand, your name is shipping with another man who confessed his love in an interview for a unknown man but everyone thought that Ryan Cruz is talking about you. Numerous hashtag, shipname fan accounts are created and activated on the social networking sites. Now, tell me don't have a right to show my anger? I am disappointed. Sorry", Alden exclaimed and turned away from him. Suddenly, Dennis's eyes narrowed down but his lips curved upward.

Michael took over immediately and grabbed Mina as she slipped from his back, he wrapped his arms around her, as his wings expanded and he took flight bringing Mina back on the wing of the jet. He placed Mina back on his back and allowed Onyx to take back control. Mina's harness snapped back into place as Blaze went from archangel to wolf. “Damn I hate you, you got an angel and a wolf, and all we got is regular wolves.” Ji'lahni said and Maka growled offended. “Oh, I didn't mean it like that, you're a fucking alpha you're the strongest wolf that I have ever seen, but wings would be fucking awesome right now.” Ji'lahni said shrugging, he knew what she meant and he had to admit wings would be a

He swung his katana, efficiently chopping off a wing, blood sprayed his face. "Has to be!" He shouted back, jumping in front of Jason. Jason aimed his pistols over Liam's shoulders and continued shooting as Liam tried to cut a path through the Nephilim. Their voices shrill in my ears, and the throbbing of their wings; it seemed so much worse than normal. Usually we had a small headache, their voices half angelic half human only bothered us a little bit; but this was on a different scale. If I was being honest with myself it wasn't looking good for us, we were going to tire sooner or later despite being in great shape, and it didn't seem like the onslaught was going to stop ever.

Star elucidated and made an evil laughter afterwards. "Geez, this is more than I thought" Seun muttered. "Now that you have destroyed the wings gifted to me by Sorex, how will I fly?" "The lives of the people dear to you should be enough to please Sorex to gift me a new pair of wings." Star said with an evil grin plastered across his face. "No please" Vicoliz begged "The same guy that cut off my right arm and wing is begging for mercy" "No way"

This was a mission anyways, and as long as she filled the meter then whatever else she did didn’t matter, now, did it? ‘Hm, I guess I could extend a hand to the ‘less fortunate’,’ Dina stated placing emphasis on the ‘less fortunate’ while she wiggled her brows shamelessly at Zero who directly ignored her. Dina: QAQ Flashing the anxious Paws with a reserved smile, Feral leaned forwards as he scooped the male in his arms. The wounds from the sudden extrusion of the wings had been long healed due to the angels' healing powers but the male was still feverish. As he held his quivering body in his arms, Feral’s skin blushed a faint red just from the hotness.

I grabbed the spear close to me and aimed it at the core. I watched it crack, and at the same time, the gravity of the territory slowly changed. I snorted the moment I could feel the territory falling down. "There is no way; I will let you all die," I mumbled. I spread my wings wide again and grew them even bigger enough for me to gather all the lycans and envelope them inside my wings. Me and the lycans are inside my opalescent wings—especially Winston, who is in my arms. I desperately placed my concentrated healing powers inside my wings and prayed for everyone to get healed.

"Why did you call me that?" Amara asked, still sitting on Damascus's lap. He had called her angel twice and she wondered at its meaning. It was Damascus's turn to look slightly embarrassed. He looked away for a moment at the trees that surrounded them. "After my accident and I found out that you weren’t a Dragon, I thought of you as my wingless angel," he said. His gaze returned to her. Amara smiled at the nickname and decided that she in fact liked it when he called her that. "You don't mind, do you?" Damascus asked and Amara shook her head in answer.

The Winged race had been so glorious when it first emerged. But since the Devil's advent into the fold, the Wingeds had suffered nothing but a string of unfortunate events: he took their Reality Painting and the Suan Ni True Blood, their Legion was utterly decimated with only a paltry few of their number barely surviving, and now, he was once again soundly defeated with his Fan of Cosmos now seized by him, and he would never escape unscathed this time, by the looks of it.

I stared after him, heart thudding. Spitfire let out a soft, unimpressed chirp from her carrier. “Yeah, I know,” I muttered, leaning back into the pillows. “Don’t get attached.” But maybe… maybe it wasn’t the worst thing if I did.