Invincible Blue Suit Comics の小説・ストーリー

Haven’s POV I held the supplement in a small white bottle. I shook out the capsule and pressed it into Blue’s palm. “This is for your health,” I said, keeping my voice light, hoping she’d buy the lie. “You’ve been tired lately. This will help.” Blue stared at the capsule as if it were a tiny, poisonous insect. Her brows knitted together, her lips pursing in quiet resistance. She was getting older now, old enough to question things she didn’t understand.

She spotted the Blue Streak down on his knees, blood staining his blue super suit as a crowd hopelessly looked on. As Viper watched her father get put down by the Berserker lord, she almost felt the urge to just run in there and help her but Carter's warning to not mess with time had her grounded. There was more conversation between the Blue Streak and Lord Berserker that Viper could not quite catch until she saw the Berserker lord strike her dad across the face while he was still on the ground. She was quick to notice the sudden glorified look in the Blue Streak's face behind his mask when the alien warlord had thrown yet another fist but the speedster caught it with one arm.

I asked, shoving the knife closer to Boy Blue's throat. "I don't know!" Big Bird said, shaking. "I didn't get a good look at him." "Right!" I asked, grabbing a hunk of his friend's cobalt blue hair, shoving the knife closer to his throat. "Okay, okay! He wore a power suit, had dark hair, and an earring!" Big Bird sang. "Is there anything else you can tell me about him?" I asked, waiting. "He's a vamp!" Big Bird yelled, his eyes wide. Boy Blue said nothing.

So there was no way the next Blue Team member would be able to deal with Orange Monk. Soon, the next Blue Team member walked to the centre of the stadium. He was a handsome man, just like Blue Mantis. But he was slightly taller than Blue Mantis and had a stocky build. “The next representative for the Blue Team, the powerful Strength Type Thrasher, Musclehead, is here!” Peter shouted loudly. The crowd quickly erupted into cheers as they tried to encourage Musclehead. Although they knew that Musclehead was weaker than Orange Monk, they were hoping for a miracle.

What had gone into him? " But I was not comfortable wearing them," I said and slept on the extreme edge of the bed. " You will fall off the bed... " He said hesitantly. " No, I am fine. Good night; " I said and closed my eyes immediately. In the Morning... The next morning, I was getting dressed for work when Mihir entered the dressing room. I was trying to zip up my beautiful mauve-coloured suit that had a fitted bodice but it flared below the waist the neck was deep at the back and had a string to tie. I felt his gaze on me. Turning, I saw him standing there, a soft smile on his face.

Zayn nodded silently, not offering much in response. The meeting tonight wasn’t one he was looking forward to. Mr. Blue had asked for it. A man known in the underworld for being ruthless, unpredictable, and oddly quiet. Some said he had no soul left. Others said he sold it for power, some even said he was a replica of Zayn. Whatever the truth was, Zayn didn’t like the man, and he isn't also afraid of him and definitely didn’t trust him. Mr. Blue claimed to have information about the traitor within the Obsidian Summit. That alone had made Zayn accept the meeting. But everything about it felt off. it's was too sudden and convenient. And the fact that Mr. Blue was Mikhail’s cousin made it worse

Tony Freemont jumped out the hovercraft in front, from out of the other hovercrafts his team came behind him, eager to kick blue demon butt. Willy Goodwill knew, today was the day he was going to fight to his death. The Blue skinned horde would have to go through him first before they could invade New York City and the rest of the world. He was amazed when a throng of allies, suddenly appeared beside him firing laser and plasma emitters at the invading horde! He shrunk back in exhaustion. As the new group of allies took their positions in front of him, cutting down the Succubino army with their emitters. But as more fell, even more kept on coming from out of the portal.

“If I cannot have it, no one will! This palace will explode right now!” The entire palace shook with the sound of a sharp siren. The blue gas tanks of the laboratory began to burst one by one. Little Sophia held me tightly. “Sister, do not be afraid. Lucas brother is coming.” Suddenly the stone covering on my belly shattered completely into pieces. From behind the smoke a tall man emerged. Blue lines of light were across his entire body, and huge mechanical wings were on his back. His face looked exactly like Lucas, but there was no human emotion in his eyes anymore. He was now a ‘super soldier’.

So, Blue’s powers needed to be as positive as it could be, so that Blue’s powers would not only become stronger, but also purer, and become more healing. “Blue, come on… you can do this!” Reyan told Blue. “You won’t hurt Hail. Hail is your friend, right?” he asked and smiled as he knelt across Blue to face him and grabbed Blue’s shoulders. “Blue, you are Hail’s best friend. You will never hurt your friend, especially your best friend who is almost your brother, okay?” he said as he stared at Blue’s golden pupils.

Titan said and sighed heavily. Zach laughed and nudged Dylan. "Because he is fat, he thinks the suit does not go well with him." "It is called a suit to 'suit' people!" Titan yelled. "I look like a gasoline tank. Do they really have to use bright blue? Why can't it be a black suit? I'd look thinner in black." Titan stomped on the marbled floor, ranting. That's probably so they can easily spot you if you dare make a bold escape.