Jedi Sentinel Novels & Stories

She looked small, a scrap of a girl in a stained medic’s jacket, standing amidst the ruins of the most advanced security system in Eldergloom. "The girl speaks of souls while her hands are covered in the grease of a sewer," the Sentinel replied, his voice a mechanical drone that lacked any human cadence. He stood seven feet tall, his armor a polished, seamless silver that reflected the swirling sapphire twilight above. He stepped over the smoldering remains of his comrade, his heavy boots making a hollow, terrifying sound on the polished stone. "You have opened a door that only leads to your grave. Did you think a hammer could stop the Queen’s design?"

The miniature planets orbiting the desk froze in mid rotation. "It's here," Marcus roared, instantly deploying his massive golden shield, stepping between Jack and the breached doorway. Through the shattered entrance stepped a figure that made the Devourer's previous avatars look like amateur hour. It was an entity composed entirely of blinding, flawless white light. It had no face, no features, and no chaotic dark matter. It was a Perfected Sentinel—a drone of the Static. It held a long, smooth lance of frozen time. Where the Sentinel stepped, the black marble of the boardroom instantly turned white, freezing the kinetic energy of the floor itself.

With Miguel's return to the room, the two could come across two guys standing at his door, one with brown hair in a well-aligned haircut, a shaved beard and standing with his hands in his pockets while the other was talking super excitedly, gesturing a lot. This one had dark blond hair combed back. As Miguel approached the duo, he put his hand on Catherine's shoulder, making her look at him a little scared at first. His hand was warm, and he had to take a step to his side, which made her smell his wonderful scent. It was Miguel's perfume, with a woody odor that matched perfectly with his lumberjack style. The trance in her mind was broken when she heard him introduce her.

Caelum muttered under his breath, his voice tight with anger. Sena’s heart skipped a beat. The Lunar Sentinels—elite soldiers of the Moon Temple. The Temple’s most fanatical followers, known for their deadly efficiency and merciless pursuit of anyone who dared defy the Goddess’s will. They were the ones sent after traitors, after those who would threaten the Temple’s authority. And now, they were here. "Stay close to me," Caelum ordered, his eyes dark with resolve. He pulled his sword from its sheath, his movements fluid and precise. The Sentinels were closing in, their horses kicking up the dust as they approached.

The longest record was 7 days but that was a different species altogether, a captive from the Continent of Willowdale, The Land of the Damned. “Please do mind your words, friend. Whose hands among us here remained innocent in the path of attaining strength? You may not see us wield the accepting palms of the Buddhist Saints but judge some of us as mere killers. But please, do not think that we have no honor left in us to receive such harsh words and take it for granted.” Master Simon's eyes bled red and his countenance changed from that of a calm man into a hungry wolf who longed for battle. His sect robes shattered and was instantly replaced by a golden armor indicating his position in the

Holus protect us all, it was a disaster never been seen at all. “We can’t stay here much longer,” Falstad said. The groans of the undead grow nearer, and there will be no way out once everyone has turned. “Arthur!” He shouted, and there came Lieutenant Arthur. “Commander?” Arthur asked. “Take six of your men to hold off the undead here whilst we leave with the princess. Holus guide you.”

Mike looked at Felix then back at me. “Joseph is dead, but there has been some talk of someone else trying to regroup what is left of the Suicide Kings. I already have Trevor and Jacob working on it, but until we know for sure there is no more threat there will be someone here at all times.” Great just what I wanted to hear right now. “You handle it. I just want to stay here with Jensen and not worry about anything else but him.” I said to them then laid my head next to Jensen’s hand.

Feeling the wind in her hair, she felt motivated to cause trouble and she popped open the paint she held and poured it over Principal Dolan's bald head. The crowd erupted in laughter as black paint dripped from his head, ruining his clothes and Jade used that opportunity. Pressing a button on the belt she wore around her waist, Jade threw down the empty can as she was pulled up by the rope she was hanging on. As soon as she reached a window, she grabbed the window frame and jumped over it, packing up her gear into her backpack and running into the elevator. She pressed the second button and as soon as she reached the second floor, she left the elevator and used the steps. Just as she expecte

Julian barked into his comms unit. ​Back in the Long Island vault, Leo’s fingers blurred across his console. "Override confirmed, Dad! Door opening!" ​With a heavy pneumatic hiss, the blast doors slid open. Julian and Dominic fell back into the command core, Dominic tossing an EMP grenade over his shoulder into the hallway. The blast detonated with a muted blue pop, frying the remaining droids' circuits into silence. ​The blast doors slammed shut behind them, sealing the twins inside the primary vault of Project Sentinel.

Sunny agreed enthusiastically. The sentry led Him along the road of destiny, as the people of the clone city called it, leading to the high Lord. The surrounding metal trees glistened in the neon white night, and the faces of the Sun and the Sentinel reflected on them as if they were showing a movie about the walk of two strangers. Audible metallic sounds from the robots accompanied the Sentry and led Him to the Supreme Lord's fateful decision. Finally, climbing the steps to the gate of the temple of the high Lord, the Sentry said goodbye to Sunny, finally saying: "My journey is over and your journey continues," the Sentry said calmly.