Marvel Snap Havok Novels & Stories

He snapped me out of my thoughts and took out a small bell, shaking it. A familiar chiming sound echoed in my ears… giving my mind that blank feeling again. "When I snap my fingers, you will obey my every command." He remarked and snapped his fingers in front of my face. A hazy feeling suddenly enveloped me. I was dazed, my eyes staring unblinkingly into his weird black ones. Weren’t his eyes blue or are they his wolf’s? His voice was just above a whisper, replaying over and over in my head and it sounded like a haunting song to my ears.

Lottie POV "Charlotte.. please." I heard Kane whine, feeling his hand graze over my shoulder as I faced the rather beautiful face of HAvoc; he reminded me of a magnificent creature I had seen in a dream once. Lifting my hand to touch his black fur, I jumped when Havoc's snarling teeth snapped at the side of me Kane was trying to grab. Anger exploded within me, and in a moment of insanity, I raised my hand and smashed it down on Havoc's snout with strength I did not know I had.

Havoc turned away looking as if looking at something in the background that could not be seen through the proxy stone. "Remember your promise...." Halbert Began sobbing. "Please." Tears of despair slowly trailed down his cheeks. " I don't want to die, but please keep your promise." "I gave my word." Havoc Mumbled reaching towards his face. "Robert..." ... ... "You should have left the monsters in the bedtime stories..." Black wings sprouted from Havocs back, like lightning Havoc turned, his eyes glowing a magnificent violet that was both beautiful yet terrifying. His features no longer that of a human.

Is he a part of the Mafia or what? How can someone has brutal as this still exist. Jail he should to to jail. Fuck am calling the police. God......look at that body.... The chest which stood like an holy ground where I won't mind offering a prayer, then the v-line on his hips, just like a call of duty. A duty that would make you want to rip off his towel and show what's hidden behind to the world. Right in front of me is Xavier, well not just Xavier, a naked Xavier.

I snap at Havoc. He just growls at me before retreating slightly. Because Havoc doesn't care about promises. He doesn't care about second chances. He doesn't care how much Kalani means to me. He's a wolf. And wolves take what belongs to them. Vegas is going to kill me for that. The worst part is that I might deserve it.

I spin behind him, ripping my left wrist free from the tangled sleeve and hurl myself towards the floor where the gun clatters across the tiles. Reaper snarls, pure fury in his eyes, but I’m almost to it! My hand stretches for the weapon, fingertips grazing cold metal, but I’m suddenly dragged back by Reaper. “Ruin!” Havok’s voice cuts through the chaos. I glance up. Reaper’s already diving, grabbing the gun. But Havok intervenes, throwing himself between us, gripping Reaper’s arm and slamming him back a step. “Go!” he mouths, eyes locked on mine, breath ragged.

He chuckles. It’s my turn to have a little fun, so taking a page out of my mother’s book, I grab the cactus and shove it down the rogue’s throat. He gags, splutters, and screams around the prickly little bastard before I rip it out, making sure to tear as much of his esophagus as possible. He screams in agony as the glochids, or the short little prickles, lodge in his throat. “What do you want with Juniper!?” I shout again.

They all melted into one until all Hazel wanted to do was throw her arms around him. “These women and children didn’t ask for this,” he added finally, and Hazel gritted her teeth once more against the urge to embrace him. Up until less than two weeks ago, Haz had never seen the softer side of Snarl Rathbone. All she had ever seen was the gruff, hulking mass that was Snarl, Damon ’s second and the third most feared man in all of Lauchair.

The sniper instinctively tried to fight back, but his speed was completely inferior compared to Harvey’s. Slap! A loud slap was heard when he slammed into the ground. “Guh!” A mouthful of blood spurted from the sniper. He simply had no strength to fight back anymore. His face mask slowly fell to the ground. Harvey could see his eagle-like eyes under the night sky. They did not seem human at all… “Genetically enhanced soldier?” Harvey wondered while squinting.

’ Anjana’s face turned pale. ‘Don’t worry; I am saying that as he is the Shiva’s gift. He is part of Shiva. And as Shiva he will also destroy the phoney arrogance of others.’ ‘Oh! Then what’s your suggestion?’ ‘HANUMAN – Destroyer of Phoney Arrogance.’ *****