Mecha Hitler Novels & Stories

In a secret base: Hilter Reichert sat in his dark gloomy office: he was smiling at the figures on his high tech computer screen, the US $50 billion was safely within his off shore Swiss account. Hilter was medium in build and height, with what was once used to be a purely dark hair; he had dark eyes, Hilter had a moustache that connects to a goatee that was almost covered fully with streaks of gray, he was in his late 50s: A technological genius. He frowned when he saw Nerma standing outside his office, he gestured for Nerma to enter: Nerma was his giant body guard– enforcer– lieutenant. In his early 40’s, Nerma stood at an incredible 6 foot 10 inches tall.

My heartbeat started to increase rapidly, because of what I'm seeing right now and I'm bothering for my life as if it continues my heart will explode anytime soon. "Sheila, you are really. really... really... a stupid. Go and collect your award from him." I mentally slapped. I have no idea how I had ended up in this situation. He was another version of Hitler and known as arrogant, which was written in the article. His personality is still unpredictable who has no limit to reach his desire, which may cost for another life too.

She made sure of it. Silvia wasn't chilling in the pack house all this time if that was what he thinks. "I see," He rasped after the longest time. "I feel like dealing with a psychopath," He said looking down at her. Silvia raised her head to meet his gaze as a smile crept on her lips. It was small but it was there. "And if it makes you excited, then you're the same as me Hunter. A psychopath," She tilted her head. Swear to God he never found her this earnest before. Which one of her avatars was this?

- Kya asks next to me. -I do not know what's happening to me. I think I'm not focused- I murmur reloading the bullets. I look at his doll. He has hit all the bullets in the heart and the head. I can do it too. The sun begins to disappear over the horizon, leaving rays of orange light that reflect off all metal surfaces. It would be a beautiful view from a beautiful place if it weren't for all the guns and violence up here. I reposition myself, gripping the gun tightly. A breeze of air blows and a chill runs through me. I close one eye, centering my gaze right between the doll's two eyes. A fatal shot. I'm about to pull the trigger when I notice someone behind me. Azael's head is placed next

Everyone waited for the signal to be deployed. The Humaneater was still persistently digging underground with its claws and eventually reached the barrier that surrounded their little world. 1. 2. 3! As soon as the Humaneater did not stop after the third hit, everyone received the signal to attack and her parents piloted their mecha out with the hover ships. Those were much larger and equipped with larger and stronger weapons. Normally, mechas were only used by adventurers when they wanted to leave the hover ship to harvest gemstones. However, her parents used it now to covertly retrieve Naoko while everyone else kept the Humaneater distracted.

All sorts of noises echoed throughout the headquarters. After Victor had cut through the defensive line a few times, some semblance of resistance finally emerged in the form of three "Strange Mechs". That was what Victor had decided to call them. They looked really odd, so the name "Strange Mechs" fit them perfectly. These three mechs were basically identical in appearance to the one Victor had previously destroyed, and their offensive capabilities were the same. The massive cannons mounted on their hips continuously spewed white projectiles. "That's disgusting! And one of them is actually shooting at my face?" Victor was furious. He immediately locked onto the Strange Mech that was specific

I was afraid to have a ride on this beast at first, but I trusted Eren though he tried to scare the hell out of me by burning up the road like grease lightning. Eren puts on his matte black integral helmet and springs one leg to the other side of his seat to sit on it. I admire him as he starts the mammoth machine, revving it a few times till it backfires a blue smoky light, causing a fractious pulsating sound. I must admit, Eren is a sexy badass on that monster.

I coughed a bit, gripping myself tighter. " Commander Snake, we're here," Kira announced. Folding her hands, Jeff walked forward. It was quiet for a while until a door opened and a huge man walked out, his face completely hidden by the hat he wore. I trembled slightly, but still looked at him. I could feel his gaze on me and could detect a faint scar running down his face. " You're late." He began, his voice gruff. Kira sighed. " Yeah boss, we're sorry about that. We got a bit held up." She said, glancing at me. I ignored her. His gaze settled back on me.

Because I don't want to starve to death. I took my bag then took the breakfast box of my Boos then walked to my door. After locking the door I mounted my bike and drove off to my office. When I reached my desk, I placed my bag on the table first and then went inside of his cabin. I tidied up his cabin and placed the breakfast box on the table in a safe place. And then left his cabin. I was working on last night's task and suddenly I heard others' voices of greetings. That indicates that Hitler is here.

Funny how he likes to call me that, but never really thought of me as his own. He stopped just a meter apart from me, staring me down despite the fact I had the same height as him. And worse, I look exactly like him. I am the spitting image of Alpha Mason Ysrael, the most cruel, vile werewolf to exist in Cruelcrest Hounds Pack.