Metroman Cape Novels & Stories

“A hearing?” “Yes, my lady.” That was strange. Travis usually told me about every hearing. Whether it was a rogue, a dispute, or punishment he always told me. “I’ll be there soon,” I said. I stood up and walked to my closet. I pulled out my Luna cape, deep royal blue with silver threads and the crest of the pack stitched onto the back. It shimmered under the soft lights. I draped it around my shoulders and fastened the clasp near my collarbone.

Burnt every vampire to a crisp. A couple pieces of armor that would hold back at least a couple swipes from a vampire. Luckily, these vampires didn’t use guns. Weapons created by weak humans. Off limits. I didn’t need to wear anything bulletproof. There were other small nicknacks in the trunk as well as a giant black cape but that was about it. “Shit.” Morgan walked away from the box and sat back down at the dining table. “I mean, its better than nothing.” I smiled at Max.

The wall opened. The red-caped man stood near a large crystal-like sculpture, a mixture of green and brown crystal shaped peaks. The man's faces couldn't be seen, his brown colored robe didn't move with the wind that started blowing a few minutes earlier. He stood there. There was nothing wrong to it. Just a man stood, a man with a pointy hat. The man's physique changed. His pointy hat shrank to normal size; the top went down and made a wide rim. The face morphed in to a bird mask, the eye sockets were black as the night. Only the color of the clothes was the same, brown. The mask, the hat and the large cape were brown as well. He waited for the warrior to leave the area. The birdman heard h

Don't move recklessly in case your insides get ruptured, alright? Marina replied, "My chest … glass." Before she could speak a complete sentence, the car door was pulled open. Marina looked at the person. The man was wearing a black outfit. He wore a cap on his head, and his climbing jacket was zipped right up to his nose. He had sunglasses on, so she couldn't see his features at all. "Ms. Carlton, I'm here to pick you up." Marina felt a chill run down her spine. Thoughts raced across her head as she realized that something was off.

Niffa asked surprisingly looking at him. Rico's eyes suddenly light into violet as they flamed up into fire while he keeps on shouting in pain. He can see himself in a baby form as a lady wearing a crown wrapped him around in her warm hands. Then he saw a king approaching them while looking at him, their faces are blurred but then he saw the Royal cape that the queen is wearing. The design consisted of a rose, a bow, and an arrow and the cape was dark blue. Then Rico lost consciousness as Niffa tried to wake him up on the floor.

Just getting exposed to it in the air can still have an effect. ‘We’re already here. We might as well finish this task. We are so close, Nathalia. We can’t have Ylgarr getting the second piece as well.’ Through the darkness in the room, I could faintly see the dedicated look on his face. ‘Just trust me when I say that I will return safely with the rod.’ He gave my shoulder a comforting pat because heading back to the area where the poison is. An arriving presence alerted me that the metahuman had begun to attack. Before it could even penetrate my chest, I put my gloved hands in front of me and grasped its pointy snout.

1322 AD-Three Hundred years into the Long War A lone figure stands in the middle of the podium; he wears the bright red cloak of an official, and a medallion bearing the crest of the old war god, Mars. He takes deep breath and bellows to the crowd “CAPUA!!! ARE YOU READY!!!!!”

I could see multiple men in different uniforms and capes with swords as they patrolled the yard. My breath caught in my throat when I saw the leader of the enemy warriors barking orders to his men which had me shaking. The man stood there, in front of his prisoners, as they knelt on the ground. He wore a black cape that flapped slightly in the wind, his face hard and eyes cold. This was not part of our pack; he did not belong here. It felt strange seeing this figure here. He looked at everyone with such anger and scorn. Before I had time to blink, his eyes found mine.

But he was also the first one to recover with Luna's action as he chuckled cheerfully while glancing above the house where the woman was resting. "Are you alright?" Zaeion asked while inspecting the man's body. "Were you hurt?" Azer asked. "I'm fine, kids. Thank you so much for the help," he replied with a smile. The man is not that old yet. He has a hair with a mixture of white and black. He was also tall with a large frame, wearing a chocolate-colored cape and a round right glass with a thin gold frame and thin gold chain strap. To sum it up, he doesn’t seem like an ordinary person at all.

With curiosity in his eyes, he asked: “Who are you?” “Wrong question,” roared the man with a flowing black gown and a red cape. He quickly fired an energy blast. He was aiming for a hit but Lucas was quick enough to deflect the energy blast. Lucas fired an energy blast at the strange man that was powerful enough to slam him through the walls. “No one messes with…”