Metropolis Novels & Stories

I asked Oliver how much longer I had to live. He was quiet. I spread my hands helplessly. "Whatever. Whether it's one month or ten days, it doesn't matter." After all, I knew that I didn't have much longer. Oliver just stared at me, unable to stop his eyes from turning red. I stopped him. "What are you doing? I'm not dead yet, so why are you crying for me?" After a moment, Oliver forced himself to speak. "Enna, let's go to Slovegia."

“But yeah, it’s a rogue. Maybe two miles away, south.” I simply nodded before changing my route. I trained way back but I’m still an amateur in facing some rogues. I have zero experience in that department. And the best option now is to avoid facing any possible threats. Especially that Metro City is home to almost ninety-eight percent of human population. The two percent includes some werewolves that’re travelling here and there. “A rogue…” I rode on my bike after putting all my things on the basket in the front. “Do you have any idea why they kept coming here?”

, Lena replied “how about you?” “Still alive and kicking”, Dawn answered, slinging an arm around the brunette’s shoulders “that’s all that matters” they watched the fire burn in silence for a few moments “Fancy roasting marshmallows?” she asked making the brunette laugh. “While it’s tempting, it’s probably not the most appropriate thing to do”, Lena replied “however…” she took out her phone and dialled 911 “I think this is something that the Sherriff will want to know” she waited patiently while her phone rang “hi there I wanted to some suspicious activity of Ravenhill Cemetery. Think its linked to the murders of Shawna and Bryce. My name?” Lena looked at Dawn “I’d prefer to remain anonymous

The sound did not travel down from that high up, and most of the city was camouflaged by the surrounding forest. Elden’s feet hit the ground a few minutes later, a small bundle of earth-colored clothes in his hands. Upon further inspection, it was a slim yet strong emerald colored rope that had pulled Elden to the sky-high city. “That’s incredible.” I murmured to myself and Atlas. “If you think that was incredible, you should see the Earth Court Capital.” Micah chuckled, flashing me a small yet friendly smile. “This isn’t the capital?” I asked, “Then what is this?”

At Eastern State. Eastern Land was the largest land on earth and any ordinary people would not be able to finish exploring the entire piece of land. Lucas, Zahra, and Rylee had arrived at a city in Eastern State. That city was known as the Black Metallic City. Black Metallic City was a little smaller in size compared to Holy Land, but the streets were crowded and there were tons of Genetic Fighters. The appearance of the three of them had left all the citizens in Black Metallic City stunned.

She furrows her brow while she thinks, “No, I don’t have one.” “We could go look for one now if you like.” She smiles at me and nods, grabbing onto my arm again as we walk towards other shops. She suddenly stops outside one of the electrical stores where the televisions in the window are showcasing the most recent news. Since they were silent, I could only tell what was happening based on the headline. ‘Serial killer who has eluded police strikes again.’ – only this time, based on the live feed – it was in this town. “Um,” I begin, “, I heard he was killing people that are one of the Abnormals. What do you think of them?” I ask, curious more than ever by her answer.

he said . "Ok tomorrow it is ." Jack has been driving for hours and have been asking him questions since.Am a little bit scared what if he is taking me back . "Are we getting closer."I asked looking out the window trying to observe the area. "We are almost there so stop been scared."he said with his eyes still focused on the road. We finally arrived at an abandoned warehouse .through the corners of my eyes I saw the pass word he typed in and the door opened. Am really an observant person, during the drive here i already planned my escape route how many guards are at the door and at the main entrance and lastly that movement of the security cameras. Pretty smart, I know.

She nodded her head, seemingly knowing that I wasn’t going to hurt her. I picked up the telephone and handed the receiver to her. “I need you to call 911, and tell the police that you’re in a building one a half miles northeast of Otter Lake, and that you’ve been abducted,” I said, as she looked at me with wide eyes. I pressed 911 on the phone, and she put the receiver to her ear. “911. What’s your emergency?” the operator asked. “My name’s Amelia. I’m in a building one a half miles from Otter Lake … northeast … we’ve been abducted.”

The city was Geneva. Not the sleepy, bureaucratic Geneva of the Alliance facility, but the sleek, moneyed heart of it. Matteo found a place. A modern, glass-and-steel apartment building on a quiet, tree-lined street near the lake. It was secure: a 24-hour doorman, biometric locks, a private underground garage. The apartment itself was on the top floor, all clean lines, pale wood, and floor-to-ceiling windows that looked out over the slate-gray lake and the distant mountains. It was beautiful. It was sterile. It felt like a very expensive cage.

The "City of Stone" breathed in "High-Frequency" pulses of data and "Gilded" electricity. To the "Sovereign," New Geneva was a "Total Sector Harmony" of surveillance and "Social Influence." But to Ethan Hawke, standing in the "Analog" dampness of a subterranean transformer vault, the city was a "Labyrinth" of vulnerabilities waiting for a "System-Collapse."