Miko Glitch Techs Novels & Stories

The Strategy of the Glitch They ran to the back of the school property, where the woods met the fence. Elara pulled the yellow pixel out. It was growing, its light turning the surrounding grass into a vibrant, neon-green "Source-Texture." "Rhys said a 'Selfless-Glitch' would crash it," Elara said, looking at the pixel. "The Migration needs us to be 'Users.' It needs us to accept this world so it can use our brains as processors." "What are you going to do?" Julian asked, his voice shaking.

But Miko stayed in the doctor’s office and patiently waited her turn. “Uh, are you a MedTech too?” asked the doctor. Miko shook her head in response. “I’m an engineer, coder, designer,” she replied. “Oh, I see,” said the doctor. “Well, I can point you towards Mechanic’s Alley if you want. I’m sure they could use someone with your talents.” Miko shook her head again. “I glanced at some of their projects as I walked here,” she said. “None are interesting. However, I have a proposition for you. Judging from the bags under your eyes…”

The two guards became unconscious that moment. Mika and katleho wore the ICTech uniform, then went to enter the inside building. There they saw two other guards, Mika kicked one guard twice on his chest then on his stomach,he then injected him with the XXR syrum on the neck, he did the same with the other guard while katleho was making her way into the power utility room, she placed a magnet in order to disrupt the network connection. Mika was beating up the other guards that were running to stop them. "I have run out of the syrum." He said.

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

Sila ang "The Glitch." ​"So, ikaw ang sikat na Liam Black?" hamon ng isa sa mga hackers, isang lalaking may septum piercing na nagngangalang Jojo. "Bakit kami makikinig sa isang rich kid na ngayon lang nakatikim ng hirap?"

"Let's finish this." He jumped down from the platform, landing on the ledge between Jack and the exit. Jack stood up. He was cornered. Hurt. Out of tricks. But he was smiling. "You know," Jack said, raising his left hand. "You're right. I am a glitch." He grabbed the Entropy glove and ripped it off completely. He threw it into the water. "And glitches," Jack said as the runes on his arm began to glow with a blinding, unstable light, "tend to crash the system."

I ran my hands through his hair screaming his name. "Yes.. yes.." I groaned as he grabbed my ass. He turned my body around and started to thrust my body from the back. He squeezed both of my breast hard and he released himself inside of me. He turned my body around and kissed my lips hard. "M.I.N.E" He smirked.

Chapter 2: You're Not Miko, Are You? "Luke!" Mika squeaked in shock and ended up using her real voice. She quickly cleared her throat and pushed the man away, ignoring the jolts of electricity when their skin touched. "How long have you been standing there?" Luke Jennings stared at the youngest member of their band with an arched brow. He searched his face, looked down on his body and his frown deepened. "How long have you been standing there?" Luke threw the question back to Miko, emphasizing the word 'you'. "And you're not even at the least shocked at seeing them boning each other?"

She wasn’t able to see anything yet. “Visual secured.” Star stated. “We have five Techs. Three Human based, one Aliana, and one Tech K9.” Maria informed them, voice clip and serious. Aeon sneered in disgust as she took a peek over the burnt out car. Still, she saw nothing, but lined up the scope of her rifle down the street anyways. The whole time she was sending hand signals to the rest of the team. They readied their weapons, but didn’t move otherwise. “Which direction are they heading?” Aeon questioned the group.

The boy paused. Then stepped aside. Inside, the space was colder, lit with wall-mounted panels salvaged from old solar rigs. Machinery cluttered the corners—half-built drones, stripped weapons, cooling vents that leaked steam and oil. She emerged from the shadows like a spider. Madam Glitch looked like someone who had survived five different lives and didn’t like any of them. One arm was entirely mechanical, long fingers clicking against each other. Her face was lined, unreadable. A jagged coil ran from her left temple into a metal collar around her neck.“You brought something,” she said flatly.