Ninja Turtle Metalhead Novels & Stories

I gasp for breath and slowly sink to my knees. Once my eyes finally adjust, I can finally make out Elijah and Nathan. Elijah is the one holding me. Nathan then approaches me again, only this time he has something in his hands. I catch a glimpse of metal as he places it around my neck. I swallow the scream of pain that wants to escape as the metal burns my skin, telling me that it is made of silver.

"That's the young master of the Tay family, one of the top three families of East Base City. He’s Quack Tay." "Haiz I thought of buying the Starry Metal that weighs thousands of kilograms to make a few good military weapons. It looks like I can just forget it." Quack looked at all the Genetic Fighters in the black market disdainfully. "This Starry Metal that weights thousands of kilograms is mine. I, Quack Tay, want it!" His comment made all the Genetic Fighters in the black market auction stunned, No one made a sound. "First call, 5 million apocalypse tokens!" "Second call, 5 million apocalypse tokens!"

Jericho spat out the cloth and leaped towards the tyrant, its mouth wide open showcasing razor-sharp teeth. As he neared the Tyrant, a hard circular object stuck into its mouth, its teeth tore deep into the object’s metallic surface and got stuck. As Jericho looked down he noticed a shield sticking out of its mouth. Tyndale had managed to pick up one lying close to him and pushed it into its mouth.

“And besides, the children are all safe. What is the door made up of? It was very strong. I believe it won't even purge if I gave it my all." "That's Dinosaurium. Believed to be the strongest metal in this world." “Ooh…” Dante looked out to the moonlight as shadows of black clouds almost covered it. “When will they come around? You know she needs something to kill. When she changes, her instincts will take over.” “We will wait,” Lazarus said. Dante looked at him. “Hmmm. Given your character and how I was told about you, I thought you’d be fun to be with.” Lazarus scoffed but said nothing.

By the time she told me to open my eyes, I felt like I had run for miles. "Good," the Oracle said, holding out a small dark block of metal toward me. "Now I want you to try something. This is Dravenmite — the hardest metal in the Lycan kingdom. With Ulfris's full strength, you should be able to crush it." I took it. It was absurdly heavy for its size. "Crush it?" "Crush it." I wrapped both hands around it and reached inward, searching for that deep well of power. I strained toward it, squeezed hard, and — nothing. The metal didn't even tremble.

At the end of my life, this means something. But then Heather appears behind the Silver Hunter, a palm-sized, circular talisman in her hand. She jumps onto him and presses it against his neck. He shrieks as if he's on fire and goes to bat her away, but it's like he doesn't have the strength. He slumps to the ground, unconscious. I'm stunned for a moment, wondering how Heather managed to take down such a powerful opponent. Heather grabs my arm. "Come on, let's go!"

His heart began pounding in his chest, his chest felt tight, and his breaths were fast, but somehow not enough. "Relax, this isn't silver." The Alpha reached for Emmett's hand and he tried hiding them, but it did no good. Emmett fought against the Alpha and could barely hear the words the Delta yelled at the Alpha. Emmett cried as handcuffs were placed on both wrists. "I wouldn't try shifting in those. It's tungsten, the strongest metal on earth. Your wolf won't be able to break those, it'll just hurt him." "What the fuck is your problem?!"

"I will also be your backup plan." "No," I said emphatically. I can take care of myself. Besides, you don't need to stress your injuries, so they can heal quickly. She nodded her head in disappointment, and I patted her on the back. The metal cage made a buzzing sound, then opened wide, followed by a giant creature. He had two big horns on his forehead. His body was red, making him look like a minotaur. He had a sword in his hand that seemed to be made from adamantium or vibranium. He was clad in short purple trousers which tightened around his lap due to the huge body structures he had.

I should have trusted my first instincts. “So why the whole fucking charade?” I ask. “What’s going on here?” “Well, it all has to do with that serial killer from September. He’s not a random psychopath. He’s Ninja.” Fuck. My fears confirmed. Ninja was the code name of Nick Jin, a former PSK who went rogue and was therefore turned over by THEM to the Feds. He was known as Ninja because, prior to joining THEM, he used the disguise of a ninja and used various samurai weapons to murder his victims. If Nick Jin really has gotten free and is on the loose, that is bad news for THEM.

The new beast controlling of Emmett Breathnach was much stronger than the Mountain Shield Turtle and Steelback Gopher he had controlled before, both in terms of species and grade. "Golden-armored Blood Saber Leopard, don't let that guy run away." Emmett Breathnach snorted and ordered. The Golden-armored Blood Saber Leopard immediately shot out like a sharp golden arrow. The next moment, not far from the crowd, there was a heart-wrenching scream, and at the same time, a large wave of blood rose to the sky.