Object Battle City Novels & Stories

The engine roared to life. Bateview wasn’t just a city. It was a battlefield.

They both forgot they were in the open and before a mighty army. Dodo had been laid to waste and the dragon had had his fill of blood, now moving about the compound of the palace, putting fear in the hearts of the remaining soldiers who in their thousands were facing the ground in surrender. That night was the bloodiest of all the battles the King of Dodo and his men had ever fought. Akiza's mother was now focusing her gaze on the Prophetess of Dodo.

I jumped and hid inside a rundown restaurant building and hid under the counter as I tried to catch my breath. This place isn’t real. This whole rundown and abandoned city is just a simulation for the joint training session with squad B and squad C. Well that was supposed to be the purpose, but the two leaders suddenly became competitive and thought that it would be a great idea to put up a bet on which squad would become victorious in the end. It was unfair to be honest. Around 40 of squad B vs 7 squad C plus Byron. The only way for them to get eliminated is if we destroy a chip on the opponent’s chest, the very same round and blue small device that was on our uniform, or if we render them

Suddenly I felt like I woke up from a long, deep, dark sleep, I opened my eyes slowly, I could see Elvin sitting close to me, he wasn’t looking at me but his hand was still holding my cold hands, I could see him from the corner of my eyes. My body was still store and it was cold, I felt like I was freezing, my legs were freezing but head was burning at the same time, I felt this excruciating pain in my mouth, I was in so much pain it was killing me, I knew this was inevitable, I knew this was supposed to happen sooner or later and that was the reason I came prepared today in this Battle.

His opponent was stocked up, big muscles and all but in height he was almost same as Sorin, maybe even an inch smaller giving Sorin the advantage of speed and height which he was using to the fullest potential. His opponent swung his arm back and forwards to Sorin who blocked it with both his arms and then in a swift movement he went forward and landed a tight punch in his opponent's bare face which was open and unprotected making the opponent fall down in pain. Sorin won. Sorin grinned as he looked up at Maceo who scoffed at him but nevertheless gave Sorin a smile. The referee whistled and taking Sorin's hand he shouted "And the winner is ARMANDOOO!" as the crowd gathered cheered.

Arthur's POV I hesitated at the warrior's words but then I agreed. “Fine but you better make it quick.” We walked outside and then the warrior began to speak. “Gamma you're not going to believe me when I tell you this but the Beta is dead.” I froze up immediately, “What do you mean? Zaria is clearly alive.” “When we were at the battle front, I was trying to find a leeway so I hid somewhere and found the Beta get stabbed by some woman who I'm guessing is a witch.”

Steel-Fist Predator said calmly but mocked him internally “Steel-fist while what you say makes sense I think Sword-saint still has a point, killing a child just because of such trivialities seems utterly absurd.” Flame-heart predator replied Steel-fist predator with a sneer “It seems Flame-heart has forgotten the history lessons we got when we were still basic Hunters, the only times glass-eyed Hunters appeared, they almost destroyed the entire race single handedly, unless you want a replay of the Great Massacre I’d advise we end the kid to avoid future troubles.” White-haired predator said grimly

Barely more than a breath—but everyone heard it. Marcus stepped forward. "Lennox... it's the world championship." "It means nothing if she's not there," he answered. "Without her, this isn't victory. Just a gold-painted lie." A long, dense silence fell. Then Lennox stood. "We will find her. Whoever did this made a mistake the moment they touched her. And if I get close enough..." He didn't finish. He didn't need to. --- Dawn broke over Berlin. Pale and watchful. The city stirred—cars, tourists, cameras filling the streets. Around the stadium, broadcast stations rose, security zones were roped off, the ring was polished again, made ready—as if the world's greatest boxing match was about to un