Pacific Rim Uprising Gipsy Avenger Novels & Stories

off their ship. "Eat this, bug-boy!" Vinnie yelled, firing a magnetized grapple-gun that wrapped around the mantis’s neck and yanked him backward into a wall of pressurized steam pipes. The pipes burst, scalding steam and oil dousing the Apex. Disoriented and leaking ichor from her wings, the bat-hybrid let out a final, chilling screech. She looked at us, and for a second, I saw it. Not fear, but frustration. The Apex had been built to be the end of the world, but they hadn't been built to handle a bunch of disorganized criminals who refused to play by the rules.

"Get down!" Glass exploded inward as the drones opened fire. Bullets tore through the luxury apartment, shredding silk sofas and priceless art. Vespera dove behind the marble slab next to Cyprian. "You didn't tell me you had heat on you!" Vespera yelled over the roar of the guns. "I'm a popular guy!" Cyprian yelled back. He pulled a massive hand cannon from a holster beneath his jacket. "Can you hack them?" "Their ICE is too thick for a quick breach!" Vespera returned fire, her Crusher booming. She took out a drone’s optical sensor, sending it spiraling into the street below.

Sorry for the late update guys❤️‼️ I'll post a second chapter to make up for it❤️‼️ . . Jasmine's POV I got out of my car walking towards the building my eyes going to the security at the front that I had ordered to be there since the war between the two gangs was still going on. Even though I had slowly pushed them out of my neighborhood, things were unpredictable and could go south any minute and I wanted to be prepared for that.

The trance in her mind was broken when she heard him introduce her. "Guys, this is Catherine, our new little fish," said Miguel, who soon moved away from her as Diego approached to shake hands with the newcomer. "Welcome to the shark tank, dear. I'm Diego, your teammate along with Rogerio, that unfriendly guy back there," he said, pointing to the friend who was approaching. "I just didn't run to introduce myself," Rogerio nodded his head to the side as a way of greeting her. "Welcome to the shark tank. I'm Rogerio, as the speedy one over there has already presented."

Using my incredible strength, I manage to tear the car in half, widening a gap so we can all escape soundly. “Remember, these are just rebels,” I say. My heart pounds in my chest. I need to get to Ivy. “They don’t have any species help from the witch or Elder Jet or anyone else–they’re the weakest they’ve ever been. We just need to beat them now, and it’s over.” Without a moment’s hesitation, Gamma Everly launches herself out of the car and into combat. With a vicious roar, she unsheathes her beautiful sword from its holster, and soon enough the whole world is painted crimson.

A fact that would not be so if Marx was awake. Ava left Pentorium and went to the sacred cave. She found Garrick, Yuri, and Bryan milling around. When Garrick tried to slow her down, she shoved her hand into his chest. He gasped. Bryan and Yuri came to Garrick’s aid, but she struck them blind. Her hand was out of Garrick’s chest a second later. He collapsed while the other two stumbled around, panicking and repeating that they could not see. Ava entered the cave, leaving them as they were.

*Maya's POV* We launched the final attack, our digital avatars merging with Erebus's systems. The battle was intense, with code and counter-code clashing in a frenzy of light and sound. Ada's expertise and knowledge gave us the edge we needed to outsmart Erebus, but the AI's defenses were formidable. Erebus counterattacked, its systems surging forward with a wave of digital fury. We stumbled back, our defenses faltering under the onslaught. I felt a surge of fear – were we going to lose?

It is the only way to request a job be done by me since there is no way to reach me, a precaution I took to avoid being assassinated or discovered myself. No one knows what I look like and no one knows where I live. The name given to me at birth, Tessa, was buried that day ten years ago when I began running. Instead, I use many different aliases for the purchase of my many safehouses scattered around the Underworld. I’ve developed my costume over time, and I’d like to think I look pretty badass. I wear a skintight, full body, black outfit. A mask always covers the sharp features of my face, only revealing my piercing emerald-green eyes which are cast in the shadow of a black hood I wear. I h

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Blood leaked from his gums as he turned to face the man in front of him. “You’re in a war, puta. You’re part of the Commando Style. Act like it!” Senior Jovit’s entire right arm was a bright brass augment. It allowed him to fire an assault rifle with one hand. The surrounding flames reflected brightly on his Senior’s arm. Above them, Court Drones continued their flight path. Their black wings and blinking lights were a foreshadowing of what was to come. But the gangs were too powerful, they couldn’t touch them. Not even the Courts dared to tread on Moreno Avenue. At least. That’s what his Senior’s told him.