Pokemon Immaculate Grid Novels & Stories

Three days until Camille's vision became reality. The Grid would launch as planned. Hannah had made sure of that. Whatever happened next was beyond her control, but this magnificent creation of technology and vision was secured. Hannah allowed herself a moment of satisfaction as she gazed at the completed Grid display. They had done the impossible despite every attempt to sabotage their work. The Phoenix Grid, like its namesake, had emerged from the fire stronger than before. In three days, the world would see it rise.

Jasmine asks noticing I've been quiet. "Yeah I'm good, just a weird day can't wait to for the day to be over." "I know what you mean, Mr Tony is stressing me out, we have a quiz tomorrow." She says. Finally last period, I meet Irina waiting for me right outside my locker. "Hey," she says grinning. "Hey you," I say. "Someone looks happy today." She grins again, "okay can't keep it in any longer. It involves a boy." She says as we walk outside.

I start making my way downstairs Justin behind trying to talk to me, but stops when we got to the bottom where my parents where standing waiting for us, Jessie gives Justin a weird look knowing something was up but he didn't speak. "Please don't get into any fights today," my dad says passing me a bottle of water with a smile. "I'll try not to," I say but I kept looking back at Justin hoping he didn't say that I'm marked to these, cause I really don't know how my parents would react "well we better get going we don't wanna be late," I say grabbing Justin by the arm walking him out and towards the car, but just before we reach it I pull him closer to me "don't tell anyone about my mark," I sa

A hiss comes from the mouth of tall man. I take off my white blazer that I wore, then throw it away carelessly. Then, my hand grabs a pair of sword of mine from the back. “Let’s start our game.” - Perfect Mate -

So something is already injected into their bodies that no one wants to see or know. Ranks are based on letters, with A being the first, followed by the next. Ameira was ranked first because her body was the most powerful, and when it comes to intelligence, she has the highest IQ among the rest. That's why she became the special subject of every experiment and was too horrible to remember her past. She doesn't want to remember any part of her past.

The water turns brown and then pink underneath me. Don't look at the blood, don't look at the blood... Red, there is a pool of red underneath me, blood spilling from his fresh wound... Not fresh. Not his. Mine, it is only my blood. My head spins, the floor sways. Not being able to stand in the stall anymore, I rip disgusting wet clothes off of me, grab the towel and dry myself as fast as I can. Breathe, Eira.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

The look on Slate’s face said it all as Nya stood there with the Heart of Magic tight in her fist. The soldiers’ faces told her that they recognized that it was too late, that they had let the magical gem fall into enemy hands. One of the soldiers held a sword to Slate’s throat, his hands trembling. Nya hadn’t even realized that he was under their control until the tip of the sword pierced his skin, and a tiny droplet of blood rolled down the edge.

He just closed his eyes as if it was acceptable that his fate would be. "Mama, sorry..." He cried before waiting for the monsters to attack. A few minutes later, Migi felt nothing. "Is that it? I died without feeling any pain? "he said while not opening his eyes. Later on, he smelled something fishy, and he also heard a scream that seemed to hurt. He opened his eyes and the scattered corpses of the three men were exposed to him. He stiffened in his seat when he saw the familiar man in front of him holding a sword. "Sebastian?"

Warmonger Chassis Type 13 [A] - Primal Machinations “Planetcracker” Omniresonant Greathammer [S] - Primal Machinations “Primdahl” Round Shield [A] - Mechanica Dharma “Retribution” Mass Driver Pistol [A] — Each of them were installed with the hyperionization submodules that Raijin had put together, which helped protect their armor and shields from Imperial disintegrators. And so they easily raised their shields in front of them, and happily shrugged off any incoming fire from the ships they charged towards.