Robot Knights Novels & Stories

He isn't rushing. He is wearing a white suit. Kyros. He steps onto the asphalt. He looks at the gunfight with an expression of mild annoyance. He reaches back into the cab of the truck. He pulls something out. It’s long. Green. A tube with a sight on top. A rocket launcher. An AT4. My breath stops. "Drakon!" I scream. "RPG!" Drakon turns. He sees Kyros. He sees the tube resting on Kyros’s shoulder.

Kyle connected the call and spoke first. "They are targeting robots!" I suddenly said as he kept quiet. "What do you mean?" He asked after a moment of silence. "They want to make robots into an Army for themselves. I guess they would input their powers in it or something to make it stronger and invisible " I stated as my heart felt cold. "Is that not what you are also doing " He asked. "Yes, But mine is for Good!" "Then you have to hurry up or home will become a danger zone. After the Robots the next target is you!".

Horth was quick to follow. * * * The Thraki robot was different from the rest of the machines on the ship. It was unique, for one thing, having been constructed for the amusement for the amusement of a single sentient, and imbued with what could be described as "needs". Such as the need to associate itself with a biological entity.

These new robots were shiny giants made from a dark shiny metal that absorbed light, their joints covered with thin silver lines that buzzed with a scary steady beat. They moved fast and smoothly like predators making the old iron machines look slow. Their blank metal faces had purple marks that showed they worked on a different level of logic. The front group did not walk; they glided down the stone edge like a liquid, their long zinc-covered spears moving forward in a scary perfect sync. Lord Garrett did not even have time to turn his arc-rifle toward the noise. The lead dark robot hit him while he was turning, its huge metal shoulder hitting his chest with a force that broke his strong ar

With them and my sister, no one can defeat the trio unbeatable but I wish they weren't that over-protective of us. I remembered that one time, Faine and I went to a nightclub with a couple of friends just to have fun, we were dancing on the platform where many people joined us and had fun like us. Yelling and singing like idiots, also alcohols but who snitched on us and told our siblings that we were at a nightclub? I'm still searching for the guilty because of them we were dragged out by two fucking big ass warriors. It's been 5 years since we didn't see them, they are the knights of the Rosla. Akito is the Captain of White Knights, he's like the second commander of the army and Kai is the

They don't have guns, they just have baseball bats and sharp objects. My knees were shaking as I watched. I also noticed that Xanti was stunned, maybe he didn't expect that. I was frozen in place before my mouth was held. When those men ran and they each had a target man. I watch them how to fight. Gavin was very fast and I could hardly see him because of his speed, while Xanti was like he was not moving from his place and was just hitting the man who was approaching him. He doesn't use his hand and only hits them using his feet on the neck causing those who approach him to fall asleep quickly.

My heart is pounding in my ears and I can't even hear my own thoughts clearly. This was a bad idea. A bad idea. "Hunt," I said softly, rubbing my thumb against his hand. "I don't know what to say," he said. "So now you're with the rogues and you believe everything they say." "Hunt, I think they can help me. I'm not saying I believe them. They said they aren't the only rogues in the area. They just stuck together because they are hybrid and they've been kicked out from their old packs."

Now, they sent out a bigger force. A large group of the original Knights of Death. Vincent knew it because the original Knights of Death wore armor and carried a trident each. Those who didn’t wear armors were just their followers from the realms. Vincent placed his hand on Cohen’s wolf and said, “Get your paws healed. The blades they’re using are poisonous.” “I’ll be fine,” Cohen said to him. “You’re as stubborn as ever.” Vincent cracked his neck and knuckles. “I promised myself not to rely on my wolf after what had happened in the past. But it seems I have to break that promise.”

Their jaws were a mess of interlocking metal teeth, wired with exposed cables that sparked when they snapped. Their “eyes” were single, red lenses in the center of their heads. As one, the lenses tilted up toward us. “Oh,” I breathed. “Of course we get robo‑Cerberus.” “Company,” Grant said grimly. “Don’t stand still.” The first wave hit the base of the overpass, metal claws scraping concrete as they scrambled up the broken incline. Corvin stepped forward.

Of Course, He would notice! Slowly, I tiptoe inside my apartment, shutting the door. When I turned back, I screamed in horror seeing Ruth and Jonathan standing in the living room with arms folded in front of their chest. Ruth smiled evilly but Jonathan looked angry and his glare made me want to run out of my place. Anywhere that wasn't within his reach.