Root Of Nightmares Titan Armor Novels & Stories

It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out here, but the boys had their connections and we'd been able to keep up a steady supply. I stepped close and put a hand on Dave's tanned arm. "Lills had a bad run." His eyes flicked to my huddled twin and back again. "More nightmares?" We'd never told them exactly what it was she could do, but we'd needed a cover story and night terrors was the most believable. Aaron made it known from the start that he thought there was more to it, but Dave, like Lillith, had a good heart and preferred to believe the best in people.

Stella replied quickly feeling shy already. Later at night David heard some uncomfortable sound and decided to raise his heard and see what's happening. He saw Stella having a nightmare. "No... No... No... Mom, Dad wake up don't go please... don't leave me here alone please..." David heard everything and was confused as to why she was mentioning her parents names. "Did they abandon her... no if they did she wouldn't be running their company. What really happened to her then."David couldn't place the two together because he once overhead the nurses conversing about her nightmare always mentioning her parents names. He was still thinking when he felt a tight squeeze on his hand and decided to

New rap music banged and filled the air before a bright spotlight was turned on. When Titania Summer emerged from the right corner, everyone exclaimed and snapped their necks. She jogged to the stage and entered the cage while wearing a magnificent white fighting robe with hoods covering her face. A smirk tugged at her mouth as she removed the hoods, revealing her long black hair in small braids. She appeared tough and hardboiled, with earrings on her brows, nose, and lower lip. Whistles and cusses blended with the loud music, and Titania felt even hotter than her surname. She was known as one of the underground fighters who had never been defeated. There has never been a loss. She would not

​The molten orange glare of the geothermal siphon cast long, distorted shadows across the massive cavern of Sector 00. As the monolithic black titanium cylinder fully emerged from the liquid stone, the automated cooling manifolds began to hiss, spraying high-pressure nitrogen vapor that swirled around the towering Vanguard Titan Chassis 01.

It was a dual-toned, grinding vibration that shook the steel rafters above our heads. Dominic appeared at the base of the transport's ramp. He reached out and grabbed the edge of the heavy, reinforced titanium door as it tried to slide shut. With a guttural roar, his biceps flexed, the glowing violet veins beneath his skin flashing like lightning. With a horrific screech of tearing metal, Dominic violently ripped the entire armored door off its hydraulic tracks, throwing it into the darkness of the hangar.

Not being able to look her in the eyes, I say, “Mom. I thought I had a nightmare last night, but now I don’t know.” I glance up and look into her eyes, seeing what I already knew and feared. The same eyes I saw last night, peering back at me. Suddenly, I feel her cold bony fingers on my chin and I shrink away from her touch. She grabs my arm with her other hand and squeezes tight. I try to fight, but she seems to have inhuman strength. “You aren’t going anywhere. I want you to get ready for bed, you look so tired. Besides, when dad gets home he won’t want to see you like this.” She says with that dreadful voice that chills my very soul.

Their Alpha, a massive beast named Titan, stepped forward on hydraulic hind legs that hissed with every movement. "You carry the scent of the organic," Titan rasped: his voice a distorted, metallic growl that lacked any melodic resonance. "But the organic is weak. The 'Clockwork Necrosis' takes the flesh, but the iron endures." Even as he spoke, Titan’s metallic chest plate buckled, and a thick, black fluid—a mixture of oil and infected blood—leaked from a seam in his shoulder. He collapsed: his hydraulic limbs locking up as the mechanical components began to reject the remaining, dying marrow in a systemic meltdown.

“Go on.” “But…” Her eyes run towards Helena, staring for a while. “You can’t tell her now. Let’s survive the first night under Alpha Krypto's wings,” Helena responds to Nina. “Helena, I told you no secrets,” my eyes rolled. “This is no secret. But we need the right environment to speak of it. Be patient." Just when her last words leave her lips, Titan appears from the forest. He is dressed in a fine white shirt and leather pants. His hair parted sideways like that of the Alpha of the Rogue. The high boots on his legs are just like ones Alpha Arkon wears.

The flesh underneath froze instantly. Titan staggered back. It clawed at its chest but its movements were stiff and jerky. The ice was spreading. I did not stop. I grabbed a loose metal bar from the floor. I swung it like a baseball bat. I hit the frozen armor on its leg. Crack. The leg shattered. It crumbled into dust. Titan fell. It toppled sideways. It hit the railing of the catwalk. The railing gave way. Titan fell over the edge. It fell silently. It was a frozen statue tumbling into hell.