روايات وقصص ضمن Shape Shifters Love Death Robots

The ceiling began to shake. Large pieces of tile fell from above. From the hole in the ceiling a group of silver robots came down. They did not have faces. They had needles where their hands should be. "The Vaccine " Patient Zero hissed. The robots did not move like people. They moved like spiders. They crawled across the walls and the ceiling. One of them dove at June. Its long needle was glowing with a blue light. "June duck!" Dante grabbed a heavy metal chair. Swung it. The chair hit the robots head.

As he does that, I also can't avoid looking at him. “And now that we know the hideout of the shape-shifters, we are going to get rid of them. I just want you to be mindful. We really don't know the other shape-shifters. There might be a possibility that we can face those powerful ones later,” James muttered to me. I lifted my gaze, and then I remembered what happened to our second child. I got a miscarriage because of their manipulation, and thinking about it made my blood boil. “I am not afraid of them, James. They did something horrible to us and I want them to pay for it. The shape-shifters have to realize who they are messing with. I will make sure they will die tonight.” I mumbled, my t

A creepy voice came from the shadows. “Empress Elora, this isn’t collusion, but an alliance between powerful beings. As I said, you will be the first Overlord to die at my hands. Don’t worry, the other Overlords from Leila will accompany you soon,” the Lv 6 Robotia replied coldly. “You….” Elora looked at the two races in front of her with a cold look in her eyes. The Robotias created a Lv 6 and then colluded with the Soul Devourers who devoured human souls for a living.

"Is that not better than being a human and growing old? And incase you didn't know. Jet plan to stop shifting after the battle with the councils is over" He scratches the back of his head. "It is more complicated than that. The shape shifters were forced to turn, it was not something they wanted. Although when you are bitten, you do not take the shape you desire, you take the shape of something that reflects your personality, it might be a lioness, Jaguar, fox, and so on. You have met with the shape shifter right? Most of them died, if they cannot handle the pain of transforming, some also died in the process of becoming what they are. It is too much risk because it has a high chance of...."

Inside that pod, the infant floated, bathed in a pulsing, lethal red light. "Kaerith!" Kaelor lunged forward, but a wall of heavy, cybernetic shifters dropped from the ceiling. They didn't growl. They didn't breathe. Their eyes were flat camera lenses, and their limbs moved with the jerky, terrifying precision of combat sub-routines. "Nature vs. Machine, huh?" Kaelor wiped blood from his mouth and bared his teeth. "I like those odds." "Go! I’ll get to the console!" Aradaa screamed.

He wondered why someone with mischievous intentions would be considered life-threatening. Carla shook her head. "Not that simple, unfortunately. Rogues are shifters who have lost their humanity to their beast. They no longer have feelings or control. Their only target is to destroy and kill." The gravity in Carla's words hung in the air, emphasizing the peril that rogue shifters posed in their world.

“And then I didn’t.” I blink up at him. He shrugs like that’s enough of an explanation. “You’re not crazy, Eloise,” he adds. “But you’re not entirely awake either.” I don’t know what to say to that. So, I nod. Slowly. “Do you do this often?” I ask. “The whole… bending space thing? Making replicas of places?” “I don’t make them,” he says quietly. “They just happen around me. Sometimes. Especially when I’m close to someone who’s—” He stops himself, shakes his head. “It’s complicated.”

Lucky’s POV. We are all in position as we wait for the moment the doors close and lock. It was surprisingly easy to get in. Well, once we subdued some of the guards. Rebel and the Mother’s Revenge just shapeshifted in front of us. A tech only they possess. They can change their looks, voices, even their gender with the spy implant that is under their skin. One touch of it from the wearer has them change instantly. “The victims are all here. We have eyes on them. Some of the girls are already working on getting the locks opened. The victims are cooperating.” Rebel’s voice sounds in my ear as I scan the area. The banquet hall is immense.

As soon as they saw that the stores were closing, Candy used her locator gadget once more, and this time it was pointing out of town. “He or she must have left for the day, so let’s follow and see where they lead us,” said Candy. “Incidentally Candy, why is a shape-shifter considered a monster?” “For a shape-shifter to take on another form, they have to kill the original and absorb them into their being. So, every time they use a different person or animal, that person or animal is no more,” replied Candy. “Wow, to think I’ve been surrounded by this type of thing all of my life and had no idea,” said Dale.

Helpless, he could only watch as I smashed the bot to pieces, muttering over and over, "System, I won’t change, I won’t change it…" Then, under the gaze of thousands, the shattered robot’s pieces began to move and reassemble themselves into perfect form, as if nothing had happened.