Shattered Glass Megatron Novels & Stories

“Go.” Cristian’s penthouse in Zavala 5 rises above the glittering curve of Diagonal Mar, its walls of glass pulling the sea right into the living room. The moment we step inside, the horizon stretches endlessly in front of us, framed by soaring windows that flood the space with light. White and pale stone floors gleam underfoot, anchored by soft, modern furniture in clean lines and muted tones. A spiral staircase curves upward toward the second level, where more terraces and views wait. The air carries a faint salt tang from the Mediterranean.

Delila’s face was pale. Her whole body trembled. She clung to her parents, tears streaming down her face as she had done before, while begging them over and over to believe her. Kelvin frowned and shook his head in disappointment. “Even now, you’re still trying to wriggle out of it.” With that, he projected a USB drive onto the makeshift screen. “The dashcam footage has been recovered. The truth will be revealed shortly.” The final moments before my death was replayed, scene by scene. Delila’s shrill cry of “I want you dead!” echoed in everyone’s ears.

Shards of glass sprayed everywhere, raining down on my hair and my coat. Everything went silent.

The glass didn’t shatter with a spectacular ring; it gave way with a dull, wet pop that felt horribly final. The heavy gold band of the Vane crest ring drove straight through the amber interface, the sharp edges of the crystalline display splintering beneath the raw force of my downswing. A violent cascade of blue sparks erupted from the ruined console, casting frantic, erratic shadows across the cedar-paneled walls of the library before the entire dashboard died, plunging the rear of the room into a deep, heavy dark.

Only rows of in flowing White dressed warriors with glass spears, the rusty gates the Megacity marched. I lay flat on the belly in the dirt of an old, dried-out sewer, about fifty meters in front of the city gate. The stench of rotten iron hung hard in my nose. Next to me, Silas cheered, his face bleached, his hands tightly around a cloby, hastily joint-welded switch panel clamped. from us, hidden under old, camouflaged plans, our masterpiece lay: The Chaos Disruptor. He consisted of four gigantic warning vessels coupled to a rusty steam boiler and a mountain

Chapter 146: The Shattered Hives The sound of shattering glass was a synchronized symphony of doom. Across the cavernous breeding facility, thousands of cylinders released their containment seals at once. The bioluminescent orange fluid poured onto the pristine white marble floor in a steaming, viscous wave, rushing around Natalia’s boots like a rising tide of liquid fire. From the empty husks of the vats, the obsidian monsters stepped forward. Their seven-foot metallic frames gleamed under the emergency strobes, their elongated, scythe-like claws clicking rhythmically against the stone as they caught their first scent of living prey.

Now it was too painful. A loud 'crash' reverberated through the room and my head jerked up instinctively. Nathan stood in the center of a hole in the glass-line. -

A stream of green metal shards spiraled from the ceiling constructing a large mantis like monolith coated with silver and teal colored steel. ‘Your freakin kidding me,” Adrian said. The colossal robotic mantis roared to the sky, extending its pincers to the sides of the cavern. “I really hate Reapers, " Lisa said.

Due to its fierce energy, everyone almost kneeled in pain, covering their ears trying to save their eardrums from damage too bad, the roar was powerful enough to even attack their inner core—their nuclei. 1... 2... 8 roars in total. Eight powerful roars filled with power. In the eighth roar, Megan couldn't take the damage and directly fainted, while Ken coughed some blood. When it finally ended, everything went back to silence. “...What the hell was that?” Gracea asked, expression grave. Megan fainted and can't give them a definite answer, so they turned on Twilight. “It's a... high-level zombie, probably a monarch zombie.”

I managed to get out of the bed I was laying on Luckily my hands weren't chained or anything I tested out my arms and feet Whatever those healers had done they did it pretty good because I wasn't in pain I needed to find a way out of here but first I needed a weapon I looked around and my eyes landed on a full body mirror I did what a normal person would do in times like this I broke it and took the sharpest piece while being mindful of the broken shards on the floor I prayed to the deities for the door to be unlocked and surprisingly it was .