Starscream X Shockwave Novels & Stories

The trance in her mind was broken when she heard him introduce her. "Guys, this is Catherine, our new little fish," said Miguel, who soon moved away from her as Diego approached to shake hands with the newcomer. "Welcome to the shark tank, dear. I'm Diego, your teammate along with Rogerio, that unfriendly guy back there," he said, pointing to the friend who was approaching. "I just didn't run to introduce myself," Rogerio nodded his head to the side as a way of greeting her. "Welcome to the shark tank. I'm Rogerio, as the speedy one over there has already presented."

War disrupts peace, war makes the other colonies doubt our power to keep things in check. Today, however, we all know one thing’s for sure. X is a dead man. At least he will be when all this is over. Shane can barely keep it together and I have a feeling it’s because of what he found out today. What he found out before us. Before X and his amateur betas kidnapped River. Before River latched on to Xandar’s promises of destroying us. Before she betrayed us. “I’ll end you and feed your carcass to my dogs myself”

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

The power was too much, spiraling out of control. “No!” I screamed, but the words were lost in the deafening roar of the storm. A shockwave of energy exploded from the Heart, ripping through the battlefield with devastating force. I felt the ground shatter beneath me, felt the air itself split apart as the shockwave tore through everything in its path. Draven’s forces were thrown back, scattered like leaves in a hurricane. Even my own pack was caught in the blast, their bodies flung through the air as the shockwave leveled everything around us.

Both smiling as a sword pattern on Liam's chest glow and likewise did Scott Whose wrist glowed as both brothers fused and merged together Everyone present in the base gasped as they all stared at the impossible while the entire building shook and trembled as they couldn't regain their stance, there standing before them in the dust of the unknown instead of two people, stood a single megazode being whose left eye blazed with fire while the other Sparked with lightening, it's head burning off in flames while Red Mantis and his men swallowed the lump that hunged round their throats as they all bounced backwards in fright. "What? Scared now to the bone Huh?"

But I screamed when a small spaceship suddenly attacked and shot at us—that’s why I cut the connection. We dove, and I handed the babies to Vestaria. “I’ll handle this…” Before she could stop me, I leapt and landed on top of the spaceship. My claws sharpened and I destroyed both engines. The ship lost control and crashed. I jumped off before it hit the ground. As I landed, the ship exploded behind me. I turned away—only to hear someone shout my name. I turned and saw a surviving Tarragon male from the ship aiming a laser at me. It was too late to dodge—but suddenly someone shielded me and took the hit.

“No. Both. Clara and the goddess. They’re fighting. The realm is tearing ” A shockwave slams through the seam and hits me square in the chest. I choke on a gasp. Silver light flashes through my eyes. Lightning races up my spine. Ares grips me harder. “Aria stay with me.” “I can’t she’s pulling ” Another shockwave rips through the room, and the seam widens stretching like torn fabric. Through it moonlight lightning and the sharp, ringing scream of a breaking realm. I see Clara’s silhouette for a split second, her hair whipping in the storm she’s creating.

Her bandages tumbled from her arms, scattering across the dirt. Through the gates, she saw them. Rogues. They came like shadows with fangs, spilling from the treeline in a surge of madness. Lean, filthy, their fur streaked with mud and blood. Their eyes glowed red with hunger and fury. They charged with no order, no sense, only the raw chaos of beasts that had lost themselves to bloodlust. The Stormfang warriors met them with a roar. Claws slashed, steel flashed, bodies collided. The earth shook with the violence. Screams and snarls filled the air until it was thick with the stench of blood and sweat.