Striker X Blitz Novels & Stories

Max commented. “It's all a part of the Rider charm,” I said. “Let's hope so, because both you and I look like we are waiting for the love of our life to grace us with her presence.” “Funny, since we are doing the exact opposite. We are watching an enemy and trying to learn her moves.” I snarled. “We’ll get rid of her somehow,” I said looking up at the same window the creature was sticking her adorably scary head out of.

I pulled the trigger. A crack split the air — like thunder splitting a mountain — as fifty thousand volts and enough amps to drop a raging rhino ripped through his flesh. The bone needles buried in his chest and the rain turned it into a living lightning rod, amplifying the surge until even the storm seemed to flinch. His roar ripped through the storm, animal, guttural, Striga’s snarl layered behind it. The blast threw him backward like he’d been punched by lightning. The recoil slammed me deeper into the seat, spine rattling with the force of it.

Reluctantly, Blaze releases his grip on Tyler, stepping back to stand beside Alexa. Tyler adjusts his jacket, scoffing and muttering under his breath, "Certified lover boy!" The remark strikes a nerve within Blaze, igniting a surge of anger coursing through his veins. In a fit of rage, Blaze lunges at Tyler, landing a powerful punch that sends him crashing to the floor. Tyler, annoyed and humiliated, fixes Blaze with a death glare as he struggles to regain his footing.

Dexter was yelling orders to his betas present and they began to encircle the Ripper. Harrison came from behind Dexter and handed a glistening bottle to Dexter. He rose the bottle up in the air and began talking in a harsh tone to the Ripper. Much to my surprise, Dexter smashed the bottle on the ground and the Ripper’s deep furious growl echoed in the dark. In sheer annoyance, he tried to grab Dexter but was prevented by the six betas who immediately blocked him from Dexter. I watched as the Ripper beat the living daylights out of the betas, flinging them in the air like they were lighter than feathers.

You did it before when saved Callie, Marie, Emperor, Thorn Rose and of course me* Mangey grunted. “Right Mangey and I can do it again” I said, swinging my X-Blade. I looked at ‘The Captain’ and sees that the limiter was gone “no limiter, The Captain can use any sub weapon and special weapon with no limits, and this fight is just the beginning” I said. I look to see The Captain about to use the special weapon, the Killer Wail, I then threw my X-Blade in the air and open my Splat Brella instantly blocking the Killer Wail’s attack. I then catched my X-Blade *Inkcanius predicted that* Mangey grunted.

My popularity and reputation skyrocketed, too. Half a year later, a car barreled in our direction as Verona and I were returning from a banquet. Our driver was skilled enough to dodge it in time, but the car crashed straight into a streetlight and burst into flames. They managed to drag the driver out of the car, and who else could it have been other than Samantha? Her legs were crippled from her knees downward, and her face was scorched black with flame. The pain had kicked in after her adrenaline faded, and she was in so much pain that she was writhing.

I delivered a super kick, knocking him into a tree. Xamthros began to lift in the air with his eyes glowing white. The air grew dangerously cold as the sky crackled with lightning. He sent a powerful lightning strike towards me but I was protected by Kaiser. He stepped before me, covering both of us with his shield. I looked at him, offering him a nod of appreciation as I lunged at Xanthros. I clawed at his face. The elemental lycan stumbled, his control wavering. I seized the opportunity, unleashing several swift strikes at him. With a roar, I ripped off Xanthros’ arms while he wailed in pain.

Red flips him off, but he’s grinning. Red stands, hand on hip, glaring playful death. “Watch it, stripper boy.” “By the way,” Knox adds, jerking his thumb at Blaze, “he’s totally gay and a full-time Magic Mike. Owns it harder than his thong collection.” Blaze strikes a pose, hand on hip, blowing a kiss. “Sunshine, I own that I’m a gay stripper. Pays the bills, keeps the boys happy, and my ass looks fantastic in glitter. Keep throwing shade, I’ll just reflect it back in sequins.”

I kick her in the chest the lob her head off with my blade. Reaper shifts back into his cat hellhound hybrid as he takes on anyone that dares to come at me from the right. Blaze has rejoined the melee and taken up the spot to my left between me and Bonez.

At the next moment, the energy condensed around Brian's palms before ruthlessly striking Woody. Amid the piercing noises of explosion, the ground beneath Brian's feet cracked bit by bit. He had aimed his move at Woody earlier with overwhelming power. His vicious technique left everyone in awe! "So, that's Strikerine's signature move, Quintuple Lightning Strikes. It's amazing." "That brat will certainly die a miserable death!" The audience's eyes were glued to the stage as they held their breath, not wanting to miss any exciting details. Suddenly, a deafening explosion erupted as two figures collided with each other. Right after that, dust and smoke billowed up everywhere on the stage!