Suzaku Zero Novels & Stories

Jax yelled from below, his voice filled with a sudden, sharp horror. Sofia collapsed to her knees, her hands smoking, her chest heaving. She looked at her palms. They were covered in fine, silver dust. The sky wasn't just a mirror; it was a weapon. Every bit of power she used would only be turned back against the people she was trying to protect. Subject Zero descended from the clouds, her feet touching the air as if it were solid ground. She landed on the balcony, her glass crown shimmering in the reflected light of the burning city. She looked at Sofia with a cold, triumphant pity.

Bag after bag of plasma was pumped into my veins. One raw, guttural scream tore out of me, and then the sound of a baby crying filled the room. On my phone, the screen was still frozen on one last image. Jasper and Fiona were locked in a kiss beneath the Aurelian Tower. I held my crying son and let the tears fall without stopping.

Sophia reacted. "No I remember it all.. that's the more reason to destroy it here, the only sign of Lucas I want to take with me is Zack, I wanna leave everything else behind, we'll just build everything from scratch" Suzan replied with a smile. "I got it, alright....but wait a minute... everything from scratch?? that means you didn't even arrange a home for us???" Sophia asked anxiously. "Your assessment is correct so far haha" Suzan grinned. "Natural element manipulation: Fire blossom blast"

— I think it's good that the one who defends me hasn't been accused numerous times. — Now, here comes the light topic, you can relax. I did that to see your reactions under pressure. You have excellent posture, congratulations. – Miguel smiled, causing Catherine to do the same – But nothing I said is a lie. – The smile on Catherine's face disappeared as Miguel dragged his chair to his closet, opening it and taking a black thermos bottle with what appeared to be water from the side of his backpack, opening it and taking a sip. – In this team, we have me, you, Diego, and Rogerio. I'll tell you a little bit about the guys so you can at least know their names. Rogerio is an expert in solving mar

“YOU CAN NOT DO THAT TO ME NEO! I AM STILL YOUR SISTER, SHOW SOME MERCY!” An officer shouted at her to quieten down! Neo laughed sarcastically and then asked, “The same mercy you showed me? You see, people may think that you have some good in you, and there’s a possibility that you could change. Even these lovely ladies came with in the hope of sorting things out with you but you see, I haven’t told them yet about the monstrous things you have done since your youth and the truth behind why we never had a relationship, siblings normally would. You are a murderous, psychopath who does not deserve any bit of mercy! I have set up an appointment with the Chief of Police tomorrow morning to give

Standing at the end of the corridor, backlit by the ship’s pulsing red failsafe lights. Unmoving. Unflinching. Watching. Sera raised her weapon. “Don’t move.” Zero tilted her head. Then took a step forward. Another. Another. “Stop,” Sera warned. But Zero just... smiled. Not cruel. Not kind. Just... empty. “I’m not your enemy,” she said. Her voice was perfectly neutral. Like it had been compiled, not spoken. Sera tightened her grip on the trigger. “What are you?” Zero blinked.

I didn't get any rest that night. Tyra rested one blade over her lap, Kieran sat close to me, half-awake, half-alert, and Malek snuggled against the wall. However, I was unable to close my eyes. Not after what I had witnessed. Subject Zero wearing my face, though not me. She was not Echo. Echo was the ideal weapon; she was smooth and icy. Zero, however, was something different; Not made to follow orders, it wasn't even made to be copied.

he spat out as he straightened his black leather jacket, and started walking away from me. As soon as he turned around my tears started rolling down my cheek. Where is the guy that used to threaten everyone who made me cry? Zane is not like that anymore and my brain knew it, I wish that my heart could come to terms with it as well.

Claude replied. “Someone made a Buster Sword that is made out of Iridium … He was the first wielder of the Akuma, and he was pursued.” Claude added. [November 6, 1166; Metamorphic Era – Past | Blanc Forest - Salsy, Meccichuzan (5:01)] “Halt!” a scream of a Soldier. A man is being chased in the forest, it was a pursuit of the soldiers and this man. Suddenly, the man stopped in one of the trees. Everyone is exhausted and they are heavily breathing.

Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame Takamatsu screamed as different memory after another continued pouring inside of him, after some time everything stabilize as Takamatsu regained clarity, "I did die, though in normal thinking I am dead in the normal world, I did not cross over to the other side, I only transmigrated, Takamatsu said as he can't help feeling happy.