Sym-bionic Titan Lance Novels & Stories

We drove closer. It was a small mining town. Or it had been. Now it was a ruin. The buildings were smashed. Cars were overturned. And in the center of the town standing in the middle of the road was a figure. It was huge. It was at least eight feet tall. It was covered in metal armor. It held a massive hammer. It turned as we approached. It had no face. Just a smooth steel visor. "What is that?" I whispered. "A Titan," Kaelen said. "Project Titan. The heavy infantry."

"I'll handle the worm." Killian lunged forward, his human form exploding into the thirteen-foot, light-absorbing mass of the Shadow Lycan. The Void-Titanoboa struck with the speed of a whip, its massive jaws opening wide enough to swallow a tank, intending to consume the Lycan whole. CLASH!

And while they violently skirmished in the sky above the crystal facility, a few dozen heavy mecha flew straight down towards one of the devastator fabrication bays. — Thunderbolt Squadron Role: Heavy Assault Loadout: Shaizen Mechanized Sciences “Ronin” Frontline Chassis [A] - Shaizen Mechanized Sciences “Yumi” Particle Rifle [A] - Mechanica Dharma X-54 v3.3 Prototype Round Shield [X] - Primal Machinations “Flametongue” Heavy Plasma Lance (SM) [A] — As they flew closer, their potent tungsten-palladium round shields easily absorbed any incoming fire from the defensive turrets below. Not that they bothered to deal with the turrets themselves - the fleet had that covered.

And I stared right at him. “What is this hybrid’s name?” Brock turned to me and said, “Zane Drocco.” Jared and I gasped but I kept my composure. Now I feel a strong headache coming on. I felt my back hit a wall and I closed my eyes, trying to process every bit of information as I put all the pieces together. The hybrids, why Elder Zane is so adamant to find and lock up every last hybrid from all packs, the prophecy and the white dragon.

Lycans are rare creatures and we have no choice, we are genetically programmed this way. My small hope is instantly crushed when Dr Rayan chuckles and then points to the screen. 'Don't worry Alpha nothing is wrong. In fact, I would go as far as to say everything is very right. Look, those are your pups, the Luna is carrying identical twin boys.' His eyes light up with happiness. 'Twins? We're having fucking twins? Twin boys?'

I smirked. I turned back to the gun collection picking and choosing our favourites, "Autocannon, Bolt Pistol, Lasgun, Pulse Rifle, Lancer Pistol and lastly, for you Jack, a heavy bolter." I walked back to the table where the hologram was displayed. "Vehicles, the Rezvani Tank, Telsla Model S and lastly, Lexus Black Panther," Tyler stated.

"Alright, alright." The Titans attempting to disable the nuclear warhead were also growing smarter, leaping into the air at strange angles to try and get a lucky shot past our shields. With half my shield gone I had to rotate my Sentinel's body to catch the bullets, shells, or plasma before anything embedded itself into my partially exposed cockpit. I took a moment to get a good look at what I was facing. One Titan, identical to the one we'd destroyed, sported four railguns, each barrel the size of a bus. It hung to the rear of the group, giving cover fire and trying to sneak shots past my Sentinel's shield.

“Lance.” The room stills instantly. Every trace of softness sharpens. Not fear, not panic, but something closer to anticipation. Gavin answers, putting it on speaker. “Tell me you’re not calling to ruin this moment,” he says dryly. A pause. Then Lance’s voice comes through, steady, but lighter than I’ve ever heard it. “I wouldn’t dare.” My heart skips. There’s something in his tone. Something different. “We just finished running the final set of tests,” Lance continues. “Vitals. Bond integration. System stability.”

Don't you think that she would cry? Lance said and asked himself. : No, her mind is tougher than me. Lance added. Then he stopped the van in the middle of the road. [Tears flow down silently] [Music Plays: Meinai Tsuki by Fujita Maiko] A dawn with his cries made the sun died down. The sky gloomed and the heavens cried. : Tlop! Tlop!! Tlop!!! The rain falls heavily. : Lance is strong. Lance is my superman. Lance is the best!

After much thought, Serna called Martha aside and explained to her that there was only one solution to make her stronger. They suggested that she allowed them to groom her son till he was strong enough to undergo the lycan experiment. They told her that he would even be more powerful than his brother when they were done with him and he would because he would no longer be ordinary. Serena promised Martha that her son would be so powerful and that fear of him would be in the hearts of everyone and every kingdom. She promised that it would just take patience and he would match up with the strength of his brother and even surpass it.