Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Armaggon Novels & Stories

Leonardo easily pulled her back with his free hand. "Let go of me! You're a sick, psychotic monster!" She yelled and uselessly tried to break free. Arian forced himself up and grabbed his bleeding arm. His long sleeved, black shirt stuck to him like a second skin, dripping with blood. "And we meet again, De' Argent." Leonardo deviously smirked. "Trust me, I can't even pretend to be surprised." Arian Antoine De' Argent coldly growled...

When the door opened, Creed spotted numerous familiar figures barging in one by one. The first recognisable face Creed saw was that of the so-called "master," whom Creed only knew as veteran mercenary Luna Agnes. Her boisterous, obnoxious rhythm made his knees pulpy, as it usually did. He was, however, accustomed to this sensation by this point. Her bionic arm continued to clank as she walked. Creed bowed as soon as their eyes met . She gave him a vicious smirk before discreetly taking a seat in the farthest corner of the room. Agenor and Falco soon joined them in the chamber. Nakiya and others soon followed.

He stops next to her parents and places his hands on their shoulders. “Argento Sixth,” he says, referring to the name of their brand. “Care to explain this?” As Sage says those words, he throws what seems to be a slimline voice recorder in between them, and what we hear next has me bristling with anger. //“Hmmm, that’s all good and well, but what will you do once he discovers Cherie didn’t win any of her fights without your help? She’ll probably die in her first legal fight.”//

“Well, if you just put me in charge. . . .” The sudden murmur in my head makes me flinch, and that’s when I realize that I’m a mutant too. I have Vega. Amari lands on the floor with a graceful little kneel but I waste no time this time around. Instead of waiting for her to make the first blow, I step back and use Vega’s strength to deliver a strong kick on her face. She catches my leg and tries to twist it, but I knee her face with my other leg. Her nose breaks under my kneecap, and while the crunching sound makes me feel guilty, I feel relieved when she falls back, clutching her face.

The boy thought to himself that she must have started damaging her ties a long time ago. Ragnar also rushed his movements and released his second leg. He pulled on his leg so hard that as his leg freed, the large branch of fragrant leaves that hung beside him and that summarily hided him came loose. It fell on the large wooden plaque, then on the floor next to the little girl.

Argo didn't flinch or fight me, he looked ready. "Argo, do you accept the Blood Rock Pack as yours, and do you promise to protect it and its members as their gamma?" "I do." Argo said, and I sliced his hand open with my claw. Then I did the same to mine, and we gave each other a handshake. "Now get my soldiers ready so we can get your brother back." "I think he should stay here," Argo said. "When we get him back. He should stay with us." "That’s his choice." I replied. "But you know he’s welcome here."

His claws tore through shadows, energy flaring. I reached out instinctively, feeling his power, matching him with mine. Light and shadow intertwined, creating a protective aura around us. Amendus staggered backward, unprepared for our unity. “Now, Nyra!” Creed shouted, golden eyes blazing. “Together!” I let myself trust him completely. My hands flared, his energy pulsing through me, our combined power crashing into Amendus like a storm. He roared, stumbling, the shadows around him twisting violently before dissipating in a blinding explosion.

They rolled around hugging each other. They still rolled a few times, Riri tried to escape from Argo's grip. He rebelled. But strangely he seemed weak when held by Argo. Even though Argo is a human and he has more power… a werewolf is less powerful than an ordinary human. Argo tightened the grip on Riri's waist, not letting her go. When they stopped rolling… he whispered in Riri's ear. "I got you! You are mine!” He whispered and made Riri goosebumps. Argo quickly turned Riri's body… they are still on top of them.

Since they were minor, it took a fraction of a moment to return her abraded skin to normal. “I shall not be denied, Namirha!” Agremon snarled. “I shall succeed where you have failed! I shall destroy all and reign over the universe and you will bow down to me!” He struggled against his invisible bindings and tore his arms away from his body, then used both hands to tear his legs from their moorings. Namirha raised an eyebrow at his prowess. He’d managed to get one leg free when Namirha spoke.

’ The turtle metahuman finally managed to free itself and glowered at me with its black eyes. I used to love turtles and would usually spend my money donating to their cause. But I guess I have to fight one of them now. What an irony. ‘Can you handle two metahumans? At least keep them at bay until I take care of this Ninja Turtle.’ I flexed my fingers and felt my gloves heating up in preparation for combat. I feel it buzzing with life as if it understood that we were about to go into battle.