Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Armaggon Novels & Stories

As he run, he slowly transitioned to all fours as a faint glow engulfed him to serve as his armor; the doing of the Lease called Arma Impia. Under the astonished eyes of the large serpent, Mane crashed into the nose of the beast. This nose alone was akin to a small hill, and Mane’s figure was like an ant before the huge snake. But this ant sure could bite. “Splintering Fist!” *Boom* *Hiss*

Seeing that Arman's transformation has ended, Romulus extends his hand again as he wants to raise Arman up. “Great! Now… You are reborn! then…” Suddenly Romulus felt like his hand and feet were bound by something and couldn't move. Even his finger can’t move even a bit. He then saw Arman's tentacles binding his hands and feet. Without saying anything Arman quickly hugs his body and jumps off the water tank toward the incinerator below. “What!? Release me! Release me at once you coward!!” Romulus shouted out loud and tried to free himself from Arman but he couldn't as all of Arman's power was only evolved for one purpose, that is to bind him.

> TEAM BLOODSIGHT (Gargan the Executioner & Chief Tech Silas) > Inside the darkened red tunnel leading to the arena floor, the air vibrated with the deafening roar of the crowd. Agnes stood near the hydraulic blast doors, checking the tactical straps on her moonstone-reinforced combat vest. She wore dark, fitted fight trousers and heavy leather wraps around her hands. Her right palm bore the Starfall Fate-Ring, its uncut stone glowing with a steady, quiet silver light.

"On a scale of one to completely fucked, I'd say we're hovering somewhere around 'start writing your will and making peace with whatever god you believe in.” "Shut up and fight," Amon growled, his shadows lashing out at an amalgam that got too close. "I can do both, you know. I'm talented that way, very good at multitasking under pressure." An amalgam dove at Fabian from above, dropping from what must have been a rooftop perch, and he twisted his blade, catching it across what passed for its throat. One of its arms fell away, twitching on the ground, but instead of weakening the creature, I watched in horror as another arm sprouted from the same location, growing from the stump with wet soun

"How?" I exclaimed wide-eyed as I watched Amara walk into the training room looking better than ever. I had been watching Gio train through a hidden monitor. I really needed to know more about him and I didn't think he would tell me so spying on him was my only option. The allergies looked really deadly and I didn't think she was going to recover even in a week, but here she was. She walked to the table to pick out boxing gloves and then walked straight to the dummy with a cold death stare plastered across her face. That look reminded me of Alita so much, she was always strong-willed and determined, I didn't think she was going to die.

But this is the tradition you will never be told stronger if you won't pass this forest. ___________ KEZTOR_elder "Walter" power_THUNDER FINO: VENOM GUALTIERO: GRAVITY MAI: WATER NARKISSA: NUMBNESS and TELEPORT NUNZIO: VOICE ORAZIO: SNIPER "Warg grandson, that was the list of all your clan allies. Are you sure about this" "I was born ready grandpa this is what I've been training for right? So what are you asking me like that?"

Suddenly on the surface of the raging sea a grapple snagged the ankle of an shadowy figure with eight arms, jerks him up in the air effortlessly, yanked him forward to it grappler then the shadowy figure with eight arms was smashed in the face by the grappler’s fist which caused a seismic wave that divided the waters in certain depths as the punched shadowy figure smashed against the barrier creating many thunderclaps above, unsurprisingly the barrier absorbed the hit with no effect. The shadowy figure who was smashed, slid down the barrier then kneeled on the raging sea near a standing little figure, surprisingly none of them were sinking. The shadowy figure with eight arms groaned as he st

“Take her down to the room. We’ll prepare the trial.” His men grabbed my arms with iron grips. No matter how much I struggled, I was no match for them. Physically, I was weak compared to these elite pack warriors. Alaric glanced back at me, a cold, ruthless gleam in his eyes. Quietly, almost mocking, he said, “And, Men ... enjoy her while we get the trial ready.” His words slammed into me like a punch to the gut. I gasped, burning with disbelief and rage. “What the hell are you talking about?!”

The only thing I could make out from her outfit was that it was a warsuit. Just when she felt a presence in her room, she turned and saw me. I smiled weakly at her. It seems Sage's first attack did a great deal on me considering the fact that I never strengthened my power level after I got my powers back. "Megan?" Morgana gasped. She ran up to me. She pulled me into her embrace but instead of reciprocating the gesture, I collapsed into her hands. Everything went fuzzy at first. I could not see her face clearly before it all blacked out. TBC ... Pardon any mistake or incompetency guys.

He nodded at them and they followed. WHACK! Someone bashed a pan onto Leo’s head and he dropped like a stone. “Leo!” Ellis dropped down and looked at him to check if he was breathing. She looked up at the man who stepped through the door with hate twisting in her guts. Ellis had seen a lot of strange creatures, but never something like this. This was an evil teenage mutant ninja turtle with webbed feet. It looked between Nin and Ellis and squinted. The thing held a black box that he held towards Ellis.