Titan Speakerman X Titan Tv Man Novels & Stories

He spoke, the sound rumbling from his chest. That voice. I knew that voice. "Titan..?" I gasped out, surprised. "Ma'am." He bowed his head to me. "I saw you running blindly on the streets and I rushed to reach you." "Oh, thank you." My heart beat wildly in my chest. I couldn't believe this. Titan was a very big man, topping almost seven feet tall, and had muscles for days, his size alone was very intimidating and scary. I was amongst those who were afraid of him at first when he was assigned with driving me around but after talking to him for a while, I realized that while he may be huge and scary, he was a very sweet shifter who told dry jokes.

"Move!" Dax roared, shoving my father toward the stolen SUV. "The ceiling is coming down!" But the loading dock wasn't empty anymore. Standing between us and the exit was a nightmare of chrome and hydraulics. A Titan-Sentinel. It was twelve feet tall, a bipedal tank with a rotary cannon for an arm. In the original timeline, this thing had killed three of our best riders. It had taken us six chapters to figure out how to scratch its paint.

The introduction went like this. Titan: My name's Titan. Fifteen. 80kg. 5 feet 4 inches. I know I'm fat, so don't dare talk behind my back about it or experience the most excruciating pain you've ever experienced in your entire life. This is not an empty threat, mind you. I'm effin serious. Next!

"Now get out of here before I call Security." I didn't leave. I grabbed a heavy porcelain teapot from the "Stage" and I smashed it over the man’s head. He slumped over the console, his sandwich falling to the floor. The monitors began to flicker. The sound of the Titan outside changed from a roar to a high-pitched whine. I looked at the console. There was a microphone. I grabbed it. "Can you hear me?" I shouted into the mic. My voice didn't come out of the speakers in the room. It came out of the **Sky**.

I could hear Ryder growl through the mind link making Titan smirk. “She looks so cute under us,” Titan teased. “I am sure she would look cuter with our pups,” he added and I am sure Ryder lost his shit at that as he suddenly tried to get back control which Titan adamantly refused to give up. “Breed - me - Titan,” I whimpered as I sang out the words in sync with his pleasurably rough thrust. “No !” Ryder denied but Titan did not pay heed to him after that and pounded even more fiercely, excited by the simple thought of breeding me.

I have heard of his exploits and even had an encounter with a female who fucked him, she did say he’s the best she’s ever had. But you know its a pipe dream my other self told me, I opened my eyes, 'shut the fuck up! I am allowed to dream and don't those useless motivational speakers say that if you can see it in your mind, then you can hold it in your hand. I said to myself.’ I said out loud Titan is my sweet little boy, and he will be mine again, I muttered to myself, touching my lips and I deciding that I needed a cold bath so I can clear my head.

Ren looked at the speaker. It was Jinx. Her avatar was a sleek, cyber-ninja construct. She wore matte-black stealth plating, a hood pulled low over a digital mask that displayed a shifting neon smiley face. Currently, the face was rolling its eyes. Twin monofilament katanas were strapped to her back. "Relax, Jinx," the second figure rumbled. "The man’s got a life." This was Tank.

He had taken an old Shadow Claw training droid from the archives and bolted Architect tech onto it. But the core... the brain... was still ours. I looked at the Titan's cracked visor. "Who are you?" I whispered. I found the manual override switch on the cylinder. CLICK. The blue light flared. The Titan's synthesizer crackled. It didn't have enough power to move, but it had enough to speak. "...Warden..." the voice glitched. It wasn't the droning, mechanical voice of the Titan. It was a human voice. Recorded.

Their heads were sensor clusters glowing with a singular red eye. Their right arms ended in rotary cannons. Their left arms were anti-riot shock prods, crackling with enough electricity to jumpstart a city. "Titans!" Ben screamed, his voice muffled by the mask. "We can't fight those! Small arms are useless!" The Titans stepped onto the maintenance rails. They didn't need to walk the bridge; they had magnetic clamps on their boots. They walked heavily along the walls, flanking the team, their cannons spinning up with a sound like tearing canvas.

“Make it loud, but leave no trace. And Titan…” Titan paused at the door and looked back. “Remind Amaro who he’s messing with.” Titan gave a sharp nod. “Consider it done.” Then he turned and walked out of the office, the door clicking softly behind him.