Titans Of Titanfall 2 Novels & Stories

​The molten orange glare of the geothermal siphon cast long, distorted shadows across the massive cavern of Sector 00. As the monolithic black titanium cylinder fully emerged from the liquid stone, the automated cooling manifolds began to hiss, spraying high-pressure nitrogen vapor that swirled around the towering Vanguard Titan Chassis 01.

] [LEAD ASSET: T-62 RETROFIT LIGHT TANK. [SECONDARY ASSETS: 4 ARMORED TROOP CARRIERS / 1 MOBILE COMMAND UNIT.] [INFANTRY ESTIMATE: 180+ HEAVILY ARMED FOOT SOLDIERS.] "Hold," I breathed into my collar mic, keeping my voice down to a razor-thin whisper. "Let the lead chassis clear the granite overhang."

They were vibrating at a frantic, erratic frequency, matching the high-pitched hum echoing up from the deep earth. The sealed titan hadn't been an isolated beast. It had been the keystone of an ancient, continental network—a living grid of slumbering leviathans chained beneath the crust, held in a forced, centuries-long coma by the Council's parasitic siphons. By destroying the forge and plunging the primary titan into the subterranean sea, we had severed the main power loop. The circuit was dead. The prisoners were awake. "Lyra," Killian said, his dark amber eyes turning to me, filled with a grim, unyielding resolve. "We fall back to the Citadel. We gather the clans, drop the heavy portcull

Elias commanded. From the roof of the Titan, a dozen miniature drones launched into the air, their multi-spectrum sensors identifying the positions of Alistair’s shooters. Within seconds, the drones began to emit a series of non-lethal, high-frequency sonic bursts that neutralized the mercenaries, leaving them incapacitated on the ground. "Ramming speed," Raf declared, his foot slamming onto the accelerator. The Titan didn't just hit the kinetic barriers; it obliterated them. The six-wheeled monster plowed through the obstacles with a terrifying, unstoppable force, its reinforced chassis absorbing the impact as if it were nothing more than a minor speed bump.

[Thalan] Just like it is the duty of my subjects to serve my will, it is my duty to serve the Grand Elder in all things. She and her siblings, resting in their unnatural sleep, are the oldest of us. The Titans, named after the old human mythology about the creatures who created the cosmos, are our creators. They are the dragons responsible for founding the courts and growing the seeds of our civilization. But my heart and mind are at war as I watch Nilla gleefully awaken the other Grand Elders.

He pulls his phone out of his pocket and dials someone. I am reading the screen and see what it is he is looking at. Drones. Turning my gaze to Titus as he gives orders to launch them and track the rogues, I smile. His businesses in the human world make everything from technology to cars. His pack is one of the wealthiest and no wonder because he works hard. “Watch the screen.” He says as he grabs the remote control and turns the TV that I mounted on the wall on. He fiddles with the remote control and a live feed comes up on the screen.

“I’m just thankful that we are still your mates, I was worried that things would end up being different with you not being a fallen.” I shook my head in shock. “What’s a fallen?” “They were angels in past lives and they’re used as tools to combat demons. They’re extremely rare because they’re normally killed off but you had survived. Baby, what I’m telling you is the truth.” He said. “This is a bit much for me to digest honestly, I barely know any of you.” I told him. A fallen? What’s he going on about things being different? I’m so confused. “I made you fall in love with me once, I’ll do it again.” He approached me and I felt tingles, proving that we were mates. He rested his forehead on to

“You need to trust me and listen attentively till the end to what I’m going to tell you.” I nod a little, a bit scared to hear what he is about to say. Closing his eyes, he intakes a deep breath. He then opens them and declares. “Those papers belong to Toni, the one who looked after you the night I went to the Citadel. He is your official bodyguard.” ≡└( 'o')┘≡┌( 'o')┐

It had waited since the world was young. Now it knew the flames were burning again. Its time had come. Back in Crimson Ridge, Elizabeth met with her war councilIsolde, Jaxon, Kieran, the Flame Order’s eldest, and the emissaries of three other High Packs. “The Titans,” Isolde began, gesturing to an ancient map, “are not gods. They are forces. Older than shape or time. Born in the void before creation. The Moon Goddess didn’t destroy them she bound them beneath the elements.”

Harbor, the titan of the ocean. Atlas, the titan of the sky. Una, the titan of memories. Everest, the titan of land. Raiden, the titan of thunder and lightning. Azar, the titan of fire. Lewis, the titan of war. Ahava, the titan of love. Amara, the titan of beauty. Astrea, the titan of fantasy. Hakim, the titan of intelligence. And lastly, Hadeon, the titan of destruction. They were the children of Titus, the father of all titans.