Novel & Cerita Transformers Revenge Of The Fallen Arcee Twins

They rushed back into the car. "I'm sorry..." said Doctor Rin. “It's OK. We understand if you are shocked and tensed. But we both have to go back to the future soon," said Zoya. “Okay, we will find the closest lodging here. After that, you guys call back Professor Alex to prepare for your return," said Eren while driving back his car. -Year 2045- “Grawww!” a monster lunged at the army and bit it until the soldier died. "Boom! Dor!" The monster was shot by Captain Arnold in the head.

I rolled my eyes to him, he has a big problem with me huh. "Thanks for choosing her than the old woman. Ace isn't in his right mind for now but I assure you, he'll thank you for that reason too." He said and tapped my shoulder. I nod my head into him and bid goodbye. I pulled out the phone in my pocket and called Rey. "Yes, sir." He replied to me. "Where are my twins? How are they? I wanted to visit them." I sighed deeply and stopped in one place. "They are fine. Dark Ace are brought here earlier and they are both sleeping in the moment Sir." He informed.

They must be crazy because I am not going to do that. "Aww, my best friend is crying, poor baby. Why? Don't you want to join me?" she teasingly said. It is acting as if she is my Michelle, but my Michelle is gone, they killed her and are now using her against me. "Can't you see, an army of the dead is here for you. We want you on our side. There are lots of things we can offer you." It walks towards me but immediately stopped when it saw the sword on my back. Michelle's face twitched as if she's hurt, but I know seeing the weapon only made them decide to kill me. The smile on her face stretched so much that it almost touches her eyes. It is now showing its true form, a demon.

I shoved her back. The room shook. The silver glass walls didn't just crack. They turned to dust. The twins stood in the doorway. They weren't five years old anymore. They looked like teenagers. Their skin was translucent. Their red eyes were burning. "Father," they said. "Caleb, get behind me!" I shifted. My bones snapped and reformed. My clothes became rags. The twins raised their hands. A pulse of red energy hit the room. The laptop exploded. The lights died.

Fallen is a race of celestial beings who were sent down to earth either as punishment or as a request made by them, they lose their wings in the process. Aryiks are a race of beings who are half werewolf half angels, they are granted angel lifespans and werewolf powers including a wolf. They also allowed the fallen angels' powers to be passed onto them, however, some of them can only be accessed until their 20th year. Most of the Aryiks born have their werewolf side more prominent than their angel side, therefore, losing their powers. " "Wow, so she's an Aryik," Horia muttered, earning a hum from the moon goddess.

Jason laughed hysterically. “I don't deserve to be here? Let's see if this pack will not be mine. You had better watch your back because you never know what is coming for you.” He threatened and laughed at his words. Just then, arrows started flying everywhere. Jason and Umberto tried to escape, but the arrows were specifically aimed at their arms according to Ceasor's orders. They stared at Ceasor slowly and fell down. It was a paralytic arrow. They would only be able to hear and see what was happening,they won't be able to move unless the arrows are removed. The guards whom Ceasor told to hide came into full view. “My Lord,” they bowed.

Scottie and Stacie looked ready to faint. “Would you all retract your anger? Your auras are about to make the mortals pass out.” Arashi boomed through me and heads snapped back in my direction. Eyes fell on my siblings and they all started muttering apologies. The twins blinked rapidly, stammering words of acceptance awkwardly.

Two cries filled the room, one after the other, and the bond web sang so loudly I thought my heart would burst. The first cry was a fierce, angry wail that sliced through the midnight quiet. The second came a heartbeat later, higher and softer, a counterpoint to the first. I lay back against the pillows, drenched in sweat and shaking, and Archer lifted both twins into the lamplight with hands that were steady despite the tears streaming down his face. "A boy and a girl," Archer said, and his voice cracked on every word. "Caelum, you did it. They're perfect."

Abandoning the idea of getting into his car, Ace scrambled up to his feet and half crawled, half ran, but didn’t get far when he was tripped and he fell flat on the ground. When he tried to get up something hard came down on his back and he cried out in pain. “Please! I don’t want any trouble--” Two figures stepped out of the shadows. Both wearing dark clothes. Both tall. Both circling him like predators. Bright red eyes shining down on him and his blood ran cold. The Konstantino twins. Both of them.

Witnessing him in this state made my heart ache, but I had to push those feelings aside. I searched the room, driven by an impulse I couldn't express. Something was urging me to be here, something significant. Then I discovered it. Hidden beneath a loose floorboard lay an ancient leather-bound journal. My mother’s writing was scribbled on the cover. I opened it quickly, my heart racing. The pages contained accounts of her experiences, her challenges as Luna, and... I gasped as I reached the last pages. The twins hold the secret. One will ascend, one will decline. United, they will either forge the future of our species or annihilate it.