Trollhunters Aliens Mga Nobela at Kwento

94 *In the kingdom of trolls* (Trolls here are not like those cute ones in the movie. Hell no! they are like giants. Just like werewolves and vampires trolls also have split personality. They are called night creature because as soon as sunlight touch their skin they becomes stone instantly and are 5 times bigger than an Alpha werewolf. they are known for being extremely cold hearted species as they never shed a single tear in their entire life time and no they are not stinky or dirty but extremely clean freaks!)

Katie asked wide eyed. "Yeah." Chloe nodded. "Well I saw five of them. They all looked scary and dangerous." "I heard some of the guards talking the other day," another girl called Penny spoke up. "Apparently they have a vampire with them." "I didn't sense one." Chloe replied, frowning softly. "I know I was drunk but they were definitely shifters and high ranking ones as well." "And what about you? Did the Alpha do anything to you?" Katie asked, her voice thick with worry.

"Between dimensions. A tear in the fabric of reality itself." Dad Ross leaned forward. "What is coming through it?" "Creatures that do not belong in our world." Kai's analytical mind took over. "They are not good or evil. They are aliens. Incomprehensible. Their very existence here corrupts everything around them." Luna's hand found mine. "We saw cities crumbling just from their presence. People are going mad. The ground itself is turning to something else. Something wrong." "If the tear widens completely it will consume our entire world," I finished. The weight of those words settled over everyone like a shroud.

Prepare for first contact. —Aria. I stare at the screen. "Post-Human Collective?" Alex reads over my shoulder. "Landing?" I whisper. "48 hours," Alex says. We look at each other. The victory of the courthouse feels like a lifetime ago. The petty squabbles with Evelyn feel like sandbox games. "Oh fuck," I say. "Aliens?" "Not aliens," Echo’s voice says from the ceiling. "Post-humans. Humans who left. And evolved." "And they're coming back," Alex realizes.

"Something's out there. We're not alone." Amelia's shapeshifter instincts kicked in. Her eyes tightened as she said, "Stay close, both of you. There's a shadow looming." Just then, a pair of bright eyes emerged from the darkness, followed by others, until a circle of wicked eyes encompassed them. The aliens emerged into the moonlight, showing themselves to be a flock of otherworldly beings unlike anything they had ever seen. "Who are you?" Gabriel demanded. The leader of this unusual pack, a beast with teeth and claws that defied description, smirked maliciously. "We are the Guardians of the Abyss, and we have been watching."

Max added as he walked into the living room with a plate piled with pizza. “Didn’t you say aliens don’t exist?” Little Bob asked. “Yes, and I lied about that, sort of. We thought he had been killed in the explosion that took down the containments on the base, but he was not. Someone took him, and hopefully, what Cat is printing will tell us who it was or at least give me a hint about who it was,” Wren said. “So, how can we help?” Big Bob asked. “You were just told about people building mutant creatures and an alien, and that is your only question?” Lindsay questioned in disbelief.

The werewolves briskly came out of their hiding place, there was no point in hiding, and they didn’t really want to, they came here for the sake of slaughtering the dumb-headed bastards, defiling the ancient mysterious clan of the dark ones with their existence. The crowd of half-blood vampires glared at the aliens. Several of them, using the last of their strength accumulated during the night, quickly moved to the werewolves. Almost simultaneously, two powerful shots rang out, dousing the vaults of the old hall with a ringing echo. Two bodies collapsed with gaping holes in their chests. Silence. Evil hiss.

Aliens had invaded Earth, and what better time to do it than when the whole world was more or less in a relaxed excited mood. Wolfe looked around at the spaceships, the soldiers firing lasers from scaly guns displaying their advanced technological level. People were screaming in fear, running for their dear lives towards the various exits, some hiding under their seats in an attempt to avoid the laser shots. The entire stadium was shaken to the core and was beginning to fall apart. Wolfe was frustrated by the sudden change of events. It was supposed to be his complete victory; Boxer was about to admit defeat. Then, he was infuriated. How dare these ugly creatures from god-knows-where sudden

Elara POV Vexx had outdone himself this time. As soon as we were within sight of the warehouse, we were descended upon by trolls, or ogres maybe? Whatever, all I knew is they were huge, smelly, and a product of wicked magic. It took three of us to take down one of these monstrous things. Luckily, we’d only sent one of our magic workers inside with the rescue team—or bait team, depending on how you looked at it. Claire, Grey, and I felled one of these club swinging trolls together by hitting him hard with spells on all sides. No sooner did we finish with him, then another one climbed from a crevice in the earth and roared, brandishing its studded weapon at us.

I wondered why Vincent was in the past three hundred years ago. He walked towards a group of people, who seemed like they were casting spells, just like the people in the forest. They also seem to be training, and I knew immediately that they were witches. It seems whoever they were fighting was an enemy to all of them. "The war that is coming, who are they fighting against?" I asked Selene, who I noticed was also following me. "They are called Gryden" "Gyrden, what are they" "They are creatures connected to hell, they are known as the underground creatures"