Novelas y relatos de Voltron

She had heard about his father before, so if he had learnt from his father, why wasn’t he recruited by her father? She shrugged. Her father did things his own way. VVVVV “So you just turn the canister like this” Takashi showed her. And the thing was actually making a small beeping noise. She refused to be impressed. “Then wait three seconds before you throw it” and he did that, and a gas cloud filled the area he threw it to. “What does it do?” “It stuns your opponent for a while. Temporary blindness just like multiple camera flashes”. “Okay, but I’ll still choose brass knuckles over this any day”.

Beside her stood Ivander Gale, the Wind Seeker, his calm demeanor betraying the hurricane-like powers he could summon at will. To Elysia's right was Raiden Stormcaller, a master of lightning and thunder, whose electric presence crackled with power. The lightning tattoos on his arms seemed to pulse, hinting at the destructive energy he could unleash. Standing next to Raiden was Mira Watersong, known for her water-based abilities and the tranquil aura she carried—deceptively so, for she could flood a battlefield in moments.

' I say before ending the link. I finish the paperwork I had leftover on my desk and then leave the office in search of Julisa. I find her and Triton with the other girls in the back yard. Triton is playing with a ball while keeping MJ and Warren entertained as well moving their toys around with his gift. It amazes me how quickly he learned to control his telekinesis. I sneak up behind Julisa and wrap my arms around her with a growl. She squeals catching Triton's attention. "Are you trying to scare me into labor?" She says with a giggle smacking my shoulder. I chuckle at her and then hear a growl and look over to see Triton coming towards me. "Ma momma." He says then growls at me. I chuckle

Curiosity was getting the better of me, but I kept my mouth closed as I waited for further explanation. “My father wouldn’t do that.” Cyran glared at Trenton as if he could kill him with his eyes alone. “But he did. You see, I have the ability to turn back time. Another has the ability to see the future. Amongst us, there are those that can do a lot more than just that. There is even one of us that can release your Dragon. With our abilities combined, we can put an end to the council, but we don’t because as much as everyone hates us, we still honor the Dragon Code.”

The crown prince had the power to go wherever he wished. “Are those werewolves,” I questioned Valerian, gawking at some wolves whose furs had stripes of white and red. The big one sat on the grass, and the smaller ones were playing with her tail. His face turned serious for a moment but went relaxed when he looked out to see them. “No, Those are actual wolves. Nothing special to worry about,” he chuckled, pulling his head back into the carriage. “How can you tell the difference?” I asked again, trying to hide my confusion.

From the way he talks, he reminds me of only one man…my father. “Well, I can assure that this deal is legit” Zach answers, a frown settling on his face, “and if you must know, I own Vash, a fast rising entertainment company” “And I own Echo, the biggest entertainment company there is in America and I am trying to let you know the pros and cons of this deal. You are a very smart man, I mean like our kind”

On the page a picture of the red masked guy pops up, and then in bold letters it says. Have you been seeing this guy everywhere you go? You're not the only one. Red Mask Man A.K.A Slyder, is somebody you don't want to see. Valtor is an immortal Necrif that portrays itself to be a Homo Sapien. It often creates itself to look like an average homo sapien to fit into your life, it can shape shift into many different forms but the one it uses the most is a high school student. We call Valtor an "it" because it changes from female to male, so it's not a he or she.

I might not be really good with a sword but I have really good reflexes. Steel rang out as Torin moved, forcing one back, but the creature didn’t retreat. Rather, it adapted, shifting its weight, eyes locked on Draven with unsettling focus. “It’s like they know you,” I said sharply. “Good then, because Volkava will know who he’s messing with.” His blade went into the heart of one. Another one sprang forward, only to recoil violently as it crossed an invisible threshold. The ground flared, and I heaved a sigh of relief.

They emerged onto a grated balcony overlooking a massive, sunken concrete combat pit. Down in the sand, the fight had just ended. Standing victorious over the twitching, sparked-out remains of a heavy combat cyborg was a woman who looked like she had been forged in a volcano. She was a Kroltan—standing nearly seven feet tall, her skin a deep, hardened crimson laced with natural, jagged bio-armor plating. She dropped a massive, blood-stained kinetic hammer onto the sand, raising her heavily scarred arms as the crowd screamed her name.

Viper and a Ravaged scout moved in a pincer maneuver, distracting the beast's many eyes, while Mako and Rat used their bulk to anchor its massive tail. But our claws and teeth were doing nothing. The Chimera’s hide was too thick, the oily skin sliding away from our strikes. It swiped a massive, clawed limb, sending Cane sprawling into the limestone. "The cases!" Torin roared, shifting back to human form for a split second. "The gear! Use it!" He didn't wait for permission. Torin kicked open the matte-black Thorne case. He grabbed a Sonic Disruptor in one hand and a Flash-Freeze canister in the other. He didn't know the technical specs, but he knew what "Off-Switch" meant.