Glados X Chell Novelas e Histórias

Xavier asked in an upset tone. "It's fine. I'll wait until they wake up." "I'll send your witch friend here." Xavier stood up. Something in his eyes showed that he was reluctant to leave me. "Her name is Gloria, Xavier." I smiled. Fifteen minutes after Xavier left, the door to the room opened, with Gloria stumbling in. She kept looking back with a puzzled expression on her face. She plopped into the seat next to me. "Am I hallucinating, or did I really see a scary red-eyed version of Xavier down the hall?"

I felt an unfamiliar feeling that began in the pit of my stomach before spreading throughout my body. "Rina, you have to listen to us right now," Arion tried, his voice thick with worry. I lifted my head to look at him. "Rina, please, you have to calm down," Arion begged. I looked at my hands, the strange glow that had been in my eyes when Sheila's mother had insulted me earlier had spread and was now engulfing my entire body. I looked into the worried eyes of my mates. I sucked in a deep breath before slowly releasing it. As I continued to breathe, the glow began dissipating. I concentrated on the feel of my mates holding me and before long, I was not glowing anymore.

(PELLA’S POINT OF VIEW) "Does the smoke burn your eyes, monster, or did you lose your sight when you traded your soul for that silver suit?" Pella coughed, the acidic tang of the chemical flares scratching her throat as she scrambled backward across the obsidian dais. Her hands were raw, the palms bleeding from the frantic effort of smashing the control relay, and her heart was a frantic drum against her ribs. She looked small, a scrap of a girl in a stained medic’s jacket, standing amidst the ruins of the most advanced security system in Eldergloom.

​The warehouse floor was a graveyard of rusted machinery and shadows, lit only by the flickering blue glare of Chloe’s tablet. The air smelled of salt from the nearby docks and the ozone of the high-frequency jammer she’d set up the second her team hit the floor. ​"Don't move, Elara," Chloe said, her voice sounding thin and hollow in the vast space. "The moment your heart rate hits 140, the feedback loop triggers. I don't want to scramble your brains before I get the backup, but I will if you make me."

20% 40% 8 minutes left shit! I have to fix something else. I put on my other watch that has a small screen connected to the Free Souls system just in case I complete hacking it. I put on my belt that I will use to glide to the other building. I made sure I put it on tight and it wouldn't come off when I glided I looked back at my laptop and noticed its percentage

Glenn roared. Chase laughed at this. "Do you really think I won't be able to kill you? All it takes is a notion from me and I can destroy your big family in an instant!" Chase grabbed the air while speaking. Unlimited vitality began surging instantly. They formed into violent gales of wind to pull and tear everyone apart. The defense Glenn had put up around him cracked inch by inch. "Damn it! That's the power of a semi-saint!" Glenn's expression changed. "Who exactly are you, Chase Collins? Are you from the Martial Arts Alliance?!"

"Don't mask it from me. Let it act as an encrypted, closed-circuit ping. As long as I can feel your pulse through the bond, I will keep tearing their front gates apart. But if the ping drops, Sereia... I leave no survivors." I opened my golden eyes, meeting his burning crimson gaze. The Architect and the Alpha had finalized the algorithm. He leaned down, pressing a hard, brief kiss against my forehead—a physical seal of the contract. "Get some rest, Glitch," Xander murmured, stepping back and turning toward the bunker’s armory to begin preparing his tactical loadout. "At dawn, we crash the High Council."

POV: Calista Rivers The glass door just exploded outward like a shower of sharp ice. Kael was a giant gray blur in the dark hallway. His heavy paws hit the clean floor tiles with loud thuds as he slammed his chest straight into the front line of the grey-armored Enforcers. The shock-shields they held carried a bright blue current, but without the central computer grid to power them, the electrical sparks were weak. They just fizzled against Kael’s thick gray fur like harmless bugs.

And standing in the exact center of the room, looking directly upward into the hidden, encrypted security lens, was Worker 892. Chloe. But she was no longer hunched, no longer broken, and no longer wearing the cumbersome hazmat suit. She was dressed in the sleek, black tactical gear of a Genesis elite guard, holding a submachine gun in one hand and a decrypted master-key drive in the other. Chloe stared into the camera, a chilling, perfectly sane smile stretching across her hollowed face, and mouthed three words clearly enough for Elara to read them perfectly. Check on Julian. Before Elara could react, the feed cut to black, and the entire power grid of Genesis Island violently shut down, pl

She gave a cynical expression until their bodies were very close. "What do you mean?" "You were the one who took Lelin away from here. Then where is she?" Sehrize managed to read the contents of Glade's head without having to find out like the police who were trying to find traces of Lelin with their hard work.However, for Glade, it was not something impossible because they worked as assassins and spies, they had sharp eyes far more perfect than police officers when it comes to solving problems. Glade chose to remain silent, his body turned back to the front of the computer and did the remaining work.