Glados X Chell Romane & Geschichten

Steam vented between each beat in sharp bursts—scalding, cutting through the air with a high-pitched shriek. They emerged into the twilight of the Palace District. Ten feet tall. Broad as a tank. Plated in dull Barzil-steel that sucked the light out of the air. They didn't have faces. They had sensory strips—flat, dead red light that cast a bloody shimmer over the marble. "Golems," Wolfy whispered over the comms. The sound was a dry rasp in my ear. I felt the sweat on my neck turn cold. "Automated heavy infantry. Pre-Fracture design. Upgraded with Citadel tech."

" Gloriella knew that he would kill her, when had he ever cared about past relationships or acquaintances. Gloriella tried screaming for help, she hoped that the security footage in this room was being monitored but Draco's next words robbed her of hope. " The security footage is being deleted right now, no one would save you!" Gloriella was choking and her face was already getting pale. " Draco, there's no need to kill her" Erada said hastily, she had a detailed plan in her head. Gloriella was silently rejoicing, it seemed she was planning on letting her go. " Just take off the watch on her wrist" The watch on Gloriella's wrist was similar to Cerek's and it prevented her from getting posses

Jeulle growled as she angrily looked at them. There was an instant change in the temperature of the room and before Hellion could ever reached out her hand to Xegris’ face, she was immediately pulled back to Jeulle's side by an unknown force. When she raised her head, thousands of glistening shards were fired into Xegris direction and the very person was attacked. Hellion widened her eyes, it was way too fast for her to even react.

Trigger Warning: Read at your own risk. {'The worst enemy is memories.'} Quinn The sound of the ticking clock softly caressed my ear—— never stopping. Timeless and eternally like my throbbing heart inside my chest. My eyes flickered open and I saw myself standing in the middle of a grandiose foyer. The surroundings felt neutral and miserable as the nightshade slipped outside through the glass window, overcasting my form tremendously. Tilting my head up, the light of the chandelier in the center of the ceiling was the only thing that breaks against the darkness.

Both Squad 44 GLT-class and GRD-class already reach the top of the wall. “Alright, this is the quill. Appsylon!” said the GLT-class. “[Understood, Herrscher.]” said Appsylon. Her drone using laser to cut the quill into two pieces then load it into her cannon. “This is GLT-class Herrscher, I’m ready to shoot. And my drone is continued to collecting the ammo from the quill. Over!” said the GLT-class. “Copy that, GLT-class. You are free to shoot." said Cornelio.

The boy paused. Then stepped aside. Inside, the space was colder, lit with wall-mounted panels salvaged from old solar rigs. Machinery cluttered the corners—half-built drones, stripped weapons, cooling vents that leaked steam and oil. She emerged from the shadows like a spider. Madam Glitch looked like someone who had survived five different lives and didn’t like any of them. One arm was entirely mechanical, long fingers clicking against each other. Her face was lined, unreadable. A jagged coil ran from her left temple into a metal collar around her neck.“You brought something,” she said flatly.

"Because my eyes saw something entirely different. There are dozens of smartphones and security cameras in this foyer. Do I need to have my team pull the footage and display your disgrace on the big screen for all of Haicheng to see?" Chloe looked up at the man shielding her. Her heart, already racing from the fever, began to hammer against her ribs like a trapped bird. The rhythmic throb in her chest was so loud she was certain everyone could hear it. For a moment, the cold, calculating "Demon" felt like the only solid thing in a shifting world. Giselle’s legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the polished marble floor with a dull thud. But Xavier wasn't finished. He leaned down, his presenc

“GET AWAY FROM HER!” His glow exploded like a sunburst. Gold streaked through the chamber as he slammed into the nearest Helion with enough force to shatter its chest plate. Sparks rained down. Another Helion lunged at him from the side— Elias intercepted, his blade slicing through circuitry. The chamber filled with the clang of metal and crackling energy. Rhea fired from the upper catwalk, yelling: “DON’T LET THEM NEAR LENA! They have override injectors!”