Robin X Beastboy の小説・ストーリー

he screamed at the men who stammered before responding "S...sir we only found the boy,he was alone." "Wonderful." Rob said walking over the the squad,"Just wonderful!So i asked you to do me one simple task just one,to trace two eight year olds and you bring me one.I just employed you so that you can get some money and do something with your miserable lives but no,you are miserable at anything and everything!"he finished off by taking of a glittering sword and stood before them.The four men looked extremely terrified but non could match up to eight year old Xavier.

A guy with a beard said, “I simply don’t believe that with so many of us here, we still can’t beat this hot-headed fellow. Everyone, charge!” After the others heard the encouragement, all of them rushed forward. Baby Robbie grabbed onto the dead man with the crooked neck and stood him up as though he was a prop. While holding onto the guy, Baby Robbie did a revolving kick and hung upside down to seize one of the enemies by his testicles. The man rolled on the ground wretchedly while holding onto his crotch. “What a vicious child. You’re so young, yet you’re out here cutting off others’ vital points,” said Nephele.

Yennifer roamed her eyes to follow Robin's movement and she's so fast but she didn't know that she had that talent too. Robin was about to swoop above Yennifer's back when her spine turned into spikes. It's too late when Robin's feet landed behind her. She stumbled on the ground with her bloody paws. She cried in agony and Yennifer scoffed against her. Now, it's her time to do the counter-attack. She ran like the hurricanes and begun to raise her claws to scratch Robin's face but someone ran beside her and used his force to throw her from afar. It's Hathorn, the Zeta leader. He rescued Robin and licked her bleeding paws and it's quickly healed.

I fell to the ground, while feeling different emotions. "Are you alright?" Robin asked me. "Yeah." I said, nodding my head as I began to calm down. "I guess you saw truths you never expected to see. Tell me, what did you see?" Robin asked, out of curiosity. "It's private." I said as I managed to stand. "Take me back home." I demanded. "Oh, no. Not so fast." He said as he began to withdraw his claws, and fangs. What! Was Robin a werewolf all along?

I frowned. “Ari, if that man is Robin’s father, what should we do?” Isabella asked, her expression grim. My face darkened as well and grimaced. “I don’t care if he was Robin’s father. He tried to take my life and captured Leonora. So he must pay the price for messing with us! If he knows I’m alive, he will try to kill me, anyway!” “Don’t worry, Ari. We will stand with you. He is the enemy of all the divine beast race from now on!” Isabella said resolutely.

“I am.” Joe tilted his head. “Why?” Robin hesitated, the boy’s innocent question cutting deeper than he expected. “I made mistakes,” he said finally. “Big ones.” Joe frowned but didn’t press further. Instead, he held up the carving he’d been working ona small wolf, intricately detailed. “I made this,” he said, his tone proud. Robin smiled faintly. “You’re talented,” he said. “It looks just like a real wolf.” Joe beamed, and for a moment, Robin felt a flicker of warmth he hadn’t experienced in years.

Thought he loved me. Now? I just wanted him to burn. Robin got it. Her voice turned ice-cold. "Bryson Schubert, instead of groveling, maybe think about what it means to illegally rip out someone's organ. And that fake, stuck-up girl next to you? The one who pretended to be sick to steal my sister's kidney? You might wanna ask if she's ready for what's coming." None of this was buried. A couple clicks and the truth would blow wide open. Robin didn't even have to try.

Pat walked towards Way's who just rolled a forkful of pasta with veggies and was about to travel it down his throat, when Pat suddenly grabbed his hand and redirected it into his own mouth, he munch on it happily in a jesty manner, Way froze in surprise. Then narrowed his eyes, couldn't believe how cunning his boyfriend could be. As he looked at him with a romantic rage in his eyes, tightening his grip towards Pat as if he wants to hit him hard, which also got Pat scared, and hastily dodged the hit as he hid behind Way's back,

Now that I'd been given a second chance at life, I wouldn't let either of these lunatics with their hidden agendas get away this time. "Since it's a celebration, let's not spoil the mood." Carter's voice pulled me back to the present. I watched as he picked up the wine bottle—the very one he had tampered with—and poured a glass. Then, he pushed it toward me. The dark red liquid swirled in the glass. To me, it was like a venomous snake flicking its tongue. "Stella is our guest. You should have the first toast," Carter said. As I stared at the glass in front of me, my heart jolted with fear.