Metal Deep 2: Something Beautiful Read Online Free PDF

at least those not kept in human-farms to be used as food for those who might need them. 
     
    We stood together in silence for some time. For a maniac out to destroy the world, Drake wasn’t such a bad guy. He placed a reaffirming hand on my shoulder. He actually seemed sympathetic toward my distress and genuinely wanted to see me perk up. “You are a child of gods.” He said, “In ways no Amalgam could ever hope to be. You will save the Pure Blood and Amalgam races alike. I know it’s a lot to absorb. I want you to take your time, but we must be going. It’s going to be okay. You have a destiny to fulfill.”
     
    I’m sure his people had their charm about them, but what they were asking of me was too much. I could not be some delivery boy of destruction for the human race. I would not. “It is time to go,” I agreed. “Before we do, do you think I could study that pad. I was serious about wanting to reach my potential.” I pointed to the device he used to turn off my fake sight. I figured it had everything about me I needed to know.
     
    Drake laughed, “Sure.” He handed it to me. His voice was solemn and his face wore worry heavily across his cheeks, “In some ways you remind me of Cade.” A smile turned his lips upward, “You share a certain ruthlessness that is to be admired.”
     
    “I hope I can give you everything you deserve.” I replied in earnest. “You know in some ways you remind me of him as well.”
     
    He smiled in a way only a proud father would as he put his hands in pockets to join me in my walk back toward the truck that held Maeve. “Oh yeah? How so?”
     
    “You both have crushed faces.” I said not holding back the hatred I felt bubbling up.
     
    Realization of what I meant hit him about a second before I did. I hated to use brute violence again, but it was all I had. I just hoped Maeve was right about that Unicorn thing.
     
    I had pieced together what had happened the night before, and what Maeve said about not being strong enough yet, and there was her not being able to use her armor until nightfall. Drake even eluded to it during his Rule the World speech. Most Amalgam magical abilities were contingent upon moonlight. There was the exception of some small things, and for powerful beings like Drake they weren’t that limited. I felt dense for not having picked up on it sooner.
     
    Moonlight was paramount in too many stories to not have been significant. However, with me being something different, my metal arms could still pack a world of hurt into a daytime punch because they were after all mechanical. There must have been a magical element about them as well, because I wasn’t nearly as strong or sensitive as I was the night before.  Still, I unloaded a series of strikes to Drake’s head hoping for the best. I wasn’t as potent as I could have been, but the blood splatter proved I could still get the job done.
     
    I ducked for cover behind one of the Street Viper cars as the men started screaming and unloading gunfire into the vehicle I hid behind. I wasn’t sure what the relationship between my new status and bullets would be, but I did not want to find out. Thankfully I didn’t have to.
     
    The side of the trailer blew out with a shockwave that shook the ground. The blast took out about five guys, and the wave knocked over another three. Maeve had armed herself well during her escape and unleashed hell from dual wielded machine guns onto Drake’s scattering men. She was impressive. She unloaded a torrential bullet storm without so much as having a single red strand of hair fall out of place. I made a run for the GTO, but she called for me to follow her as she jumped into one of the Street Viper’s black rice burners.
     
    I dove into the vehicle as the engine hummed to life, and before you could say “Escape,” we were out of there.
     
    She toyed with the controls of a funny looking box to the right of her steering wheel. I only had one question, “When