African Blow Dart Novels & Stories

“Bullshit. You sound like you just crawled out of a fight.” “I did.” “Goddammit, Kal—how bad?” “Three of them. Two blades, one with a dart gun. Almost decent. Almost.” “Did they land anything?” “Just a graze. I got the dart out. Shallow hit. Nothing fatal.” “What kind of dart?” “Wolfbane laced with something else. Slowed my reflexes for a second. Not enough to stop me.” “Where were your guards?” “Gone. Or distracted. I’m not sure yet.”

With blinding speed, I reached into the specialized leather bandolier strapped across my chest. My fingers curled around two long, perfectly balanced throwing darts. The razor-sharp steel tips had been thoroughly saturated in a highly concentrated, paralyzing neurotoxin—a lethal cocktail derived directly from the rare nightshade and aconite variants I had cultivated in my private greenhouse. I didn’t waste a single second. Thwip. Thwip. The poisoned steel sliced silently through the driving rain. They embedded themselves flawlessly into the millimeter of exposed flesh at the base of the sentries' necks.

Suddenly someone shot a venomous dart at them. At that moment, Sniffia scented it. “Duck! Peirce!” Before she’d even finished those words, Peirce had fallen to one knee. The venomous dart sailed above their heads to the tree in front of them. Without hesitating, he ran as fast as he could. Panting, Peirce looked behind him. “What was that?” he gasped.

This allowed me better reload time and faster shots. Before my hand was empty of the darts, I reached into the utility belt that held the darts in every pocket it had. I also had a small pouch, that held an additional fifty darts. With the darts, I would be able to refill them, so it was easier to collect the darts than use up all the ammo in my gun. Finally, the horde started to thin out. Until we were left with just a few more and the wolf. “Shit! I am out of ammo!” Sara yelled.

Running. Sprinting towards the open door. Every now and then Rose looked back to find Theo's pace slowing down - far behind Rose's current position. Those broad shoulders seemed to rise and fall. Theo's hands were clenched tightly around his chest. The difficulty of breathing with something seemed to pierce the muscle nerves. Theo's movement stopped. One arm reached out, trying to pull out a sharp object-a type of arrow stuck on the right side of his back. Someone, who knows who, fired a 10 gauge dart that was quite wide in diameter and filled with a clear liquid that had diminished.

Artemis snarls loudly as Rik yells and thrashes against the leader. I pull one out and smell it. “Wolfsbane? Really? Okay, you’re stupid. I’M A GUARDIAN BITCH! I’m immune to wolfsbane.” I yell at him as I rip the other nine darts out of my chest.

This is the ultimate path a ninja would pursue. They would use weapons such as shurikens, darts, and blow darts. They also like coating their blades with highly toxic substances so their opponents cannot escape death even if they were to fail in the upfront assassination. In case they fail, the toxins would work their magic and eventually kill the opponent. A minute had passed and Aota was still unable to detect any movement from Charlie. His hearing had covered almost the entire park and after a moment, he concluded that there was only one living being in the park, and that was himself.

Satisfied that I could be of more use elsewhere I left them to their work. Three four door trucks were filled with supplies and ready to roll out when Elijah and Candice came out of the clinic carrying six dart guns. Placing two in each vehicle Dr. Stevenson gave a word of caution “If possible don’t be too close to whatever you hit with one of these. There’s enough wolfbane in one of these darts to knock you out for days. It’s not a lethal dose but if any of you guys come in contact with it, you’re going to wish you hadn’t.”

With all eyes on him, Noah continued, “I suspect that the dart is made out of mental power. The dart doesn’t just disappear; it mingles into the target’s own mental power causing an intense rejection leading to a power rampage. This is also why blood tests and Shaw’s scans are unable to pick anything up. It’s not in the blood, there is nothing it can pick up.” Fynn’s breathing sped up, and he dropped the fork he was holding, “The dart was made out of mental power?! So you are saying that the dart isn’t a drug but a manifestation of someone’s power?” “I don’t know how it’s made,” Noah shook his head, “But I can tell you that it would require a large amount of mental power to make a single one

The powerful shockwave was enough to make Harvey squint his eyes. Thunderblasts! Thunderblasts were tied to the bolts. These were not just ordinary weapons, but specialized weapons designed to kill True Warriors. All he could say was that they were out to kill him. In this moment, Harvey did not hold back and casually picked up some rocks from the ground and threw them toward the truck. Thud! Thud! Thud! The three men-in-black who pulled the triggers of their crossbows shuddered and fell from the roof of the truck.