Anakin Slaughters Younglings Novels & Stories

The body dropped limp. Another rogue leapt. I caught it by the throat mid-air and slammed it to the ground so hard the mud cratered. Anakin’s white form skidded to a halt beside me, sides heaving, sand and gore hanging from his fur in clumps. "All our forces are here," he linked, voice grim. "Every warrior who can hold a blade or shift. The pack grounds are empty except for the women, children, and a few guards." The realisation hit us both at the same moment.

Storm Park Annabel and Luke are seen drinking to stupor and happy that Atlas is dead. “Cheers to more death, this is the beginning of Scarlett's pains, we are gonna make her suffer for playing with us” Annabel laughed happily giggling and drinking from her wine. “At least they succeeded in taking one Mighty person down, but Scarlett's pack killed almost all the Star moon pack members. The Alpha is so foolish after all we told him, yet he didn't make use of his six sense organs” Luke mocked, laughing out loudly.

Was this dagger mine? “Mom? Mom?” I shook Mom’s body, but she was already dead by that time. I gasped in horror and couldn’t understand what I should do next? Before Leia could answer me, the door of the room was slammed loudly, and a lot of pack warriors stormed in, and few of them even entered the washroom. “Aleena!! Surrender yourself, or we will shoot you.”, Noah, the beta, growled. What the hell! My own pack members were standing in front of me, pointing guns loaded with silver bullets and wolfbane.

“Ahsoka! Kill him!” “Ahsoka no!” Nico yells, trying to get through to me. “He has a daughter, a mate. You remember Natasha. Fight him!” Lightning strikes and hits Jackson, sending him flying across the room. He crashes into a table and falls to the ground. I can feel myself hyperventilating and my anger rising. He just made me kill him. He made me kill Natasha’s mate, her child’s father. I can feel myself gaining control my body as my anger rises.

When Sloan saw Darryl's palm struck the ground, her face turned pale and icy cold! He had killed countless New World soldiers with only one hit. Sloan's heart clenched; she was distracted. Cindy, who was beside her, saw the opportunity for an attack. So, she hit Sloan's shoulder with the shiny Lily Lamp on her hands. Bang! Sloan fell a few steps backward; her face looked terrible. For battles among the elites, it was normal to defeat one's opponent with just one hit. Sloan had suffered internal injuries when the Lily Lamp hit her.

I looked at Zac, and then at Annie. "Let's do it," I replied. Together, we fired our Uzis at every vampire in the room. "I want Star and the boy alive! Kill the blonde!" Drake yelled over the gunfire suddenly exploding within the room. Within a second, the vamps rushed us, and we took them all down. Zac ripped the heads off some, then shot another, placing the pistol right between the guy's eyes. Annie's karate and jujitsu moves were unsurpassed as she moved with lightning speed, ripping apart the vamps in her wake. As for me, I ripped apart every vamp in my way, blowing the heads off any who got in my way as I made my way purposefully across the room, my eyes never leaving Drake.

My hands are itching to kill each one of them. What I saw inside the room was disgustingly terrible. There were skeletons scattered on the ground. The Animies were there… devouring the body of Niah. They were aggressively munching her flesh like they have never eaten for years. She looked helpless and in tears. Kylo was missing. They must not let me see her dead body unless they want to face the demon I’ve been hiding.

“Nobody must die. Those guys just need a guide. I can not allow them to die in this way, in a war that does not belong to them.” The problem would not come from us. If I gave the order, others would only have to obey me; they would not have an option, but if those boys attacked everything they had, we could not avoid responding strongly. I could not ask my people to not murder them if they saw their allies dying with. It was impossible. “Sienna. I will do everything possible to neutralise the forces of the most dangerous. You just take care of caring for others.” “When all this ends, I hope that Leonel can forgive me.”

- the baby whispered in Sloan's brain. -I know. I'm sorry.- Sloan felt tears poke his eyes. Sloan stared at the knife. Killing them wasn't mercy… was it? If he ate, the young alien would grow bigger, and that would kill them. If he didn't eat, Junior would starve, and Sloan would still have the dead offspring inside of him. A dead baby alien meant he would die with their mental connection. Sloan would die either way. By his count, this would be death number six. Only this time, his end would be permanent.

“The Gold-moon pack attacked my pack. Do you expect me to stand back and just watch? Do you expect me to wait until the next thing happens?” I really do get his anger, but deep within my soul, it feels wrong in so many different ways. “It wasn’t the entire pack. It was their Alpha and Alana. You don’t know if they weren’t under some sort of spell. What did you do with the rest of the pack?” His eyes turn cold, and I nearly shiver. “There is no proper rest. We tried to spare the children and women, but anything that thought back was eradicated.” My mouth feels all dry, and I find it hard to breathe, my heart becomes erratic. Images of blood splattered everywhere flash through my mind. I’m tak