Novel & Cerita Anime Blackbird

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

"Now." Marvin checked his phone, scrolling through the encrypted channels. "The boys from the Iron Anchor are circulating the printed copies at the harbor," Marvin reported, a vicious smile cutting his face. "Alexei’s dockworkers are mobilizing right now. They just figured out the exact coordinates where Tokyo hid the black money. You think they’re gonna sit tight?" "The union guys are losing their minds," Sophia added. "The anger is spreading. They want blood." The news broadcast blared from the wall monitor, lines of text exposing the entire syndicate to the world.

Fortunately, they were not too far from the capital, and this part was free from the occupying troops. Sometimes, when the unstable clouds parted, and a patch of the washed-out sky was cleared, Svetlana saw mechanical blackbirds flap their giant wings, their shadows sliding over the platoon like a momentary night. They were friendly; Wulfstan’s flying machines were in the shape of a crooked-nosed eagle. Once, they witnessed an aerial fight between a blackbird and an eagle, filling the sky with a raucous mechanical cawing. Then the clouds scudded back. Later on, they found bent and scorched pieces of metal and a bloodied pilot’s harness. It was not clear who it had belonged to.

The room fell silent as the girl glared at me. Rachel interrupted the awkward silence by suggesting a walk outside for some fresh air. I agreed and off we went. The rain has stopped and the sun had finally made an appearance. Birds were singing away in the trees and children were playing happily around us. I listened as Rachel explained the girl who was called Gina, had been an orphan from a pack that had been destroyed in a bad attack years ago. The old Alpha of this pack had allowed her to join this pack. She was only four years old and the only survivor.

I answer back as I show her the now lifeless bird I am holding. I swear I see Lana looking so shock seeing the bird I am holding. “What’s wrong Lana?” I ask in confusion. Don’t tell me this bird is dangerous or something? “Come down and let me see it. Here, toss the poor creature towards me so you can come down. I might be seeing it wrong but I think that bird is a Wankaka.” Lana said. Wankaka, WHAT? What the heck is that?

Two follow, and I let out a silent scream with my mouth agape. My body violently shakes as Ana lowers her hands, bringing the shot of whiskey to my lips for a second time. “Drink, keep looking at me,” she orders softly, and I obey, too afraid not to. “Let this be a warning to you all. Birdene Black has been marked as mine, and she is under my protection. No one touches her. Ever.” Ace declares in a tone not to disobey. “You touch her, you die along with the rest of your bloodline.”

“She said: ‘Listen close, daughter. One day a girl will come from across the water. She will carry thunder in her footsteps and mercy in her hands. She will wear shoes the color of sunrise and speak storms like lullabies. Her heart will beat forty-seven times for every people who ever bled. When she arrives, the valley will breathe her name. The coyotes will sing a new song. And the blackbird will guide her home.’ “Then the bird showed me her face. Sixteen years old. Twin tails. Silver scar right here.” She reaches out, brushes the exact spot on my forehead. “Pink high-top Vans, muddy from skating through every world that tried to drown her.” I swallow hard. Lena: “I woke up crying so hard y

I struggle to sit upright, staring at what Anna’s shift has made of her. The giant hawk-like bird is covered in shiny jet black feathers from head to toe reminiscent of her hair. Two thin white streaks from the bridge of her nose, run beneath her eyes and up into a short, pointed plume at the top of her head. Her long tail is bifurcated, and scissors as she turns, looking at each of us with eyes that spark, crackling like lightning. Feeling hands on my arm, I look up to find Ian beside me, and let him pull me to my feet, just as Jack, Lili and finally Sean collect near us. Anna’s family gather in a huddled clot nearby.

Well, at least I finally got something I can do as a mage, right? Water splintered like glistening crystals as I turned and followed the rhythm with precision. I closed my eyes as I continued on my track, there was another smooth splash. Once again, I turned and leaped a little, then faced the audience and opened my eyes. I thought I'd see my expectants watching me in awe. But to my surprise, my line of vision was directed to a pair of unfamiliar pitch black eyes, the darkest shade of black I've ever seen in my whole life.

Ravi Lazy Arsenio unlocked his bedroom door and was surprised to find a scattering of black feathers covering the gleaming wooden floor. He stared at the tightly closed window, through which the morning sun's rays penetrated the transparent glass. The dark-haired man stooped down to pick up a feather in front of him, which felt softer and thicker than any bird feather Ravi had ever touched.