Bitter Blade Pokemon Novels & Stories

She placed her palms over her chest in an alarmed gesture. "What are you searching for in my fridge Ms. Blaine?" "Hmmmm I was looking for......I was looking for....... Water yeah water. I wanted water." "There is water in the dispenser over there." He pointed to the said dispenser but she stood rooted to where she was standing. "Anything else or aren't you thirsty anymore?" He smirked seeing through her lies. "Oh the water? sure I'm still thirsty." She drank two glasses of the water trying to fill the empty space in her tummy but that seemed futile.

The battle ended quickly, Boro won by KO in five moves, hitting Jun with the flat of his blade using a form of Boro's own creation, one that he called Sword Saints Dull Edge; it was a move to hurt, not kill. Mika won his duel too by the barest of margins. Boro suspected that Mika had paid off most of the students who he thought would be willing to throw the fight but it was just his guess. But watching his fight gave Boro an uneasy feeling, Mika had shown some skill Boro had never seen before.

Almost. ******** That night I was plagued by visions of lifeless, brown eyes, staring at me, filled with accusation. It didn’t matter how many times Max and Jonas told me it wasn’t my fault, in my heart, I knew it was. The girl, Ginny, must have been so scared, terrified. I knew that kind of fear. They said that she’d been tortured and bitten. What neither of them could ever truly understand, being born wolves, was that the bite itself, was torture; pure, unadulterated pain.

He remembered the conversation just like yesterday and grinned softly. "Soren, this alpha of the Silver Moon pack, Brenden and his trusty female warrior, Laura." His father introduced the two strangers in front of Blaze, Georgia and his mom. "Hey, my name is Soren and this is my daughter Georgia and my son Blaze." His mother said. "Hello alpha Brenden and warrior Laura." Georgia yelped while Blaze stayed quiet, he was a cold kid. "Hey gorgeous and future alpha." Alpha Brenden said and Blaze scoffed.

"Die... Violent Wind Lightning Blade!" A cold voice as cold as Death quickly flashed in front of him.

Lucian briefly answered, withholding some information. "Why is he not healing? I need to fully know what happened to him do I can know which treatment I'd give him" Chris instructed sternly. Lucian hesitated for a while, thinking whether to tell him or not. Then he looked at the two nurses who were quick to get the memo and they left. "What was he stabbed with?" Chris pried further. "An enchanted silver dagger" Lucian divulged, earning a gasp from Chris. "That's bad, really bad." Chris chanted, his face showing his worry.

Shame this was evening happening to me. Unfortunatly, Damon moved to stand beside Ethan. “These are Twisted Blade push daggers. A tri-edge blade that spirals. Also known as a cyclone blade. They insure maximum damage with little effort. When used correctly, it will increase our killing effectiveness by 10%. Your opposite will bleed out before their wolf will be able to heal them.”

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.

a voice whispers in the back of my mind, a faint echo of something I’ve heard before. My eyes dart to the ground, scanning for anything that might help. And then I see it, a blade, discarded and glinting faintly in the dim light. It’s coated in wolf’s poison, the only thing that could weaken someone like him. I don’t think. I move. Diving toward the blade, I roll as the Blade Alpha’s claws tear through the space where I was moments ago. My hand closes around the hilt, the cold metal biting into my palm.

I said as I went to my bag and brought out the pocket knife. I grabbed onto it and slicked open the palm of my hand causing blood to gush out. I squeezed it onto the bowl and watched as my hand started healing. I wiped my bloodstains of the knife of my clothes and handed it over to the leader of the Shadow Wolves and he did the same on his bowl before placing the knife back on the floor. As the candle fire danced all around, I started to make chants and noises. I didn't know how long that lasted untill I looked back into the two bowls and I saw that the DNA on both bowls were the Same.