Black Light Target Novels & Stories

Blackie: “…I can’t believe I’m saying this, but you are right.” Although Peyton’s exit was just as rushed as his entry, he didn’t forget to activate his Targeter ability which was “target lock-on” – once he locked on a target, be it a person or an item, he would know exactly where they were until he chose another target or he ran out of power. He didn’t know what he’d do as revenge yet, but the first step was knowing where your target was, right?

I fixed my gaze at them and sternly said, “Thank you for your cooperation.” I took a deep breath before I begin explaining. “Lady Gina would produce a light screen effect to temporarily blind are main target then both of you would make the move. 2-3 seconds of short blindness is pretty advantageous for us. Ruling out the effect on us, we could temporarily stop its movement and bind the assigned target in the same spot. Lady Gina would give you a signal when she is ready and I believe the light screen effect would last 1-2 seconds just in time to use your attributes together.”

’Good morning staffs, I would very much like to make this meeting a very short one’ The manager tells us. ‘For the new staffs who do not know the boss, this is mr. Jones Black, C.E.O of Mars private hospital, which you all know has branches all over the continent’. The manager says, addressing the fine piece of art beside him. Mr. Black just waves at us, a light smile on his lips which makes my breath hitch. I know I am sounding like a hopeless romantic right now but I can’t deny the attraction I feel towards this man. ‘Oh. My. God! He looks even more stunning with that smile’. Goldie says, twisting a strand of hair around her finger as she stares dreamingly at Mr. Black.

The building's silhouettes suddenly became the dark night sky and the lights from their windows suddenly were twinkling. "Isn't that beautiful?" I asked when I saw a broken stoplight, the red light was blinking and the green and yellow once didn't seem to work. I thought it was aesthetically pleasing, under the gloom of the night, along the empty streets and silently passing cars. The slow blinking of that stop light seemed to harmonize with the quietness of the evening. I looked at Edgar and he was frowning at the stop light. "Pretty much could cause traffic, goodness, that should be fixed," he said and I rolled my eyes at him.

Two shots of black light beamed out in anticipation of a sure victory. The black light was known as Black Heart Soul Light. Its main function was to control another's mind and soul. Yvonne thought that Chase would be in a confused state after he was hit by her black flames and the Bewitching Phoenix Note. However, things did not go her way. Chase's vital energy was stuck for only a short time. That was the only obstacle he faced. The Dark and Light Emerald Lotus was highly efficient. During the short time of being stuck, the vital energy produced was compressed into a higher density. It was lighting vital energy that could subdue spiritual bodies.

"Kael, tell your men to target the ship! We’ve fed the people, now we have to save the lights!" ​The first shot from the black ship didn't target the people. It targeted the sub-station’s primary relay, plunging the Gutter back into a terrifying, absolute darkness. ​The dawn was over. The real war for Neo-Tokyo had just begun. ​The darkness wasn’t just the absence of light; it was a physical weight.

Eventually, they put their heads together for a bit of weapons design. “First, we find an egg and drill a small hole in its bottom. We drain out the yolk, dry the egg, and then put blitzlicht inside. We seal the hole with candle wax then paint the shell black.” “Why black?” “For stealth.” “Well, I personally think it’s more striking and fashionable to paint it pink. For that matter, we could add crushed chalk of various colors to make the smoke more colorful. Like a rainbow. That would surely disorient the enemy.”

The other two nodded and hurried to the side stairs. The figures ascended the stairs in silence. Suddenly, another dark figure darted past them, followed by a blinding flash of light. The figure ascending the stairs shielded their eyes from the intense light. Exposure to such brightness in the darkness could render them temporarily blinded, seeing nothing but a swath of green for a few minutes. The waiting person seized the opportunity and swiftly wielded a weapon, delivering a powerful blow to the back of the black figure's head. The black figure on the building couldn't even dodge in time—they fell to the ground and were dead.

It’s easy to spot the enemies though, they’re either black or white wolves with red eyes glowing in the dark. “This should be a lot easier if we have the moonlight from last night. The moon goddess must be testing us now.” - Damon said in between clenched teeth. Harper looked up and uttered a small prayer. She’s thinking of the same too. If only the moonlight is like last night, then there would be no trouble for them now. The torches aren’t any good. It didn’t provide them the kind of luminescence they need to survive the war. The targets are black and white, the former being the more difficult one to aim.

He looked at the woods, his face pale, his varsity jacket suddenly looking like a costume on a stranger. "Elara?" he whispered, his voice trembling. "What is that? Why is the sky... breaking?" "Don't look at the sky, Julian," Elara said, her voice dropping into the rasp of the Alpha. "Look at the trees." Emerging from the shadows of the "Perfect Oaks" was the Vantablack Shadow. It was Julian’s silhouette, but stretched and distorted, its edges flickering with high-frequency static. It didn't walk; it glided across the manicured lawn, leaving a trail of dead, grey pixels in the grass. Its eyes were two horizontal slits of Neon-Blue—the cold, unfeeling light of a system that had finally found