Blade Runner Pawn Novels & Stories

Matthew made an excuse. “Ha~ let’s go.” Yuki once again walked ahead of the team. They paid for the weapons at Peter’s counter who knew the prices and details. “Thank you. Come again!” Peter said cheerily without an expression of the same magnitude. After leaving the store, Matthew gave the equipment to Bran and Yuki. Bran was given the claymore which was similar to the big sword he was using, and Yuki got the bow. “Whoa~” Bran was in awe again seeing the completely black sword that was made out of wood. The texture was still amazing to look at and touch.

Kade's POV I furrowed my brows at the woman’s statement. Not an ordinary weapon? How? “What do you mean?” I asked curiously. She bobbed her head slowly. “Yes. The blade was laced with a substance that has a rare cure.” I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration. From what Lucian had said about Damon and his mother, I knew they were deadly but I didn’t know they would play this dirty. “What can be done? I mean is there something that can work immediately.”

All I saw was him, broken but unbowed, still mine even when the world wanted to tear us apart. “I’m here,” I whispered fiercely. “And I’m not letting go.” Blade cleared his throat again, breaking the moment. “Hate to ruin the heart-to-heart, but we’re here.” He nodded to a dark building ahead—a rundown garage with its shutters pulled halfway down, paint peeling from the walls. It looked abandoned. It looked forgotten. It looked… perfect. “Inside,” Blade ordered, moving quickly to pry the door open with his shoulder. “Now.”

"And see how I punish bad people." She nodded while folding her hands and placing finger on her lips. Damon's face turned hard again while extending his hand and his bodyguard placed knife on his palm. "One last time, who is your boss?" He sliced his index finger which pulled the trigger on him. His men were impressed by his way of handling his wife, they have never seen him so patient with anyone. "I don't know, I swear.... I just got the money and your details... I haven't seen his face... Please, trust me!"

Craig said, As Craig and Mary continued their conversation, they were oblivious to the unfolding drama outside the gym. Unknowingly to them, the infamous gangster kingpin, Jackson, had his sights set on entering the gym house. His reputation preceded him, and the gym's security systems had already flagged him as a dangerous individual, Jackson approached the entrance confidently, unaware that his presence had already been detected by the gym's advanced computer system. A robotic voice boomed from the speakers, "Access denied. Entry not permitted. Please vacate the premises."

A weapon brought to life by reanimating a corpse. “Running away? From me? I’ll say it now that it won’t be easy, boy! Now come with me! My master and Lady Gunter are waiting for you!” said Hogan before screeching in a way that resembled a crow’s cry. Watching as Hogan then immediately—and swiftly—began walking toward him, Gerald quickly activated his inner strength. Fully ready to lose his artifact, as he commanded in his mind, ‘Dawnbreaker!’ With that, the black short blade came to life.

Blade looks between us and he looks to Hunter and asks, “You know where I live, Alpha?” He nods his head, “I have a general idea.” “If she ever wants to see Raya then bring her there. Right now, we’re on a time restriction and this is too distracting. Deal?” Hunter looks to Blair who is practically trembling as if she’s a leaf about to fall off the tree in the fall. He looks back at Blade and nods, “Deal. Thank you.” Hunter puts his arm around Blair and leads her back towards the woods. She seems like she’s in too much shock to argue with him. Blade turns back to Arthur and asks, “Can we go inside?”

I said. Meridia and I turned around to see undead inklings walking towards us “Fragmenters, undead remnants of Shattered Inkopolis” I said as I grab a fused weapon of the X-Blade from Kingdom Hearts and Dawnbreaker from Elder Scrolls B: Skyrim known as the Blade of Dawn. I look at Meridia holding her beacon filled with her light “let’s deal with these Fragmenters first before we continue” I said.

​PFFT. ​With a clean, fluid, and effortless thrust, Julian drove the tactical blade straight through Vane's throat-seal, pinning him to the steel vault door. The legendary commander's eyes rolled back, his body going limp as his lifetime of arrogant oppression ended in the dark, silent roots of the lowland mountain.

“Take six of your men to hold off the undead here whilst we leave with the princess. Holus guide you.” Arthur’s face turned grim the moment he heard the order. Simply suicide, he thought. His eyes scanned the expressions of the six guards under him, they could only nod their heads reluctantly. “Yes, commander, for the princess.” He resolutely said. Maria lightly tilts her head to express her gratitude even if she was unwilling to sacrifice the lives of these men just to save her own, a leader must fight beside her people, her mother once told. However, she could hardly defeat a knight, much less a band of the undead.