Blade Vs Punisher Novels & Stories

She was never going to let him see her as weak. "Unless you're scared of my punishment. You coward!" He said mockingly. This was his last resolve and he prayed it worked. It did because the next moment, Bellona's face darkened and her body shook in rage. "You murderer, you killed my parents!" She roared and launched at him with the scalpel in her hands. Though she knew that a mere scalpel won't be able to kill him but she still wanted to inflict an injury on him.

--- THE FIRST REAL SIDE Kael stared at him. Not calculating. Not analyzing. Just… seeing. “You’re choosing wrong,” Halven said. Rhydian’s voice was quiet. “No,” he said. “I’m choosing now.” That was the difference. And everyone felt it. --- THE BREAK The device in the enforcer’s hand flashed again. “Containment escalation authorized.” Blades shifted. Angles changed. No more hesitation. Halven stepped back slightly. “Take him.” Everything moved at once. Kael reacted instantly— But not alone.

He couldn’t let that happen. “Dual blades: Singular Thrusts: Hundre–“ Quinn caught the blade in his hand, just before the attack was unleashed. His copy frowned. “I was sure I knocked you out with that one.”, He said, jumping away. Quinn’s eyes were still closed when he stood back up, and the copy wasted no time in attacking him. “Try dodging this!” he said, as a hundred after images attacked him at once, each performing Multiple Singular Thrusts. Quinn opened his eyes, an a wave of energy exploded from him. The afterimages disappeared and Quinn reached out into empty space, bringing out a scythe.

The three of them. They were three men who would do anything in their power to cause a proper eternal punishment for that woman. She was responsible for all of this. She was the one who ruined everything. Everything. SLASH! SLASH! Ezekiel's slashes formed a cross made of blood. In mid-air, his swordsmanship was supported by Liam's speed. As if he was sitting on an extremely destructive cloud, Ezekiel let Liam bring him between the Alpha Wyverns while cutting them apart.

“And to think I almost believed your lies. You nearly manipulated me too.” Lucious’ calm mask finally cracked. His real face came out — ugly and full of venom. “Shut the fuck up, Blade,” he snarled. “You were the desperate one. I didn’t force you. You came running to me with your own two legs.” That was it. Blade’s pain turned into something feral.

What a waste of my time! Magnolia's face turned cold. Then, she let out a sharp laugh. "So that's what you really feel about all this?" The temperature around them seemed to drop. Quinton’s face went pale, and he fell silent in fear. But it was already too late. Magnolia had already pulled out a scalpel and slashed Quinton's waist in one swift motion. He stared at the wound, blood pouring out, disbelief written all over his face. Only then did the pain seem to register as his scream echoed through the hospital.

In the final second before darkness swallowed me, I thought I saw his face — the cold indifference in his eyes like a blade piercing straight through my heart. Ronan Blackwood… I hate you. I will never forgive you.

As the door clicked shut, I decided to call in my beta to tell him about the dream and that Anna was in charge of the two adolescent wolves' punishment. After five minutes of waiting, Stevan stepped in and bowed his head in greeting. I smiled and waved for him to take a seat. "Bryan's and Nimbley's punishment will be decided by Anna. They harmed her patient and they should've known better for that but I want you to increase their training and assign a guard to watch their every movement until their training is done. Tell the guards that their pay will be increased for the extra work." I said and Stevan responded with a "Yes, Alpha." I nodded and continued on with grimmer news. "As you know t

Ironically made with the same materials and magic Selene's katana was made from, plus the enchantment specially performed by a great wizard friend of theirs. He remembers that dagger from the last time they had this same encounter. It's easy to say that most of the time, vampires and werewolves will heal easily and will not be left with scars; but the last time they fought, Blake had cut him across his shoulder with that same dagger, and he still had a great scar to remember him by. He slowly grabs the katana, taking advantage that everyone has their eyes on both Blake and Selene. But Tyler stops him, making him drop it on the ground.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the undefeated, the untouchable, the one only. LUNA GHOST!" The roar that followed shook the walls. I stepped through the cage door. No mask anymore. That was done. Everyone here knew exactly who I was. Aurelia Veythorne. Luna Ghost. Valtherion Ashvane's mate. The girl who was supposed to be defective. There was nothing on my neck for them to see above the collar of my fight suit. I didn't bother hiding anything. Let them look. Blade was already in the cage. Massive. Arms like tree trunks, a jaw that looked like it had been carved from granite.