Blood-red Commander Igris Novels & Stories

When Amethyst and Mariana came from the other side of the portal they were immediately met by, a first commander, they knew this because of the badge he wore. "Your Highnesses, I'm commander Rokalluz, King Adrian as told me to show you around the blood trail come this way." The man said leading them towards the forest, Amethyst broke a sweat as she felt the demonic energy surround her, Mariana quickly held her hand sharing her aura, the commander visibly stiffened at the new strong presence of celestial energy.

However, they now had to worry about more than just the Ravager. The Ravager roared again, louder than before, and the very air seemed to pulse with evil force. The commander of the exiles then gave a single, harsh command in response to the sound of its cry. "Take them out." The dark smoke swirled around the Ravager like an impenetrable tempest as it raced ahead, faster now. As Iris sidestepped and looked around the arena for potential openings, her heart was pounding. "This cannot continue!" With a strained voice, Aiden yelled. The Ravager hardly seemed to notice as his claws swept across its side.

The heavy iron doors of the inner sanctum were blown inward off their hinges, crashing onto the marble floor in a cloud of blinding dust and orange sparks. Through the thick smoke billowed from the courtyard, twenty heavily armored soldiers stepped over the ruined iron, their rifles raised, their tactical visors gleaming in the firelight. At their front stood a man in polished gold-and-black armor, a heavy broadsword strapped to his hip, his face covered by a scarred steel mask. Draven's Commander. "Clear the altar!" the Commander barked, his voice amplified by his helmet. "Kill anyone standing near the stone!" The soldiers raised their rifles.

"Chika just spearheaded the total eradication of the northern border syndicate. We are marking the ascension of the new Vanguard Commander." I felt the heat rise to my neck as the pack brothers nodded toward me. Sienna’s gaze swung back to my frame, her teeth baring slightly. She had held the vanguard token for three winter campaigns before her bloodline was censured, and seeing me wear the black titanium commander plates was visibly eating her alive.

They did after all have weapons that could wipe out entire generations of vampires. “They are,” Mira nodded. She made my head lean back and started washing my hair. “Then why are they making niceties?” I looked up at her. “There are rumours that the legion is purchasing weapons that might be able to defeat the dragons.” She chuckled, as if it was the silliest thing she’d ever heard. Nobody knew exactly how many dragons were in Vaelryth, except maybe Draconian because he was supposed to have a connection with all the dragons. That was why even though anyone who had a dragon was a dragon commander, he was called the Dragon Commander. As a title.

Ryle calmly asked, raising her brow. “Who are you to question?” Bruce growled. He’s one of our more traditional males who believes that women aren’t made to fight. They are made to be seen and not heard. Ryker bristled at Bruce’s comment. “My name is Ryker RedFang and she,” he pointed to his sister, “is my sister, Ryle RedFang and we are RedFang Defense, your Elite warrior trainers and my sister is your future Luna.” he smirked.

I wasn’t just guarded or desired. I was both, and it was breaking me. Blood and scorched metal stank in the air, but the mercenaries didn’t back down. They regrouped at the far end of the arena, a wall of dragonsteel shields. Their movements were too clean, too precise for average sellswords. I should have known there would be one of them left standing when the others were done. He stepped forward, the commander, helm stripped away to reveal a face scarred and pale, eyes with an almost silver hue in the firelight. He smirked as he looked at me, as if he’d been waiting for this moment all along.

Forty minutes later, Malachi’s Navigator stopped in the driveway and he walked into the kitchen toward the table where we all sat. He slapped me on the back and sat down. Kiran poured him a drink and put the bottle down in front of him next to the glass. “This is the team. This is Joshua or Romeo, Nick or Cinderella, Nataly or Rambo, Nicole the newbie, Charlie or Blue. Those are their code names. Kade Kominiski works from Detroit and I have no idea why is with them. Out of all of them, Charlie’s the king with a sniper rifle. Nick is very good at being where you don’t expect him to be. Nataly can fight and with a knife in her hands, she’s lethal. Joshua is big and strong but you can walk righ

I say as I quickly lift his head off the ground to rest on my body, the spread of blood from his body smearing all over me. Commander says weakly “You…you must…run. It’s not safe here. The witches are more stronger and have greater number than we expected , it-it sees they have gone through some kind of upgrade” Adam with a determined look grips the commander firmly “ We won’t leave you behind. Tell us more about what we’re up against.” But before we can attempt a rescue or before words can escape his mouth, the commander takes his final breath, his life slipping away. Adam and I exchange a solemn look, understanding the weight of the situation.

I have to hope that Cedric will be okay and Zaiden will follow the plan. When Ishir grabs me, he begins spinning me. “Cedric has to open the gates on our side.” That’s all the notice I get as he tosses me toward the Commander. As I fly through the air, I can see that it takes the Commander a moment too long to realize his mistake. My normally emerald-colored eyes burn red, and I can feel the fire moving up from my stomach.