Captain Cold Arrow Novels & Stories

He persevered for 10 breaths and killed two more opponents but he knew that his end was coming. "WHOOSHH!" an arrow raced for his skull. Evan wanted to dodge but he simply could not alter the motion of his body anymore. An intense impulse to close his eyes came over him but he fought it off. Evan sighted beyond the arrow to gaze at the person who held the bow. It originated from a fat man, his commander Captain Gerald. The arrow was spot on between the center of his eyebrows. If it would land true to its mark, the shot would be fatal.

It looked like a database system. He clicked on the first image zooming in on the photo to make the picture large on the screen. A white guy with eyes dark and cold like ice, his handsome chiseled face half hiding under the black hoody he was wearing took up half of the screen. Dark Shadow, aged thirty-six, has been with the agency for ten years rank Alpha, the weapon of choice Arrow. Fast, blends in with the shadows his kills never see him coming, has over hundreds of targets to his name.

However, he was spooked by the close call and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He had almost died. It was so close. That was when a Soul Fracturing Arrow appeared in front of Captain Himmel. It was about to hit him. However, he was the captain of these guards and had a lot of experience in battle. He was not one to be trifled with. Captain Himmel was prepared for the Soul Fracturing Arrow. He swung his sword at it. Ding!!! A sharp sound rang out as his blade collided with the arrow. Captain Himmel felt the tremendous force from his blade, causing his arms to numb, and he struggled to maintain his grip on his weapon.

The impact numbed his entire arm. These weren't ordinary warriors. The second figure reached Noah. Before Grayson could react. The Guardian moved. One swipe of its massive paw shattered the warrior completely. Armor exploded into black dust. The remaining figures never slowed. They kept advancing. Silent. Relentless. The Prophet raised both hands. Silver symbols burst into the air around him. The hooded followers joined him. Ancient chants echoed through the tunnel. Chains of moonlight erupted from the stone, wrapping around two more armored warriors.

I watched the life snuff out of the rogue and he fell back down to the ground. There was a huge applause as I turned around to face the champions. Even Kill bird appeared to have been quite impressed. But I was not done yet. I walked back to the ground and picked up the arrow. Kaidon could tell what I was about to do because he was shaking his head in fear. I aimed for Kieran’s head with the arrow but the captain of the Alpha breaks the arrow into pieces with his sword before it could get to Kieran. “Are you out of your mind!” Kieran yelled and growled in my direction.

The adrenaline from the game finally fading and my muscles began to throb. “Hi,” her fingers pushed back my damp hair. “How are you feeling?” I chuckled. “Really sore…” Someone touched my ankle and my eyes clamped shut from the pain. “Oh fuck!!” “I wonder how such a baby became the Captain of the Black Hawks,” I heard Marcus snare and I looked at him. I glanced back at Olive without any reply to his childish effort at rilling me up. He growled. “I'm guessing this plump bitch is your caretaker. Explains a lot really.”

One of them opened the door and Ethan stepped out. His private army was huge and well trained. Only a trustworthy and experienced man could handle Ethan's security affairs. Standing at six feet' five inches, with a huge body packed with hard muscles and raw power, Arrow was the perfect leader. He had undergone intense training in Asia before returning to work for Ethan. He stepped forward and bowed respectfully. "Welcome, boss." After Ethan acknowledged him, they walked together towards the luxury house. On the way, Arrow informed him of recent developments. "We were able to retrieve voice recordings made by Jackson Whyte. The voice actor has listened to them and he's been practicing inside,

The enemy has been given work to do". They said to one another. "Hold your position" commanded the captain. The vondor ran running to the middle of the field and the captain commanded. "Lunch Arrows" instantly, a barrage of Arrows shoots into the sky. The vondors runing and the onces flying looks up at the cold night sky. A barrage of arrows swiftly descends at its wings. Instantly it crashes down to the floor. The barrage of arrows falls piercing to the eyes and bodies. Few Vonder falls to the ground and others kept running towards the army in front of them.

Werewolves screamed and scattered. A silver arrow laced with wolfsbane shot out from the shadows. I didn't have time to react. Death seemed certain. Kaiden's hard, searing body slammed into me, a familiar scent of cedar washing over me as he pinned me to the ground. The sound of an arrowhead sinking into flesh was piercing, even over the blast. Kaiden let out a muffled grunt, his body shuddering violently, but his hand never left the back of my head, shielding me.

Chapter Thirty One Aaron’s POV Perched in my grand chair on the rooftop garden, I indulge in the decadence of a cigar, its smoke intertwining with the night air. The city below, a mesmerising tapestry of lights, serves as a backdrop to my calculated actions. My fingers glide over the sleek bow, arrows catching the moonlight menacingly. The prisoners below quiver, their fear palpable. I speak, my voice commanding obedience, as the sharp arrows find their marks with lethal precision. Each release is a declaration of my unyielding dominance.