Cardfight Vanguard Generation Novels & Stories

"No complaints, everything up to standard. Keep it up, Sera." "Thank you, ma'am." After lunch, they were assigned to clean the formal sitting rooms and prepare them for the afternoon visitors. "Important allies," Rosie whispered as they arranged fresh flowers in vases. "From the eastern packs. The Alpha's been negotiating with them for months." Sera filed that information away. Allies who might be affected if the Ravencroft mating fell through. More collateral damage when her revenge came to fruition. They were just finishing when she heard voices approaching-multiple people, talking in the easy tones of business being conducted.

Four Vanguard mechs, glowing with localized cyan energy, launched themselves into the dark abyss. Kael, the street-fighter from Tokyo, felt his stomach drop as he entered zero-gravity. But the panic only lasted a second. As the first wave of golden, six-winged angels descended upon them, his instincts took over. "Let's see if you gods can bleed!" Kael yelled, his Vanguard mech spinning with terrifying agility. He drew his high-frequency plasma blade, slicing cleanly through the torso of an incoming golden drone. Beside him, Elias Vance was finally in his element. The disgraced pilot danced his Vanguard mech through the void like a fighter jet, unleashing a relentless barrage of micro-missile

Shiro asked. The Cardinals were the best of the elites trained by the Prophets. They each represent the four cardinal points of the earth and are tasked with specific duties. Apart from Hanzo the north cardinal that was mentioned, there was also Jade of the east and Genji of the west. "So that's where Genji comes in" he said. "What of the south cardinal?" He asked "There was no south cardinal after my mother" Shin answered almost immediately. "So Mina was a cardinal before she escaped?" Mia asked.

After my rebirth, I watched coldly as my "fallen" mate, Liam, returned in disguise—posing as my sister's mate, Jacob. In my past life, I had believed that same lie. This time, I would make him pay for his betrayal. I stood before Liam's coffin, staring at the face identical to Jacob's. "Elena, you must decide." Alpha Arthur's voice echoed through the great hall. "As his fated mate, you may remain loyal to Liam's memory and serve as the eternal guardian of our pack. Or…"

I said, my voice cutting through the heavy quiet of the hall, "then we draw a new one." I put my hands on the ironwood table. "Assemble the Vanguard," I said. Lyra’s head snapped up. Kaden exhaled slowly. The Vanguard was a contingency. A concept we had discussed ten years ago and locked away because we hoped we would never need it. Not Keepers. Not diplomats. The absolute, concentrated application of the founding ground's heaviest functions. "Who," Kaden asked. "You," I said, looking at him. "Lyra. Cord. Sable."

But they lacked the intuition of a united front. One Vanguard soldier leaped for the van, his gliding membranes unfurling to catch the wind. Before he could latch on, a Ravaged scout lunged from the interior, using his massive weight to tackle the soldier mid-air. While the Vanguard was momentarily confused by the lack of a "tactical" maneuver, Mako leaned out and slammed a high-voltage baton into the soldier's scale-armored neck.