Cerberus Helltaker Novels & Stories

2. He was bloodied, he was tired, and if he were human, he would definitely be pissed off. But as the last of his pack, the Cerberus Alpha had avenged his fallen mates. Lying headless at his feet were the three parasites that had taken them all out, and as he doubled back, he passed the wolves that were massacred like cattle, more fallen kin, knowing he would need to carry back home when this was all over. Through the vines, he padded softly, taking care to carry his weight on the pads of his feet to avoid any sound as he searched for survivors, and as he came to where the trenches looked like asteroid crashes gouging the earth, he saw a small parasite clinging to the betas back, with its pu

The growl became a roar. A steel claw punched through the floor, scattering sparks. Then another. The creature hauled itself up: a massive wolf-shaped frame made of muscle and machine, eyes burning electric blue. Tubes pulsed along its neck where veins should have been. The Cerberus prototype—Julian’s final experiment. Aiden whispered, “He merged a rogue with tech.” Dante didn’t answer; he was already firing. Bullets tore through metal plating, but the beast hardly slowed. It lunged, claws raking concrete where they’d stood a second earlier. The impact shook the whole chamber.

“Lucifer—” There was a rent in the horizon, with flames bursting outwards. A giant silhouette marched forward, wreathed in three fires: blood red, gold, and abyssal black. Cerberus. The lesser demons parted like waves behind him, kneeling as he passed. His single-bodied form flickered, the shadows around him shifting like the outlines of hidden jaws. His aura filled the space: colossus, guardian, beast made of loyalty and wrath. He approached with earth-shaking steps.

I can see her body trembling. "But that's absurd; now he doesn't want us to enter Hell?" I screamed in frustration. "We can't do anything; he is the guard of Hades. Satan's father after Cerberus is now guarding Satan." "Look at its heads—each head has a unique name: Cerberus (meaning demon of the pit), Aidoios (meaning destroyer), and Tisiphone (meaning vengeful destruction). These heads represent the past, present, and future, symbolising the creature's knowledge of all things."

Three heads sat upon a thick, armored collar—the left and right heads were organic, snarling wolves with cybernetic eyes, while the middle head was completely mechanical, a smooth, faceless visor that glowed with the building intensity of a collapsed sun. "It’s Cerberus," Valerius whimpered from behind a rock. "The Gatekeeper. It eats... everything." "It's charging up!" Ben screamed, his voice cracking. "The middle head! It's a particle cannon!" "Scatter!" Jack roared. He tackled Olivia to the right, sliding across the slick ice. Marcus grabbed Ben and Hailey and threw them—literally threw them—to the left, diving behind a pillar of frozen stalagmites just as the air ripped apart.

The crimson eyes in the canyon didn't just blink; they seemed to ignite, casting a blood-red hue over the ash-grey snow of the Ever-Dark. A low growl reverberated through the ground, vibrating up my legs and shaking the marrow in my bones. From the depths of the abyss emerged a behemoth. It wasn't a wolf, nor a dragon. It was a Cerberus of the Void—a three-headed hound made entirely of compressed ash and obsidian bone, standing as tall as a watchtower.

He didn't want to think of the things that happened to her but the fire in him screamed to kill the ones who had hurt her. She was a mystery. He never thought he'd ever get to know anything about her and now she bared her soul in front of him. He felt like shit for playing with her heart like that but maybe he could make everything alright. Hunter couldn't even fathom the thought of her finding out his plan. She would be shattered. 'Hunter,' Luca mind-linked him. 'Yeah,' Hunter's response was tired. 'Berolt was a wizard who worked under Alonso but was killed by rogues at the age of twenty-nine,' Luca said.

His eyes were glowing with gold, coated with black fur, the end of his tail was the head of a serpent, hissing every time he wags it. “We have to step back,” Damon placed his hand across my chest, pushing me backward “Why—aren't we suppose to help?” “This is a fight between Stefan and Cerberus,” “Cerberus,” I parted my lips, “I've read about him, he's a Hellhound, the guard dog for Hell gates,” “Yes,” “But— I swear, I've read it somewhere that he has three he—” Pointing ahead of him, I realized that the dog grew another pair of heads, that was viciously biting sat Stefan

The thugs behind hearing that couldn't hide their surprise, "F^ck? What? I didn't expect you to do that, Ben!" That despicable bandit named Ben bit his lip and said, "Are they now on my side or on this bastard's side? I'll tell you guys, he's a former member of the State of Cerberus. If we could bring it back to our big brother, wouldn't it be glorious?" One of the thugs said in surprise, "Really? Is this bastard from the state of Cerberus?" Ben then nodded and said, "He has a three-headed dog tattoo on his arm. I saw it the other day!"

His voice sounds right behind me, and I feel his breath ghosting over my nape. Shivers crawl up my body, and goosebumps breaks out over my flesh. It’s a good thing my back is turned to him, that way he can’t see my red hot face, or the way I’m biting hard into my lip. The necklace settles around my neck, pendant resting between my cleavage. It’s cool compared to my heating skin, the chill making me shiver. Cerberus. The mark of Hades. “Is this a brand or a tracker?” I ask, turning my head slightly to look at him.