Chained Soldier Ch 1 Novels & Stories

A burst of fire shoots out of me, but it’s nothing like the one on the roof after I gained my memory. It’s controlled and I’m ready for it this time. Flame shoots off in six directions wrapping the soldiers behind my family and lighting them up in fire. Their shouts echo throughout the field, as the fire licks up their chains and burns it away. All six of them fall to the ground. The chain around my wrist snaps, and I fall to the ground, catching myself in a kneeled position. My head snaps to Mitchell, his eyes wide with shock, and the battle begins again.

"Tell me what you know!" The soldier groaned, his laughter subsiding into a grimace of pain. Blood trickled from his split lip as he struggled to catch his breath. His eyes met mine, filled with defiance and malice. "You'll never get to Swiftclaw," he sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "You're nothing but a failure, just like your father. And Swiftclaw will make you suffer, just as he did to him." My heart pounded in my chest, a mix of rage and sorrow intertwining within me. Memories of my father's demise flashed before my eyes, a painful reminder of the darkness that Swiftclaw embodied. The soldier's words stung, but I refused to let them weaken my resolve.

She just sat there with her eyes wide open. " First thing is that Chains will not let you go anywhere. Nor will any of the other guys here. You are family now. You may not know or understand yet but Chains told them he is going to claim you when this is all over with. Do you know what that means or do you need me to explain" She didn't need to explain anymore " No need to explain. I know what that means. That means we are going to be together and nobody can stand in the way of that" This is the kind of thing I needed to hear right now.

The chains glowed faintly, etched with sigils that pulsed in time with my spark. “Corrupted,” Dax whispered, his voice tight with horror. “They’ve already started.” Riven drew his sword, his eyes blazing. “Form up! We take them now!” The recruits rallied, Vera and Thea barking orders, their voices cutting through the panic. My spark surged, a wildfire begging to be unleashed, and I fought to hold it back, my hands trembling. The outriders charged, the beast’s chains rattling, its eyes locked on me like it knew what I carried.

“You either give us what’s owed, or you die.” “But… I don’t have anything,” my father pleaded, his voice shaking with fear. The soldier’s face twisted in rage as he drew his axe. My brother, now pale as a ghost, scurried further into the corner, trembling. I tried to step forward, but another massive man grabbed my arm, holding me in place. “What’s stopping me from killing you right here?” the soldier snarled. Then, out of nowhere, my father’s trembling voice broke through the chaos. “Take… take my daughter!”

However, Chelsea recently lost her job, so Sarah needed to not screw up the interview or else they were going to end up on the streets. Meanwhile, Ezra was surrounded by huge dark rocks, the same rocks in the old caves, that he used to play in as a child back in Pineyard. He looked lost, suddenly he began plunging into an infinite abyss. He tried holding on to one of the rocks protruding inside the pit, but it broke, and he went on falling. He could hear his name being called, but he couldn't see who was calling. The voice kept calling, "Ezra, Ezra, Ezra, open your eyes, please."

the soldier announced and walked down the hallway towards the palace. Lilia lay still on the cold ground, she was tied but felt relieved at the same time that she was out of that smelling coffin. She scanned around the cell and looked down at the chains in her hand. The soldiers left her bound by it not minding the distress it caused her. Lilia struggled to get off the chains but they were tied tightly to her wrist that the more she struggled, the more the sharp part of the chain peeled her skin. Exhausted and frustrated, Lilia laid her head, her eyes fixed to the ceiling that were filled with cobwebs. She studied a spider which moved around confidently and she wished she was like that, at l

Was his rising anger all the fuel he needed to knock everyone down? Another pro guard zig-zagged toward Chasel. This style of movement was clever, and Chasel couldn't anticipate it properly. While he was busy trying to catch that soldier, another came up behind him and whacked him on the top of the head. Chasel was in disbelief. When he curled his lip angrily, I realized it was because they dared to keep fighting. With both soldiers close, he took their heads and smashed them together. Dazed, they both stumbled diagonally.

**POV Cassandra** I swallowed hard as I felt a heavy hand grip my arm brutally, its fingers digging into my skin like claws. Before I could react, I was yanked forcefully, almost losing my balance. "Answer me, girl! I spoke to you!" the soldier growled, his voice filled with anger. I felt the wolf inside him radiate aggression, his presence domineering and threatening. I knew very well what that meant. The Imperial Guard had always been fiercer, crueler than the troops of other packs. Their training was brutal, and my father, being one of the former commanders, knew all too well the ruthless practices that forged these soldiers.

With what he said, I was able to cook up a perfect story that they won't have objections to. “You see, I’m an alpha and princess to a small pack. An unpopular pack. You won’t happen to know any claw pack, will you?” I asked, hoping they wouldn't know. The first soldier shook his head, meaning he doesn’t but the second soldier kept stroking his chin, trying to recall something. “I happen to know a golden claw,” he said.