Counter Attack Novels & Stories

For him, I had lost friends, given up my pride, my sense of self, and any chance of living a normal life. However, to him, I was just someone who would do anything for money. The countdown in my head was ticking away. Only 29 days and 23 hours to go. I took a deep breath, trying to ignore the ache in my heart. "Apologize? "Ethan, you'll never hear that from me, not in a million years." After that, I showed them my middle finger one more time. "Take your precious Winter and get lost." Ethan was so mad his face turned the color of storm clouds, and his chest started rising and falling like he could not breathe.

His hand found the small of my back, fingers spreading warm through the fabric of my blouse. “You did good,” he said quietly. “Planting that file. Letting him take it. That was clean.” “It only works if he actually uses the data,” I answered. “If he panics and switches to something else last minute—” “Then we adjust,” Karius said. His voice was low, steady. “You already built the counters. We’ll run them.”

"And if they're already counting on that?" “Then we plan on how to counterattack,” I said with certainty. “But we have to do it first.” Kai stayed quiet for a long moment, and then finally gave a nod. “Alright. Let’s do this.” We both spun toward the warriors. There were only four, and we each instantly mentally categorized them. Kai shot me half of our usual mind conversation. ‘You take the two on the left,’ I nodded to him, already stepping forward to do just that.

' Alex thought. [This is the system I designed. Consider it a present. Although the system you're using is adequate, it's not powerful enough. Not only does my system have multiple intercepts, but it also has a loop. The attacker's IP address will be tracked if the system is attacked again. Until the attack ends, the system will begin to counterattack, preventing the attacker from exploiting it.] Alex typed. Even in the international market, few people can build this system, and even fewer can afford it.

If an opponent launched a surprise attack, winning could become quite difficult. After thinking all night, Wilbur came up with a strategy. During the competition, he would remain at the edge of the arena and avoid taking the initiative to attack. This way, he could observe his opponents' attacking methods and, even if they used their ultimate moves, he would be able to escape smoothly.

Each attack went for his vitals. "Damn it!" Adrian felt frustrated. He realized that although he could handle the attacks, the relentless onslaught would become problematic over time. A sense of discomfort rose inside him. To counteract the assailant's mysterious tactics, he had to formulate a plan. And as Adrian was pretty extraordinary, he quickly devised a perfect countermeasure. “I'll make you submit!" Adrian's eyes flashed with determination. He summoned energy into his palm, intending to deliver a lethal blow to the elusive figure. Anticipating Adrian's intentions, the figure promptly backed off to create some distance. However, Adrian had learned from the previous encounter.

“Then don’t counter every lie. Counter the strategy. Find the central hub, the root account. Burn it down.” Sandra’s eyes narrowed. “Give me ten minutes.” True to her word, she traced the storm back to a single network of bot accounts masked under layers of proxies. She launched her own counter-strike, shutting them down in one sweep. Screens blinked. The storm receded. But the damage wasn’t undone. Doubt had already spread. Messages from community members flooded Abby’s phone: “What’s going on?” “Is this true?” “Do we need to talk?” Abby exhaled slowly, steady as a rock despite the mounting weight. “Tomorrow, we go on offense.”

It's an elevator going up in order to escape the underlying lava. "READY? FIGHT!" and the battle begins. Our characters leap side-scrollingly across the screen. Being the noob among us, Noah charges at me first. I simiply negate the attack, and try to do a super basic counter-hit. Anthony then, dashes at me. If I'm playing as Low-Sero, Anthony's attack would've gotten severely countered. But, this time, I let him take the bite. "Humph.." he smirks. "This's gonna be easy!"

So I looked at the papers on the desk. "What are you working on," I said. "Counter-strategy," he said. "Two letters came in tonight from outside packs. Alliance communication." "How many packs now," I said. "Confirmed three," he said. "Two more in conversation." I processed that. "And Stonefall," I said. He looked at me. "How do you know about Stonefall." "I heard the name in the courtyard the morning after the claiming," I said. "One of the council members said it to another when they thought I was not close enough to hear. They said Stonefall was watching. I filed it."

“Your restraint enabled this.” “Yes,” I agree. “And my interference would’ve accelerated it.” “Correct,” it says. “Outcome remains volatile.” I fold my arms. “So what’s your assessment?” A pause. Longer than before. “You are becoming a counterweight,” it says. “Not a center.” The silver warms faintly. “That was always the goal,” I replied. “Counterweights strain systems,” it warns. “They are resisted.” “I know,” I say softly. “That’s the point.”