Darth Cognus Apprentice Novels & Stories

He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.” “Ai.” JD-hyung muttered as he nodded and shook his hand. Then finally, he turned to Sean-hyung with a smile I can’t explain. Sean-hyung spoke. “Mist of Dark Knight, 18. Number one in handling arnis, chako and sword. The intelligence officer who has contacts anywhere you go. Sean Madrigal but call me Sean. Stargazer and Polaris’s cook.” He stopped and smiled. But instead of shaking his hand, JD-hyung pulled Sean-h

Harris nodded vigorously upon seeing Manta’s doubts. “If you don’t believe it, let’s go back and pick up his weapon. You’ll know after taking a closer look!” Harris suggested. Manta nodded. It was a good idea. “Wait here. I’ll take a look.” Manta left the two of them in the room. He did not dare to let them roam free. Everyone was talking about this incident now, and all eyes were on them. The Spada Guild's second and third apprentices had been defeated very badly. This juicy gossip would last for quite a while.

These weren’t mercenaries or misfits. They were soldiers, loyal, seasoned, and burning with a kind of restrained fury that made my skin bristle. They wanted this war. Not out of bloodlust, but purpose. “These are the ones we’ve been training in secret,” the apprentice said beside me, pride laced in her voice. “Every family here has lost something to Wolfdom. They’re ready.” I exchanged a look with Muzan. He gave a small nod. “They’ll hold.” That was all I needed.

There was an old training clearing that the warriors used before my time here. The empty, overgrown space was transformed. Weapons, some I didn’t even know the names of, were in wooden mounts. Hunter was there with a tall, dark man that looked like he had never learned to smile, and Nolan was standing across the field, crossing his arms standing silently next to the Hunter. “Look who decided to join us, boys,” Dominick called, and I was wrong. The tall, dark man did know how to smile, but it was one that would haunt my nightmares.

Mom explained. “What deal?” I asked her. “Not every hybrid who discover their abilities comes to Zen Academy for help right away,” Thorne said. “Many of your friends understand that.” “What do you mean?” I inquired. “Do you remember that agent you met when you were younger? Agent Morris?” “How do you know about him?” I asked. “He was nothing more than a drone under my influence. My security drones from the academy can refracture light around themselves to create the appearance of anyone.”

“Hello, sir. Sorry I’m late.” I have absolutely no idea what is going on so I back away slowly, keeping myself between him – a possible threat – and the kids. “I thought you turned on us.” I state suspiciously. “What happened? Why did you help us?” Darth’s smile grows even wider. “I see you met my con-man slash doppelgänger.” I freeze. “What did you just say?” Darth holsters his gun, swiftly switching into mission mode. “I don’t have a lot of time to explain because the boss needs my help. All I can say is that I found out about Hayley way before Vanessa and Mira suspected anything fishy.

Whatever Aris was doing was helping them, then the men fell unconscious on the floor and I looked at my mate with many doubts about his powers. Aris was no simple empathic telepath; whatever he did to them tired them to the degree that they fell into unconsciousness and only really powerful people managed to do that. “Remind me never to mess with you again,” Inna said mockingly and I looked at Connor waiting for an explanation. No one said anything else, so they moved the rogues down to the dungeons. “Stay home; Drago and my grandmother will come and keep you company,” Connor said and I denied.

Joe revved the truck and careened through the driveway. I grabbed onto the dashboard. “What’s happening?” Joe let out a sigh. “She was part of my previous life…before I came back.” He paused. “I’m not sure how to say this, so I’m just going to say it. We are highly trained and skilled assassins for a government-backed organization.” He stopped and glanced at me. “Oh shit,” Alec said in the backseat, he held on for dear life as Joe maneuvered through the streets.

He said with a cold voice, “What a conceited boy!” Kayson stepped into the mansion’s living hall. Lincoln said through his gritted teeth, “Sir, this boy is Kayson!” Steelification Doyen’s two mentees stood up instantly. The ‘younger’ mentee was the old man in green, and his name was Ian Hach. He was a middle-stage pre-celestial fighter. The other mentee was the old man in purple, and his name was Chuck Lord. He was a body practitioner, and his iron palms were invincible.

He would prioritize peace to avoid conflict. "Thank you." Saul got into the car gratefully. As soon as he got into the car, a Warrior League apprentice rushed over from afar. "We've been attacked! We've been attacked!" he shouted as he ran. When he got closer, they realized that he was covered in blood. "What happened?" Blake asked. "Bad news! All the men we left behind to fix that car have been killed! They—" The apprentice only got halfway through his sentence when a throwing spike shot through the air toward him and embedded itself in the back of his head.