Dc Comics Spartan Novels & Stories

It was as if his feet were held in an invisible treadmill. He then saw her. “HELP!” He saw Carol get dragged deeper and deeper inside the horde as she frantically wiggled her arms. “Carol! I'm coming!” Spartan called but he could still not move. “DAMON! DAMON! DAmooonnn. . .” Carol’s terrified voice became muffled until Spartan was unable to hear her. Something then appeared in his hands. It was a piece of pink fabric that was charred at the edges and had a pink lightning bolt emblem.

Liam and I stared into the empty crater, our breath stuck in our throats, like it had forgotten how to leave. Dante was kneeling at the rocky bottom. But he wasn’t the man who had stepped into the water. He was massive, easily seven feet tall, solid in a way that made no sense. The shattered ribs? completely healed. And from his forearms, his knuckles, and down the ridges of his spine, there were these thick jagged plates of dark bone armor, impenetrable, like the world itself had hardened him. He radiated this primal, brutal power, and suddenly the whole cavern felt smaller, like it had shrunk from the inside.

So, yeah, he’s also a badass, it just looks different than my form of badassery. Our youngest brother Dax is currently the pack’s Lead Warrior, which means he works closely with Gamma Bree in running trainings and sparring sessions, and with me when it comes to battle strategy. Thanks to my parents’ leadership, leadership which I at least hope I’m carrying on, there’s been little reason for the latter, but I like knowing that I have one of my brothers, someone whom I trust implicitly, in that role. And, my parents, while retired, still live on pack lands while they enjoy their retirement. So, I’m really very lucky. But it’s still not the same as what I see Cayden has with Zella or Bree has w

Even though he was a Demigod, he was unable to handle it. Spurt! A mouthful of blood spurted out of Gideon’s mouth. His confidence had been shattered by the poor start of the fight. “Who the hell are you?” Tyr paused his assault for the time being. He saw clear astonishment on Gideon’s face. In his opinion, no one else could possess Tyr’s terrifying strength other than Spartacus, also known as Dragon Squad’s Demigod who had emerged from seclusion. “Tyr Summers!” Tyr didn’t bother concealing his identity as he told Gideon his full name.

I desperately hoped that the wreckage did not contain any of my allies and that they had escaped safely, but now wasn't the time to search for them. Now was the time to bring about an end to Draco's reign of terror. As the dust cleared, I would have given anything to see Draco's face the moment he saw my Spartan standing amongst the field of wreckage, utterly unharmed. "What?" he exclaimed. "That's impossible! You were directly in range! How are you still standing?" "Killswitch targets IRON chips," I responded. I reached my hand up to touch the empty slot in the back of my neck. "the secret of the Spartan is that it doesn't use one to balance."

"L-Let's not do that, Luna…" Johnny froze visibly at my request. "He was completely disfigured from that accident, so I'm scared it'd scar you." As he spoke, he tried handing me the tissues again. If I wasn't mistaken, he definitely drugged those tissues with chemicals that'd make me pass out quickly. The first time this happened, I had passed out immediately after using the tissues he handed me to wipe my tears, only waking up to see cremated ashes.

Matteo sighed out again, he took another step standing very close to Spade, he stood maybe at least an inch and half shorter than Spade, but he was just as muscular, if not even more than him, he placed his hand on Spade's shoulder "Look Spade I get that you're mad, hell I'm pissed too, Laroit was my friend as well and I want justice for him, but I can't let you start a war we know nothing about, what if this is what he wants? A lot of people are gonna get killed, especially if he has someone backing him up"