Deku Carnage Novels & Stories

“I’m not going anywhere.” --- We entered the building cautiously, our boots crunching against debris scattered across the floor. The air inside was thick with the smell of decay, and the faint sound of shuffling echoed through the empty halls. Ethan’s team moved with precision, clearing each room as we made our way deeper into the warehouse. I stayed near the center of the group, my heart pounding in my chest as I scanned the area for anything useful. We had just reached the storage area when the first infected appeared. It came out of nowhere, lurching from the shadows with a guttural growl. Ethan reacted instantly, raising his hand and sending a wave of energy crashing into the creature, s

She says as she lowers her head to look at the floor in defeat. "Good. I want to put this shameful situation behind us. I can't imagine what would happen if other creatures would do if they found out what carnage one human was able to do to us." Carnage for once seems like an understatement at this time, it looks like a full-scale war was fought here. He walks back over to where Auron is laying on the ground and lifts up his spear, driving it into Auron's chest, piercing his heart. Pulling the spear out, he quickly flicks it to his right to get some of the blood off.

Side. Purple lightening hit all around, I laid Jerids body down running back into the pack house. Loud rumbling sounded as it began to crumble. Everybody out I yelled. Though they tried to leave hundreds of men blocked them. I wished we were all out side, that way we would be facing a building crushing everyone. I went to lung at the men. Cutting ones throat with a single claw. As he fell to his knees, curling on his blood is when I noticed. We were now all outside. Deklan lay bound, looking at. He's alive bit u ripped his head off. Then it earned on me I didn't kill deklan. The relief that was over me was shor lived as I remembered their where hundreds of men their but why? I growled lo

CHAPTER SEVEN Part of Aleta’s favorite red hoodie turned up in some bramble outside of the city. It was cut, shredded, and stained. Animals had been gnawing and tearing at it, pulling it apart thread by thread by thread with their canines and incisors and grinding molars. From what they recovered of Aleta’s body, she had also been gnawed and ripped, but the animals pulling her apart had been a different sort. Angry Marie made a decision, then, and the impact of that decision would way heavy in her soul for the rest of her life. But seeing as her soul was pretty much tattered beyond recognition anyway, it didn’t seem like that much of a leap.

Alexei needed to move. Elena stood up and shouted Alexei’s name. He turned. The rifle cracked. Alexei fell. Elena dove back as bullets shredded the space she had stood in. Marco shouted in her ear. The fight ended minutes later. The Bratva retreated. Bodies covered the floor. Elena checked herself. Only cuts. She stood shaking as the building was cleared. Alexei Kozlov was dead. A single bullet through his chest. The threat was over. The Moretti boss would survive. Losses were heavy. Six dead. Many wounded. But the Bratva leadership was destroyed.

I stepped into the hallway just as he hit the top of the stairs. Kael was shirtless, fresh from the gym, golden skin still gleaming with sweat that traced every hard ridge of his abs and chest. His gym shorts sat dangerously low, showing off those sharp hip cuts and the dark trail leading down. A towel hung around his neck. When his eyes met mine, that smirk slowly spread across his lips.

This was the purest of places in the pack, where the vile between the living and the dead stands thinnest. But tonight, the sanctity of this place felt tainted. In the middle of this clearing stood a stone podium surrounded by grasses and hay, and tied to its smooth surface was none other than Beta Derick; a man now considered as Derick Cresentblood for his titles had already been stripped from him, his honor torn away, leaving him with nothing but shame and regret, nothing more than a symbol of betrayal and disgrace. Surrounding him were the warriors of Fangborn pack as they waited with bated breath for the executioner to make the final blow.

Ekun added, speaking in his characteristic grumpy tone. "I spotted a deer grazing in a clearing, and I pounced with all my might. My teeth sank into its flesh, and I brought it down with a single, swift motion. I stood triumphantly over my kill, my heart swelling with pride. But my victory was short-lived. The pack had been tracking me, and they appeared from the shadows, snarling and growling. They tried to take my kill away, just as they had done so many times before…"

Under their reprimands, I walked into the operating room without hesitation. Anesthesia was injected into my body. I could clearly feel the cold blade of the scalpel cutting through me. At the same time, the system's final countdown echoed in my ears. "Five… four… three… two… one…" "Host erasure complete." In my next life, I never want to meet them again.

I added. @Death Wish