Deku Vigilante Suit Novels & Stories

Kara let out an audible gasp. Inside the box, nestled on a bed of dark velvet, was an outfit that made my heart skip. A full biker-style suit but not just any biker wear. It was sleek, tailored, and beautiful. A black leather jacket with subtle silver detailing, matching leather pants, boots that looked like they could crush skulls, and gloves to match. “Oh my goddess,” Kara whispered dramatically, leaning closer. “I would kill for that.” My eyes widened as I touched the fabric. Smooth. Soft. High quality. Someone had clearly gone out of their way.

The night vision goggles made her eyes glow an eerie green. 2. **Marco** - Damien's lieutenant dual-wielded SIG Sauer MPXs, his movements precise as he cleared the corners. The ceramic plates in his vest were rated to stop .308 rounds at point-blank range. 3. **The Asset** - A 6'7" brute in full riot gear that made him look like a futuristic knight. The helmet came off to reveal Damien, his storm-gray eyes burning with barely contained fury. Arthur was already moving, his sedation-resistant body dragging toward the emergency exit. Blood streamed from his broken nose, painting his teeth crimson when he laughed. "You brought my granddaughter to a gunfight?" His voice was a grotesque parody of

Then, I knew their visit would be inevitable and if proper measures were not taken, that visit would become a stay over. "War suits have been provided from each of you. Mistwood pack has more access to technology than any other pack did and these were made by Mistwood pack royal tailors. They would provide comfort during the fight." I finally got out of my head and returned to reality. "Everything's settled then." I stated, moving closer to pick up my own suit. "You should rest for the night or practice if you have to but do not be carried away, the enemy could be near. n

I was a street thief raised in the slums, and survival pulsed through my veins, demanding one thing. Move. Or die. That morning, the elderly healer finally nodded in approval and declared that the wounds had fully closed. Zade was already waiting by the door. He looked as dark and commanding as ever, but beneath his composed expression, that familiar burning tension still lingered between us, ever since the kiss. I slipped into the fitted black leather combat suit he had given me and strapped my familiar shadowsteel daggers to the custom holsters on my thighs. Without a word, he tilted his head for me to follow.

His normally easy smile on his clean-shaven face seemed forced. "Beloved," he said as he stopped in front of me. "Cole." I nodded in greeting. "I have something for you. We were going to give it to you tonight with a big party, but I think it might come in useful now." He held out a leather jacket in my size with the Ardor Brother's crest on the back of it. I accepted it running my fingers over the embroidery. "Wow, thank you." "It's from all of us. It has a Kevlar built into it. Normally it's supposed to protect from falls from a bike, but it also comes in handy with light shrapnel. Not a direct hit, though."

The second role had a pair of a purple sweat vest with a badge, a white button down, short sleeved and long sleeved and an ash colored pant. The third role had, two pairs of a purple suit like the one Robin had worn back in the bush. It was dominantly black with a large line in purple on both side and it was so elastic. Ethan wondered what was the use of such suit. He got in his uniform and pack his books in a backpack which was provided by whoever was in charge of the rooms. He slips on his hearing device just in time to hear the knock. He sigh, wishing he was not in this world not at all.

"That's none of your concern, but I'll tell you anyway. He ruined my life and my home. Since Karma won't catch up to him, I'll treat him as poorly as he treated me. He'll beg for mercy until his last breath. It'll serve as a lesson to everyone—never mess with the wrong woman." "You didn't answer my question, so I won't answer yours. Besides, I don't know much about the dude, only that he always wears a cool mask divided into red and dark brown. There's an 'X' in a circle that looks like a ring of fire, and the color line forms a 'Y' above it. If you see that description, you've found him." "He doesn't use guns, only two Japanese long swords—Katanas. And don't even get me started on his suits

Ukferin, a rich and fertile land due to the Neli river that encompass the mid-east region. * "Look into the next table, my son." Cicillia whispered once more this time softer than the last, while still remaining eye contact with her son. At first no one stood out until, a tall man with a large build. He wears black leather trousers with a small side chain, and an open black shirt with nothing but a pendant underneath. In the "no jacket" version of his outfit, he wears a black tank top with the Crownsguard's insignia in gray.

I have a blue cape that reaches my knees, and long armored white boots that cover above my knees. Val wears almost the same design as mine, but her armored color combines red, black and yellow. Her cape is red, and her armor was black and yellow. “This is our battle attire, Azrael. Stop gawking at Alice's cleavage. Tsk.” Val said while smirking, and Azrael’s face turned beet red that made us laugh. Azrael is wearing a black armor attire which has a hidden weapon he could use in case of emergency. He requested that on the bladesmith and crafter.

With Miguel's return to the room, the two could come across two guys standing at his door, one with brown hair in a well-aligned haircut, a shaved beard and standing with his hands in his pockets while the other was talking super excitedly, gesturing a lot. This one had dark blond hair combed back. As Miguel approached the duo, he put his hand on Catherine's shoulder, making her look at him a little scared at first. His hand was warm, and he had to take a step to his side, which made her smell his wonderful scent. It was Miguel's perfume, with a woody odor that matched perfectly with his lumberjack style. The trance in her mind was broken when she heard him introduce her.