Deltarune Battles Novels & Stories

I hear my sister say as she cringes. “What?” I ask, sitting up and rushing to the window. Ryker had Alpha Tate by the arms holding him back and my father had Alpha Drake. It looked like Alpha Drake may have punched Alpha Tate. I could hear their arguing and Tate spat blood on the ground. Both of them looked like they were about to rip each other apart. My mother walked between them both giving them a scolding for their inappropriate behavior. I chuckled at seeing them both drop their heads and suddenly both of them looked up at the window. Arial and I ducking down out of sight.

I said, grabbing my gear. Selena grabbed my arm. "You’re not ready, Darius. The power—it’s too unstable." "I don’t have time to be ready," I said, shaking her off. --- The battlefield was a mess of snarling wolves and flashing steel. The rogues were relentless, their movements erratic and unnerving. At the center of the chaos, I saw Killian and Aria fighting back-to-back, their bond as warriors undeniable despite everything between them. But they were losing ground.

Their hands clenched to form a fist, and the battle began. Rayne and the creature that looks exactly like Dennis engage in a fierce battle. Rayne, who has been the strongest Alpha in Eldoria, lives up to his fearsome reputation. He attacks the fake Dennis with ease, and Dennis can see that Rayne is indeed a worthy opponent. However, Dennis has more tricks inside his sleeve as he jumps up, climbing the tree to stand on the branch. He put his two fingers in his mouth and whistled. “Is that all you have got?” Dennis inquired, and Rayne shook his head at him. A smirk graced Rayne's lips as he stood in front of the tree, his eyes gazing up to look at the creature.

The Delta had been so nice to him, but he knew if the Delta couldn't fight the Alpha off, there was no way he would be able to with his small body. Wanting to make sure the Delta was okay, Emmett finally began moving forward again. Emmett clasped his hands tight and took a deep breath in, holding it before peeking his head around the corner. Emmett's eyes widened and his mouth opened. It wasn't what he was expecting to see… not at all!

Her unwavering loyalty and fierce determination inspire those around her, boosting our morale and driving us forward. Finally, I spot him. Phoenix, surrounded by his most loyal followers, stands defiantly at the center of the battlefield. His eyes meet mine, filled with a mix of rage and desperation. He knows that his reign is coming to an end, and he fights with a desperate fervor. With a roar, I charge towards him, my sword clashing against his with a resounding clash. Our battle becomes a dance of steel, each strike fueled by years of hatred and determination. The clash of our weapons reverberates through the night, a symphony of fury and determination.

I am going to get rid of them all and I will take the head of this wuss in front of me as a blazing torch of rebellion. I am delighted by the sudden stiffness of Alpha King Henrik's grotesque appearance. I beamed with pleasure. My gut perceptions whisper the impending doom of his loathed crowned head. “ The group of Delta George at the northern part of the city is having a tough fight. They need our backup but the enemies are using silver and wolfbane powder as weapons. Remember to be careful!”, he declares while pretending to sound like a real deal.

Kaelen evaded the attack at the last instant as silver-gray light engulfed his own body. His massive black wolf landed where he had stood moments before. The impact split the earth. The Vile Fang wolves transformed and charged. "So much for talking," Garrick muttered. "Defend the Alpha!" The Delta warriors surged forward. Steel clashed against claws. Wolves crashed into one another, snarling as the valley erupted into another brutal battle. Varg and Kaelen collided in the center of it all, jaws snapping as they fought with terrifying speed. Around them, Garrick and the other warriors kept the invading wolves from breaking deeper into the settlement.

TAP! TAP! TAP! The enemy lost another troop. Selene smiled faintly. "So this is what Raven meant... Don't give them a chance to fight as they wish." *** A major battle ensued at the main point of the battle. Raven fought with his learned instincts; he was able to defeat a mid-ranked Beta, while he easily handled an Omega. Raven fought and retreated, observing, not busy fighting and defeating the enemy. Raven continued to think about the battle. A scout approached Raven and reported that the left flank of the Blood Fang army had begun to move.

The second wave crashed into their lines with brutal force. Varak’s warriors poured through the Rift Pass like a dark tide, screaming battle cries that echoed off the stone walls. Steel rang against steel. The air filled with the stench of blood and sweat. Kael fought at the very front, his sword a blur of silver and red. Every strike was precise, every movement calculated, yet his awareness remained locked on the Alpha fighting at his side.

In the woods, he triggered a signal. And a low, eerie howl cut through the stillness. From the shadows, a massive, battle-trained wolf lunged at Selena, its eyes burning with bloodlust. She barely had time to scream before it was upon her, but James tore into action, slamming into the beast mid-air. Claws slashed, teeth snapped, but he fought it back with fierce determination, planting himself between Selena and death. Back at the court, they explained what happened to Draven. The Alpha listened carefully, eyes narrowing, then smiling.