Disk Wars Avengers Novels & Stories

Asher glanced at me and then nodded. “Good afternoon guys,” Asher said, his voice loud and clear. “The first snow has hit us, which means the winter is officially here. In less than a month we might be facing a fucking devastating war…” Loud murmurs spread through the warriors and hunters, everyone looking concerned. “Yes,” Asher nodded. “We will be facing not just werewolves, but even vampires and goddess know what else. I won’t try to sugarcoat it one bit but we’re pretty fucked up at the moment.”

“That’s not what I think should have happened. I mean, who cares who Shaun chose? What their pack does isn’t anyone’s business. I’m just saying that Vincent Dawn HAS to be behind this. I’m just confused because now he’s put his whole pack and his allies in danger.” The door creaked open and Allie-Jean walked out. She was dressed now and there was still sleep in her eyes. “What’s going on?” She asked. Peter and I looked at each other uneasily, but just for a moment. I knew I was going to have to tell her as soon as possible or her brother would show up and tell her himself. I had to prepare her and the rest of our pack NOW. War was now declared. So I told her.

My voice broke as I thought about the last part. Darius pushed off the tree, his expression darkening as he took a step towards me. “You don’t understand, Ava. This war isn’t about one bomb or one attack. It’s about survival and making a stand in this world. The werewolves have oppressed us for centuries, treated us like dirt beneath their paws. We’re fighting for our freedom!”

"But it's going to take me three minutes to push the Phase-Shadow over the city limits. If they hit the mainframe before I finish the compilation..." "They won't," Dax said. It wasn't a promise. It was an absolute fact. He keyed his comms, broadcasting on the Vanguard's encrypted channel. "Iron Wolves! Form up on the ground floor lobby! The enemy is dropping from the sky. They are anti-matter. Bullets will not work. Plasma will not work. The only thing that hurts them is the Phase." "We're already in position, Prez," Tank’s voice boomed back, backed by the sound of twelve heavy engines revving to the redline. "The Board's security forces are crying in the stairwells. The lobby is ours."