Epic Scout Novels & Stories

There was a metallic click sound on rocks. The eyes of Tyra opened. “They discovered us.” I could see movement of trees through the broken windows. Black figures falling down, coming down to the ground with no sound. Council Scouts. Their metal limbs shone in the dark, and their faces were covered by black visors. The latter one knelt and examined the ground with a sort of instrument. It stopped and cocked its head. Then it said into a communicator, “Target found, everything is united, communicate in thirty seconds."

Four scouts walked in, their blood still smudged with mud as they were just arriving. Ezekiel sat behind a chair, his eyes sharp like blades. One of the scouts bowed and began to speak. "Alpha, we returned from the human town as instructed. We've gathered the information you asked for, their supply routes, their merchants, which humans deal directly with the other packs, which ones don't, Ezekiel gestured lazily with his hand, "Go on."

“Eat more you need to regain more flesh you look pale,like a vampire” Aria said adding more food to her plate. “I would prefer a zoombie”scar answered as their eyes met,a shiver ran down Aria's spine gosh she can never get used to this cold gaze. scar froze as a sharp pain tore through her abdomen,accompanied by a splitting headache,she gasped one hand on her abdomen another on her head as she slowly slide to the floor. “Fight,fight,fight,fight”the chants grew they wanted blood she'll give them a free show,she studied her opponent,first law of winning is understanding your enemy,you should know them as much as you know yourself to be able to predict their next move.

The scout said sucking in a broken breath. “Vampires?” Dante asked as his gaze sharpened. “Yes. But they were already inside.” The scout said and everything inside me went still. “How many dead?” I asked. “Too many.” He said as his mouth trembled. “Where’s Kyle?” Dante asked. “Alive. Furious.” The scout managed to say. The scout grabbed my wrist suddenly and his fingers were slick with blood. “They knew the patrol routes. They knew the weak doors and the blind spots. They moved through the packhouse like someone had walked them in.” He said.

"And how do I do that? By killing my friend?" "You both aren't any longer," "You will speak of no such to my ears, Lucian. I want you to find a scout. I need to know what is happening," A scout was an important part of the werewolf Pack, hinged with the responsibility of warning the Pack of dangerous territory outside the pack and also giving updates on situations of a battle like this. "There he is," Lucian pointed down at the valley. A masculine form dressed in dark combat outfit was walking towards the hill. Leon folded his arms and waited for him to get to him.

I rubbed my chin. “Damn Boss! Do we have any leads yet?” Tyson was eager for a good hunt. I swear if I did not know any better, I would say he was a bloodhound, not a wolf. “I did get a description of the scars on Karen and Tate. I’ll get a full description and personal details when I go meet with Alpha Mason.” I lean forward, elbows on my desk. “You’re personally handling this one?” Marcus is fishing. I can feel it. If Tyson was a bloodhound, Marcus was Sherlock Holmes himself.

As someone whose combat prowess was far above his actual energy level, this was a massive gain! The last skill in Mane’s repertoire was Scout. Scout didn’t simply improve, it evolved. It was no longer Scout, but a skill called Trace. Not only did it vastly improve Mane’s sensing ability from a 100 meter radius to a 500 meter radius, it also allowed him to mark a maximum of five people and trace their movements as long as they were within a 500 meter radius. The limit in distance decreased if the number of people being Traced was less. With every less person Traced, there was an increase of 50 meters.

“I need to calm down! I have to do this! I need to do it!” Closing her eyes, she breathed deeply and calmly several times and then opened them again, wiping her hands on a tissue and then re-starting the Discovery’s engine. Hiring this four-wheel-drive was such a great choice… From the plans and other papers J.J. had given her to study, Veronica knew the Discover is going to be useful for traveling over the rugged terrain and the overgrown driveways that surrounded Elsinore Hall. Veronica also chose this car because, as she had discovered in the past, a large sturdy off-road vehicle often provided a boon for transporting the odd ‘find’ she came across when scouting around looking for materia

It sounded like a lot of extra work. “What made you want to switch? You have a high standing as a warrior already, aren’t you technically starting over in rank with the Scouts?” I asked curiously. Ethan nodded but shrugged good-naturedly. “Technically yeah but I want the challenge, not to mention being a Scout is a little more exclusive in pack ranks. Sometimes other packs ask for Scouts to aid them as not all packs have Scouts anymore.” I nodded in understanding as I could see the appeal of it. My former pack, Ravenfield, was renowned for our elite squad of Scouts. Unfortunately, the small squad of 14 was out aiding another pack, a month's travel in wolf form away from home. Orso timed his

"But we need to find out who it belongs to and fast." Her father nodded in agreement, his face darkening with anger. He knew this was only going to get worse if they didn't take quick action. "We'll dig into it," he said firmly. "Make sure everyone on our team is ready for whatever comes next." Scarlett could feel a sense of unease hanging heavily over the room as everyone got down to work, their adrenaline still pumping from the ambush they had just experienced. As Scarlett walked out of her father's study, she bumped into a sturdy wall…. A beautiful one at that. Scarlett's words got stuck in her tongue as she took in the sight of the beautiful Greek god before her.