Fallout 76 Blood Eagles Novels & Stories

Confirmed it this morning when I told her I would be present and she looked at me with the particular expression she has when she is trying to determine whether I mean what I am saying or whether I mean something else that is wearing the costume of what I am saying. "I mean it," I told her. She held my gaze for a moment. "Alright," she said. So she sits across from seven pack leaders who did not know her name four months ago and who are only here because of what they witnessed in a clearing and what has moved through the territories since then, the news of the Moonblood, the collapse of the old faction, the end of the war that had been building for years. They are here because the world has

My head is spinning, the world tilting around me, but I say, “I'm not done.” Killian’s eyes flick to my shoulder, then meets mine. “How are you still standing?” It's then I remember I'm losing blood. The blood spilling from my shoulder makes my limbs heavy, and my vision flickers. I can feel the cold creeping in, and I stagger backwards. My back slams against the wall, and I slide down to the ground, my body too weak to hold me up. My consciousness slips in and out as I fight to stay awake. I look up at Killian. He's just standing there, watching me.

Her eagle pitched hard into a nosedive. Araheen hit the field and was thrown from the saddle. She slammed into the dry, sandy earth and rolled hard across it, every impact driving through her spine and ribs until it felt like her bones were coming apart. A groan tore out of her. Tears burned in her eyes from the force of it. Through the muted sunlight, she saw two eagle mounts descending. Theobald jumped from one before it had fully settled, sword already in hand, feeding the blade with Awakened energy until it shone with a violent crimson glow. Hedda landed beside him, pricking her forearm with her sigil needle.

I aimed at killing a few more then maybe, just maybe, it might calm my fury. I want this Park to bleed blood. I would love to see blood flow in the drainage system of this great Park. “Let a search party be conducted, bring me the last bloodline of Kayla.” I spoke to the elderly howlers, I made my way straight to the throne and seated as proudly as their Alpha sat. The elderly man drew to his knees alongside the rest of the chiefs, “Please master,” He said as he bowed to his feet before me, “I'll gather some wolves to run a search party for the ones who you've requested for, but please promise not to end our lives if we don't.” He said in a shaky voice.