Fire Force Intro Novels & Stories

No mercy. Only fire.

The corner of Jack’s mouth curled into a triumphant smile. At that moment, someone suddenly shouted, “Wait! The organizers just released the in-car footage!”

“Boom!” The violent jolt blacked out my vision for a moment, my organs feeling as if they’d shifted inside me. Yet through the dust, a surge of grim satisfaction coursed through me when I saw their terrified faces. Just as I steadied the car and prepared for the next strike, a deafening roar filled the air. The massive sound of a helicopter drew near, and through the loudspeakers above came the team manager’s voice. “Found them! Fire brigade! Put out the fire!”

Her entire frame underwent a massive, violent shudder, her breath catching in her throat with a low, wet rattle. Turning her neck with agonizing slowness, her clouded, dead eyes flared with a microscopic ember of consciousness rising from the ash, the dilated pupils finally locking onto Avery's features. "The... fire..." Clara’s baritone was a dry, raspy scrape, sounding as though it were being dragged through rough gravel. "The fire... was initialized by the Winster network. They struck the match." She locked her stare onto Avery’s features, something raw and broken fracturing within her pupils as her fingers twitched weakly against the leather straps.

I learned to control my emotions a long time ago, although I really didn’t have intimacy since my return to this world. “And you take a chance, ” hissed into his face, squeezing his throat. - fuck... The man put his hand between us and it instantly caught fire. And that's it? We can do that too! I squeezed his neck even tighter and forced the force through my palm. My fire instantly responded to the call, flowing through the veins. How could I have not felt this for a long time… I did not feel the heat in my blood… My opponent clearly did not expect such a development of events, and while he was in confusion, my burning hand notably set fire to his clothes.

"What is it?" Eva motioned for everyone's attention, and the pack members gathered around a designated area. A hush fell over the crowd as they watched in anticipation. Suddenly, flames erupted, dancing and twirling in mesmerizing patterns. A chorus of gasps and applause filled the air as the pack witnessed the breathtaking display of fire manipulation. Skilled members of the pack, known as the Pyrokinetics, had choreographed a spellbinding performance. Their control over fire created stunning shapes and figures, illuminating the night with flickering lights and radiant warmth.

he said sternly. “Sorry pops, let's get the training started” I said getting all pumped up. He rolled his big eyes, then stood on all fours, “considering you've mastered riding, let's work on the fire.” His body began to shrink and soon Antares stood in place of Aragon. “Damn, I'll never get used to that” He ignored me, diving straight into the lectures “Fire is chaos and energy brought together, it is closely linked to your emotions, your control has to be precise and exact or it would end pretty badly” he began.

Our fire. A true goddess.

Then, he stretched out his hand into the void and called forth the first fire of humanity. Oliver grit his teeth together, grunting with exertion, as the primeval fire was slow to bend to his will. He gathered up his reserves and focused all of his strength on the energy dancing in front of him. You will obey me! He shouted from within. Agonizingly slow, the fire began to tilt towards his hand. The moment the first flames reached across the darkness and touched his fingertips, an overwhelming surge of energy raced through his body like a shot of adrenaline straight to his heart.

First, he needs to protect the children. He turned to the officer. "Tell the media about this new incident. Ask them to tell everyone to stay indoors and be vigilant. Until this man is caught, no one is safe. Gather the rest of the men and make sure you block every exit out of the city. Apprehend him on the spot. If he proves stubborn, shoot at sight," Alex gave his orders. "Okay sir," the officer saluted and left. Alex brought out his phone and dialed his wife's number.