Gaige Borderlands 2 Heads Novels & Stories

She nods and I head out the door, mind-linking my mom to come to keep Isla company and inside the pack house. Tearing through my clothes, I shift and sprint off to the border. The smell of blood and rotting trash is heavy in the air. Sounds of snarling warriors and flesh shredding ring around me. Looking to assess the situation, I see Tate and Grayson fighting through a group of six rogues, both their furs matted with blood.

Death, Lao, and Yvere rode their uništi away from Hydern, with Mira flying above them. The border didnt have gigantic walls like Hell or New Death City. Instead there was various buildings along the border's line guarded by different beings. The one the group arrived at sat in a large grassy plain with a faded wooden sign that said "passage coins" on it. Leaning against the building was two large oni. They had blue skin with horns sticking out of the middle of their head. Both were asleep. "Hey!" Death shouted, waking the two guards.

he added as he left the porch and the goose bunmps on my arms subsided. Once inside he sat me on the sofa and I could see his eyes glaze over as he started a pack mind link. "There has been no breaches at the border but we could of missed an owl, coyote or dog shifter so it is possible we missed an animal crossing over." James said after a few minutes conversing in the pack link. A knock at the door made me jump as James crossed and opened it, without any conversing he was forced to step back as Kayda entered trailed by Luna Rori and Andi.

Once they have disappeared, the four of us stand in a group as Alpha Jack says, "That, Your Highness, was mild to what we have been experiencing over the last couple of months." "Okay, is this the only place that they attack?" "No, it is all along the border, but there are a couple of places they seem to attack more than others..." "Is there one nearby?" "Yes, about half a day's run to the east..." "Okay, well, then I think it is about time to get moving." Alpha Jack and his Gamma Hazel, turn and start to run. We run along the border until we again come across more guards fighting more rogues. We strip this time and shift, joining in the fight, driving the rogues back across the border. I co

“Whoever touched Mira last night… it stirred everything.” Rowan glanced between them. “Can you track it?” Kael shook his head. “It’s scattered. Hidden.” Elara exhaled slowly. Waiting felt unbearable. Then a horn shattered the morning. Three sharp blasts. Border breach. Rowan grabbed his sword. “Southwest edge.” They ran. When they reached the border line, they found no army. Just a single wolf. Dead. Its body lay arranged too neatly, throat cut with surgical precision. Pinned to its fur was a strip of dark cloth marked with a symbol none of them recognized.

“I’ve investigated how Glenda and Bryson’s winning on the Dead Border is related to the other packs colluding rebellion with the Rogues.” When he said that, everything I was feeling vanished as I became filled with overwhelming shock and curiosity. The Dead border was the border on the Southern battlefield, which Bryson and Glenda had won before. I dropped the cup of tea and looked at him seriously. I leaned closer to the table and asked, “What did you get?” He pulled a letter or some kind of document from the drawer beside him and pushed it toward me. Nodding at it in a gesture, he told me to open it.

She had a dagger fixed to her waist and another one in her long boots. She was ready to get bloody as her hair was carefully tied in a neat bun. Gagé was no different, he was also dressed in the same theme as Alice and so were his men. As soon as they advanced towards the border the soldiers there began to stand guard and some began to advance towards them trying to stop them. Their carriage came to a hold before the guards who inquire who they were and what they were doing there. "We are soldiers from Aceland, open the border for us now we have business to do!"

"Lets go build our home." We saw a crow on the windowsill it had one feather in its wing. It watched us. Then took flight heading south. It took us four days to get to the borderlands. We didn't travel in a carriage we rode as a pack. We had five hundred of the Elite Rogue Guard a dozen defected Royal soldiers and a long line of wagons filled with supplies. The borderlands were beautiful with grass and ancient oak trees. It was the space where the mountains met the plains, a place that neither the old Kingdom nor the Rogues had ever claimed.

"I've been looking everywhere. How are your wounds?" "Better," Landon managed, his voice hoarse. Through their bond, Elara felt his racing heart match her own. "The healer's salve is helping." Chloe's eyes narrowed as she scanned the room. "Funny. I didn't think we had any sacred salve left. The healer keeps it under lock and key..." Before she could pursue that line of questioning, howls split the night – the emergency signal from the border patrol. "Attack!" The cry went up across the pack grounds. "Rogues at the northern border!"

It stank of blood and death, even unopened. Lena stood, a smile tugging at her lips like she already owned the room. “We brought a gift,” she said, stepping forward with the kind of grace she had perfected over years of wielding her beauty like a weapon. “A peace offering. And a reminder of the promise made.” With a signal, two warriors opened the box. Inside, sealed in glass, was the severed head of the rogue leader who had been tormenting our borders these past moons. His face was twisted in a final snarl, teeth yellow with blood, eyes lifeless but hateful.