Green Ninja Storm Ranger Novels & Stories

Normally, it would only take him a snap of his fingers in summoning his spirit guardian, but because of what happened, his energy levels are so low that it's almost a miracle to have him able to call The Raven. "Hanji," it's deep voice called. "Rai," he replied, his voice filled with gratitude and hope. "Thank you for responding to my summons." The Raven only looked at him with it's intimidating crimson eyes and nodded. He was the King of all the Raven Spirits, and he stood 6 feet tall,— his wingspread at about 20 feet wide. Jet black feathers adorned him and they all shimmered gallantly under the sun, making Hanji feel lucky and proud of Rai.

Ranger sighed deeply, “because this entire venture has cost me everything I love, and now that I’m so close to ending this, how can I possibly keep myself from interfering with the natural flow of events?” … … … Ranger shifted uncomfortably as he glanced back over his shoulder. “I know! I can sense it.” He took in a long, cautious inhale. “They’re here.” More footsteps could be heard approaching from behind Ranger, but he remained as still as possible, trying not to draw attention to himself. Within seconds, a small party emerged from the trees, all armed for a fight. From the corner of his eye, it was clear that these were not Ravennites.

Chris pursed his lips as he asked, “How’s the review of surveillance videos coming along?” “Boss, I cannot steal Web Rider’s thunder, or he will skin me alive.” Night Rider scratched the back of his head. “Right you are...” Web rider walked in flamboyantly as if on cue. His appearance was a contradiction to all the other shadow guards. He had a strip of hair through the midline about 5cms wide and 3cms long that was dyed green, like a parrot’s tuft while the rest of his head was shaved clean. His clothing was just as ridiculous. He wore a bright magenta leather jacket and pants.

Zane’s POV I was covered in sweat and splashes of blood when I heard my phone ringing erratically. The caller ID showed it was my Dad, I frowned and picked up the call, at the same time I motioned Ronan to take care of the motherfucker that was nearly dead in front of me. Garret should have never messed with someone like me, no matter how tough of a guy he is, he cannot win against me! And Ronan was also here to help me, on top of that. There was no way he stood a chance against two future Alphas.

Chapter 131: Epilogue It was a crisp fall day as the new black Range Rover made its way carefully through the narrow lanes, coming to a stop at the base of a hill. The deep cerulean sky was accented by the vibrant scarlets, pumpkins, and golds of autumn leaves. Bobby shifted into 'Park' and looked over at Maggie. She chewed her lip anxiously. "I won't be long." "Take your time, cher." He smiled at her reassuringly. "We're not in any hurry."

The overdrive ignited a storm of rage within him, the chair ripped as Druenn forced his way out of the seat launching one half at a ranger behind him and the other half at another to his left, rolling from a sword that swung towards his head he backed himself into a corner, searching the room for a weapon against the ranger that stood in front of him. The ranger began to pace, poised to spring like a viper. Druenn waited as the ranger made the first move, the sword came down and he ducked out of the way delivering a bone shattering punch to the rangers kidney, the ranger winced and Druenn seized the sword, he swung the sword preparing to kill but something unexpected happened, a hand grasped

Gina muttered, her eyes darting toward the window. Through the neon-green smoke, she could see the lower valley. The Nightfang vanguard was being systematically surrounded by a secondary force of hunters—men dressed in heavy, silver-plated armor who had been hidden within the lower volcanic tunnels, waiting for the main vanguard to commit to the gates. It hadn't been a defense; it had been an encirclement.

They instead replaced them with the colors of the Ravens - a matte black with hues of blues and greens and purple under the right angles. All of them still had the shield and machine pistol combo, except Raijin had an Unranked Multi-beam Plasmacutter on her shoulder. It was purely utilitarian and industrial in nature, but she wasn’t there to fight in the first place. Max on the other hand, had a C-ranked Ragnarok Armaments Grenade Launcher. It was simple, effective, and devastating. “Want us to bring down the pain?” asked T-Rex. “‘Coz we can. And we want to. Nothing crazy.”

The blue plasma energy inside them was violently sucked out, forming a swirling vortex in the air that shot straight into Valen’s open mouth. The Rangers stood there, holding dead, smoking sticks of metal, completely paralyzed by shock. Ashren didn't hesitate. He swept the legs of the second Ranger, knocking him out cold with a brutal strike to the jaw. He spun, launching a fist into the temple of the third, dropping him into the snow. The fourth Ranger, the youngest of the group, dropped his dead weapon and threw his hands in the air, terrified out of his mind. He looked at the giant, scarred man standing over his unconscious squadmates and then at the child who had just eaten their ammunit

Of course it would be a hard task considering the fact they all wear masks and if she were to be found out with her gloves, it wouldn't be possible. The superiors in the Raven band all have special gloves to differiante them. The superiors are the ones who get to know what Raven looks like and they are the most trusted and surprisingly they are just five of them. Kai, Archie, Lucius, Tanya and including Raven herself (Mia). They lead certain lookouts for any spotted offender in line with the job they are called for; fishing out the weres, vamps and zombs.