Harbinger Rwby Novels & Stories

His dark form loomed ahead, his eyes glowing with a sinister light as he cut down anyone who dared to challenge him. My heart pounded in my chest as I approached, the weight of the ancient relic heavy in my hand. The knowledge and power I had gained from the sanctuary coursed through me, every lesson and every trial leading to this moment. I could feel the energy of Silverwood Falls itself pulsing in my veins, a testament to my bond with the land and its people. As I stepped into the clearing where The Harbinger stood, he turned to face me, a cruel smile curling his lips. "Emily Hawthorne," he intoned, his voice dripping with dark amusement. "You think you can defeat me?"

Xander stood at the reinforced threshold, his golden aura no longer just a shimmer but a blinding, solar flare that pushed back the encroaching Abyssal dampeners. Behind him, Lucien and Cassius were locked in a feverish battle of calculations, their hands blurring over the controls of the "Final-Aegis" stabilizer. "The Harbinger isn't trying to kill us anymore, Xander!" Cassius yelled over the screech of tearing metal. "She’s trying to sync with the birth! She wants the child to be the first breath of her new kingdom!"

The Threshold started collapsing immediately. Chunks of the world itself broke apart around us, falling upward into the darkness above. The cracked Warden looked completely terrified now. “They sent a Harbinger.” The giant shape continued emerging slowly. White eyes, black limbs. A body that seemed made from shifting void and dying stars. And at its center, a massive glowing fracture pulsed like an heartbeat. The Harbinger. The Architect lowered its head before the creature in total submission. The little girl backed away toward the silver door.

My whole body shook as the images burned themselves into my mind: Amara Kings, the girl I'd helped betray, surrounded by blue fire and facing a thing with her own face. "It's happening," I whispered, holding the edge of my scrying bowl. The water inside still rippled with the aftershocks of my vision. "The Harbinger has awakened." "The Harbinger?" Finn's eyes widened. "But you said that was just a story to scare little witches." I shook my head, trying to stand. My legs felt like water. "I was wrong. I was wrong about everything." The candles around us flickered wildly, though there was no breeze in my basement workshop. Something was changing in the magical currents—something big.

"No matter what." Harbinger smiled. Then the sky was filled with a deep rumble. I looked up. "What was that?" The heavens were illuminated by a line of fire. A star that is descending. However, it wasn't typical. The color was deep crimson. It hummed, too. The Harbinger rose quickly. His face turned white. He remarked, "That's not just a star." "What is it?" Grasping my son more tightly, I asked. The Harbinger said, "Something older than the god we fought." "Something that ought to have slept."

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

They felt familiar—the same feelings I had at twelve years old, right before everything happened. "Yes, it's definitely working!" Sybil's eyes shot open. "If she doesn't come back this full moon, then she won't. But I believe she will. She is clawing to come back, fighting against the darkness of death. She has a reason now, and it is giving her the will." I whimpered. Was It really going to happen finally? I sniffed back tears at the thought. "Let's go ring up that double batch."

His wolf eyes burned with pure intensity, one that sent shivers running down my spine. I have never been more afraid than I am at the moment. I tried to reason with him to reach the human inside the wolf, but he was too far gone. "Lyra," familiar voices call out. His brothers appeared from afar, and my vision was barely able to discern who was who. The pain in my wrist was growing as Sage dug his claws further into my wrist. "Sage!" One of them yelled. I'm not sure what happened, but the last thing that I saw was feeling a human hand pick me up after getting Sage off of me before I blacked out.

she screamed in agony. I let her go. “Good, now let’s go find her.” I led Sara to Hugo’s house. He wasn’t someone I knew well. We were a few years apart in age, and he wasn’t one of my warriors. During our drive over, I mindlinked the senior warriors on duty to see if any of them had spotted a rogue leaving the territory. One of them mindlinked me back a couple of minutes later to confirm that a rogue had sprinted out of the territory. “If the rogue comes back, grab her, and put her in a cell immediately,” I mindlinked all of the senior warriors. It was around two in the morning when we banged on the door of Hugo’s house. His brother, Rocco, answered it groggily, his eyes shooting open in sh

Hunter said and continued. "You know we had one more member in our gang. Her name was Sarah. She was like our family. The girl was in love with Rasmus. When she turns 18 she found out Rasmus was her mate but then everything stopped during the rogue attack, and she was killed. She was like a sister to me. I loved her as much as I loved Aurora and Angela. But she left us. It broke us apart but Moon Goddess sent Catherine and she named her baby Sarah," Hunter rasped. His eyes were misty.