Highschool Dxd Rage の小説・ストーリー

High School Revenge By Heartcode Chapter 13: Sneaking out. Tiana stormed into her dorm angrily, as she flung her bag on the bed and went to smash her mirror with her same hands. She screamed out frustrated as the whole place was shaking a bit as if a small earthquake was starting . She pulled at her hair, as she sat at the front rocking backwards and forwards as she recalled Drake's last words to her. Derek, is something wrong? I said telepathically, getting worries already. Derek was more than just my partner, he was closer.

Any thoughts about her could lead to their death! Of the two men, one was extremely tall and the other was extremely short. The tall man was slim and lanky. His muscles weren’t well defined, neither was his face the most pleasant thing to behold. He was hunched over, and his arms were much longer than his legs, so much so that they were almost dragging on the floor. He was average looking at best, and his strange frame kept people away from him. This tall man a High Level Divine Servant at the 7th stage of the Nobility Realm. He was a master of no weapons other than his own body. For his long nails were refined and sharper than many Mid-Level Weapons and comparable to High level Weapons. And

Playing cool appears best to earn the so called present and exit their presence. "We know you. Damien Dark,future alpha over red blood pack and princess Kara so called mate"They chuckle. Appears am pretty popular within black eagles hunter clan. Good gracims am still alive. "She told you about me?" I ask amused. "Nah..,we uncovered it" They fist bump themselves. Pretty cool though. "And you are?" I turn towards the younger. His enraged gaze slightly scares Ryder and I. He'd be pretty powerful as a werewolf. Rage sources our strength and his human rage combined with werewolf rage equals greatness.

Jayden choked on his scream when he saw the girl was none other than Tabitha. Damian jerked awake when the door to his room suddenly blew up from its hinges. Wooden splinters filled the air, scattering all around. He jumped off his bed and took a stance, ready to defend himself from the impending danger. Slowly, he took a step back when a very angry and a very pissed rage-filled Xavier walked in. There were fire balls burning around his closed fist. His hair glowed a bright purple but his eyes were dark instead of white. Very dark. Darker than night. The whites of his eyes couldn't be seen. It was like looking into an abyss. Xavier was possessed.

Its body slams into a gnarled oak, the crack of splintering bark mingling with its choked howl, but another rogue charges my flank, its claws raking my side with a fury that forces me to release the corpse and whirl, snapping at its haunch in a spray of fur and blood. Dax surges into the fray on my left, a grey tempest of teeth and claws, barrelling into a pair of rogues with devastating precision. His jaws crush one’s foreleg with a sickening snap, while his claws carve a bloody arc across the other’s muzzle, sending it reeling. “Alpha, they’ve got silver-tipped claws!” he mind-links, his voice taut with urgency as he twists to dodge a vicious swipe, the rogue’s claws glinting like poisoned

As Katrina moved into position, August made his move, lunging at Shit Witch, putting the last bit of our combined energy into emitting a blinding white light. I heard the witch’s screams as August’s claws sank into her shoulders, forcing her back into Katrina’s attack. The witch’s screams faded with the light of my attack, her head rolling across the floor, leaving a trail of blood. August raised his head from the headless Shit Witch to see Katrina leaning on her sword to stay upright.

a Dax. Kids that had been in the hallway inside were now coming outside to see what was going on. Ray and Hawk yelled at them as they worked together to pull them apart. Dirt and dust filled the air as they dragged both teens across the ground away from each other. Hank was redder than red in the cheeks. “What the hell is this about?” Hawk shouted angrily as he dragged his son up on his feet. Ray did the same with Dax. “Dax?” Dax snatched off his hooded mask. His cheeks were just as fiery red as Hank’s.

They belonged to Hakeem and Jada, both of which were repeating my father’s words. Their support was the motivation I needed to shut off my emotions and cut off Derek’s power supply at the source. After that, he was all too easy to stand against. With nothing more than a few bruises, the buzzer sounded and brought an end to my third fight of the night. The fourth and fifth were a blur of fists, blood, and pain. Felix Hughes, a lanky twig of a man, was fourth. He was the trainer for wolf combat, which meant he’d likely shift and take a go at me with his claws and teeth. To make matters worse, his ability was Somnokinesis.