Hobgoblin Iron Shadow Novels & Stories

**** Deep beneath the mountain… The shadow slid through stone cracks like smoke. It entered the cavern without a sound, gathering itself on the floor until it rose, shaping into something vaguely humanoid, tall, and wrong, shifting like tar that refused to settle. Two red coals flared in its center. A voice seeped out, distorted and layered. “She hid,” the shadow hissed. “The Sorcerer hid from me.” The cavern rumbled, walls trembling as Shade emerged from the darkness, taller, denser, power radiating from him like heat from an inferno.

The boy’s voice didn't echo; it absorbed the sound of the world around it. Standing in the crumbling tunnel, the "Shadow Heir" looked less like a monster and more like a terrifyingly perfect sculpture of a child. The glowing sphere in his hand pulsed in time with my own fading heartbeat, a physical manifestation of the "Final Liquidation."

A roar. A powerful, furious roar that shook the leaves and the air and even Aria’s bones. Something massive rushed past her fast, fierce, unstoppable. Aria opened her eyes. Another wolf stood between her and the rogues. But this one… this one was nothing like them. He was HUGE. Broad shoulders, thick dark fur that shimmered under the moonlight, a body strong enough to break trees and his eyes Silver. The same silver from her dreams. Aria’s lips parted.

When the last piece came off, Tobias shook violently. "I can feel it," he gasped. "The fire. It wants out." "Then let it out. In small amounts. Controlled." I held out my hand. "Send a thread of fire into my palm. Just a thread." "I will burn you." "I am Shadowborn. Fire is part of me. You cannot burn me." Hesitantly, he extended his hand toward mine. A thin stream of white-hot flame emerged. It was intense. Hotter than any fire I had felt before. But I held steady, letting my own power absorb and redirect it. "Good. Now pull it back."

she asked, and Alex gave a soft laugh. She sensed humour from him, and annoyance from Lukas, but both were almost drowned out by their wariness, and no small amount of fear. Lukas sighed softly, "Shadows can merge with other shadows, becoming part of them," he said, his voice still near a whisper, "And can move through them, from one to another, with little resistance."

Across it, other places were as thus more vibrant as sight randomly swayed across building to a chosen destination, where as was seen, Stuffs were heavily stacked as it seemed, it was a biding action in process. The eyes of Shadow was beckoned or rather perhaps, chose what it desired. Someone seen in a very simple attire, trouser, a jacket and over that had a cape. Strangest combination for clothing style thus, his face wasn't see yet. Prices, weapons and various ornaments were seen stacked up, thus, the real and fake were unknown to all as even the rarest of all items were seen present, like the weapons of gods. The hammer, Mjölnir, of the god of thunder, Thor, from the elder god pantheons.

So I left it, settling on exploring my new home instead. Today I found myself in a cosy study, still a considerably large room, but smaller than most that I had come across. It reminded me of Lilith’s living room, dark red wood seemed to domineer the room in here. A large inglenook fireplace flanked by a large suit of armour on each side. Over the mantel was a battered shield that had seen better days and two swords, mostly likely longer that I was, crossed at the back of it. A coat of arms could be made out under the battered metal, to me in looked like a half goat half man creature, holding a large raven in one hand and a snake in the other. I assumed it must belong to the Caine family.

Stripping off my clothes, I left them and my bag under a redwood tree, then I let Rose take over. "Let's run to our heart's content! Then we'll take a bath in the river," I said to her. Under the luminous gaze of the full moon, I felt an irresistible force surging through my being. My heart quickened with anticipation. Closing my eyes, I focused on the power within, embracing the ancient magic that coursed through my veins. It began with a tingling sensation, like a thousand tiny needles tracing patterns across my skin. My bones shifted, and a rush of euphoria washed over me as my human form started to contort.

At 5'10", her presence commanded attention, but she preferred to stay unnoticed. Her dark skin glowed under the morning sun, and her eyes, a striking shade of amber, held secrets untold. She pulled her hood tighter, hoping to shield herself from the prying eyes she could already feel on her. She sighed, remembering the last town, the last school, the last narrow escape. The coven was always a step behind her, their sinister intentions cloaked in shadow but ever-present. She couldn’t afford to grow attached, couldn’t afford to make friends or enemies. But she knew this routine all too well. Blend in, keep your head down, and move on before anyone gets too close.

“Sera, look at this.” “This is bad. We should contact the commander.” She noticed that one of the goblins had a slightly bluish skin and a small horn on their head. It was a stronger species, an evolved goblin called a hobgoblin. Newbies can handle a single hoblin but a horde would be fatal. Team Alpha recovered enough to move. Sera and Sven were about to inform them to retreat when the earth rumbled violently.