Immortal Technique: Civil War Novels & Stories

“They fought him together. Valerius with fang and claw, blade and fury. And the Primarch, with everything magic had ever taught us. Their battle lasted days.” “And they won.” A breath leaves me in a rush. Relief surges in my chest—until Eleanor’s face hardens. “Or so they thought.” I go still. “They brought him down. His body torn. His power quiet. But then…” She shakes her head slowly. “He got back up.” A chill rips through my spine. “He was immortal. Not just long-lived—truly immortal. They would kill him—only for his body to reform, stronger, whole again. Valerius and the Primarch were powerful, but mortal. They could bleed. They could tire. He could not.”

If she's only not ruthless, she will never suffer all these things. Stefano waited for a few seconds because Natalia might have something to say but she didn't speak. So Stefano pulled out the sharp sword and without emotion, it moved quickly, and just for a second Natalia's head was thrown and it rolled on the floor. Its eyes are wide open. Natalia's body suddenly trembled and she fell to the floor. Blood gushed out from its neck that had been severed from deep within its body. It was red and sticky. Stefano was not surprised because the body of the immortal is like that when the head is cut off. The body will not die immediately. After a few seconds of whining, it gradually weakened until

Blood spurts from his nose, and he turns and runs. I grab a man by the throat and flip him to the ground. A whip slashes my arm, but I ignore the pain and grab the end of it. I wrench the whip, and the Hunter holding it is forced to the ground. I kick him in the face, and he goes down. I take the whip and wrap it around the ankle of another hunter. It only takes a little pull, and he topples to the ground. When he tries to get up, I kick him in the face.

Ella. We sat. Anderson settled behind his desk, hands folded professionally. "During advanced combat training yesterday, Maya was sparring with a student named Rebecca Clarke. The match was going well until Rebecca used a forbidden technique. Maya reacted instinctively, countering with significant force. Rebecca suffered three broken ribs and a concussion." "A forbidden technique?" I asked. "What does that mean?" "Techniques designed to cause permanent damage or death. They're explicitly banned in training. Rebecca used a strike targeting the throat with lethal intent."

Animal after animal fell with a howl, my boot connecting with the head of one, sending it flying, its heavy body landing awkwardly on its own neck, cracking it and killing it instantly. This was familiar to me. I'd killed lycan for years, before civilization became... civilized. When the light started shinging into the dark of our world and we had to take to hiding. When our wars couldn't be fought in the open anymore. And to be honest... I missed it.

She rhetorically asked and scoffed a brief laugh. "What does that mean?" The leading woman asked. "Unlike the pack of Blood Mooners that I subdued many years ago, there was another group of undying vampires known as the 'real immortals'. Stake them they live, cut of their heads another grows back, burn them, butcher them, yet they join back together. They can't die."

Their skins were hard to cut with most swords, and they had resistance to minor magics. "Hey Tay Tay! It's like you said they are all immortals like us!" Vale cried out excitedly. "That is right. Every man here under my command is one of the greater immortal races. You should be on our side." "HwaH? Please don't misunderstand. I could care les...I just heard that some of you mate for life.... I wonder what will happen to your significant others when we kill you. Would they stay celibate for the remainder of their lives? Or would they move on in a week or two? I want to find out!"

he said seriously as I was just confused, here I am again, so slow to understand everything. "And who is that? What's the book of immortality?" I asked. He smiled as he looked at me. "It's Freeda, she's the key to mending the broken relationship between the vampire and the werewolves. She will fulfill the book of the beauty of immortality," he said then looked at the dark sky, there was a bright star, it was the Polaris. "The destiny is written in the book and no one can change it," he also added which made me more confused. Book? What the hell is he talking about?

It was an uneartlhy experience that still leaves me slightly unsettled to this day and will for the rest of my life. One thing about mastering death is that you come back immortal by bringing yourself back from the dead. I can still die, but it takes special weapons to kill an immortal being such as myself. I can always give up my immortality as a god could in the old folklores, which is what most do after a long life; they give up the immorality and die. I’ll be stuck at the age of twenty -seven until till I either die or give up my immorality. I have bonded Ari to me, making her immortal with me. I haven’t told her, but I’m going to have to soon. Ari will be able to give up her immortality