Inferno Squadron Novels & Stories

It was so quiet that they could hear each other’s heartbeats. "What you said. Is it true?" the middle-aged man asked. The middle-aged man was the leader of the Thunder God Organization. He was a Rank 5 Evolved One, Jacob Ray. "Leader, it is the absolute truth," the leader of the patrol team choked while saying. Jacob squinted his eyes and smirked. "It looks like a powerful Gene Fighter has arrived from Inferno. However, we still have the hostage with us." "You're right, leader. The Inferno's are just like a plate of sand. Now that Caspian is dead, what else can Inferno do to fight us, the Thunder God Organization?"

An ice tornado swept through the Caucasus Mountains. Three members of the Phantom Squad - the World Government's most elite stealth assassination unit - lay stiffly lying behind a chunk of glacier. Their synchronized artificial heartbeats are hidden by advanced military-grade thermal camouflage cloaks. "Target one, Alpha King, has disappeared from the visual range of satellite monitoring, Captain," whispered Ghost-2 through the signal-disabling micro-radio channel behind his battle helmet.

strapping the scabbard to my thigh. "Cavemen survived the Ice Age," Silas said. "Civilizations died." Leo walked in. He was wearing the tactical armor Damian had specially commissioned for him. It was sleek, black, with a high collar to protect his neck. No symbols. No rank. He didn't take a gun. He didn't take a sword. He picked up a simple staff made of white ash wood. "Elena's wood," Leo said, running his hand over the grain. "It feels... empty. It will hold the charge." "Are you ready?" Damian asked, checking the straps on his own armor. Leo looked at the staff. Then he looked at us. "The Silence is at the coastline," Leo said. "I can feel them stepping onto the sand." THE DEPLOYMENT We

Face was covered in blood from wiping away the stains of hair that fell in my face and the sweat because it felt like a damn workout. In my eyes you are a pussy when you think you only need a fucking gun to protect yourself, thinking you are the men and no person in their right man would think to challenge , would fear you just at the mere sight of a gun but not me apparently. I’m not anyone, I’m Aaliyah, assassin of the Italian mafia known as Shadow of death.

Everyone who is an adult died instantly, while the children who were consumed by the fire fell out of consciousness and woke up as… ‘Nightcrawlers,’ a voice came in my head and I figured it must belong to the woman who has these memories. ‘What happened to you?’ I asked, my heart breaking as I watch every scene unfold in my mind. ‘Siria. My name is Siria. I am the daughter of the betas of the kingdom of dragon shifters, but that is gone now,’ she says and her voice cracked. She showed me everything, every detail, how she found herself tainted with black and unable to crawl out of the darkness during the day. She had once lost her sanity, and her hunger only made it worse.

“Yes, it did make me question your integrity, but certainly gave me quite a peek into your personality. If it makes you feel any better, you weren’t the only woman who thought of me that way that night.” “Actually, not really it doesn’t. Oh, god I even thought you were an addict.” I shake my head covering my face with my hands as I relive every single thought, I had that night. “Okay, let me just apologize now because…You know…Ok so I have a million questions but lets just start with. Who…Or what are you and how exactly is this even possible?” “Calm down, your hyperventilating. I am Annunaki, we are a warrior race who were created to serve the gods. We are created from their blood.”

She looked into her sniper scope this time around and saw one of the men coming out of another hut with an AK47 rifle in his hand. “This is not going to end well.” She whispered. The man raise the gun and shot their first captive point blank in the head. “We need to do something.” Kimberly called out to her partner who immediately spoke into the radio. “Alpha to base over. There are hostile activities in the area, over.” “Can you identify Mustafa amongst the hostiles?” Kimberly quickly interrupted before Oscar could speak. “No sir, but some civilians are being executed right now, over” “ Base to alpha , stay put. Don’t jeopardize the mission.”

“I'd be selling desserts at a cafe, and not leading the famiglia if I didn't know that much.” Nico said nothing, but his gaze lingered on Nero, thoughtful. The convoy engines rumbled to life again, the night swallowing the sound of footsteps and fear. The cross stood empty now, but the message carved in flesh remained burned into every man’s mind. And in Nero’s silence, one truth weighed heavier than the blood on the ground: war had just declared itself.

"I'm gonna find that bastard and..." The door explored inward to reveal the Stalker standing behind it. He raised something and Michael felt a sudden, sharp pain in his chest. The world faded to black accompanied by Kelly's screams. Outside the dreamscape, Julia let out a wail of terror herself. He had gone in without waiting to be told what could happen, and now he had taken a shotgun hit to the chest. If he died in there...

There are not many things there only a desk with a chair, a bookshelf that's full of books, and a television on the wall. I quickly stepped forward, "SD agent, Katarina Clyde, code Eagle Team." "SD agent, Scout Kipper, code Cayote Team." "AD agent, Kelly Crawford, code Cheetah Team." "AD agent, Johan Marshall, code Kangaroo Team." "SD agent, Britt Preston, code Cheetah Team." "AD agent, Minnie Lopez, code Eagle Team." "AD agent, Hade Fox, code Eagle Team." I turn my head quickly to 'Hade'. Nice try, you impostor.