Infinity Warrior Novels & Stories

This was the difference between the army and rogue warriors. The deeper one went, the more one could feel the invisible energy in the air. Like an invisible spider web, it gradually bound its target and made it lose the ability to struggle. In the distant sky, there were cruisers of God's Palace. There were sentinel points of the God's Palace Army on the ground. "Who are you? Are you aborigines of the Land of Infinity? Hurry up and surrender!" A black-armored immortal general stood at the bow of the ship and shouted from afar.

And that's what made her so dangerous. Kael fought his way free, his movements were a dance of precision and raw violence. He no longer knocked down drones, he cleared obstacles from the Move. He was a shield of steel and determination. “There!” I called when we reached the injection chamber. The console lit in a sterile white light. I activated mine Plasma burner, ripped the console and pushed the infected data core into the slot. The system was running. ‘WARENING. GENESIS-NULL WIRD IN 60 STRUCTURAL CATASTROPHE DROHT.

We had bypassed the entire perimeter defense grid. "Check your weapons," I ordered over the rushing wind. Jinx slammed a fresh battery pack into her scavenged repeater rifle. The heavy weapon hummed, the plasma coils glowing a lethal, bright blue. The remaining eight beast kin warriors formed a tight, bristling circle around us, their obsidian spears lowered and ready to strike.

And we have to be able to trust her too. I climb into the van that is used for the tech team, seeing Cipher in the driver’s seat. “I heard you went down,” I say. “Luna Yara, aka Luna Murmur, aka Sanatrix, fixed me up and now I’m ready to fight another day.” “Sanatrix?” I ask. He grins proudly. “Yeah, my sexy, smart mate came up with that one.” “Oh goddess, there’s another one of you,” I grumble. “And she’s going for the elite squads. Lucky you,” he says grinning even more widely.

The news slammed into the Alpha couple like the sky imploding. Head Warrior Isis finally crossed the threshold, her armor coated in the fine, abrasive dust of a long journey. Ahri sat at the head of the dark oak table, his knuckles bone-white as he gripped the armrests. He had been a man unraveling at the seams for weeks, his sanity tethered only to the persistent, maddening throb of the mark on his collarbone, a mark that had flickered with an insistent heat ever since Inzinga vanished.

It reached his throat when she didn’t pick up. ‘There better be no deaths,’ He warned me before dialling Yasmeen. She picked up faster, “What’s going on? Is everyone safe?” He asked “It’s crazy,” Yasmeen answered frantically, “Aarif is invading Gulistan to kill Jafar. He caused the earthquake. He plans on dropping the Fire Fist comet on Asadistan, except Barfistan. He has karamat-proof bracers that make him immune to attacks, he is receiving energy from 100,000 people through a power collecting bracer and- oh no.”

"No, she's my cousin. I'm Mace Leo Viesty Cabera now, my mother and her father are siblings." Eleonna nodded in understanding. "This designer knife is very beautiful." she commented absentmindedly. Mace hummed in agreement. "All of these weapons are the member's collection, but most of them are our's. No one's allowed to see this place except for the members and you're one of us now since Audella recruited you." Eleonna put the weapon back as she remembered something that she wanted to ask earlier. "You are the leader of this team, right?" he nodded "How come you let Audella make the decision of me joining?"

A howl far in the distance sounds out, barely audible among the snarls and growls, calling the rogue warriors back in retreat. Infinity growls in defiance and we take off after them. We are leaping on top of their wolves, snapping spines, and severing jugulars as we go. Infinity is losing it and attacking everything she sees. Its fine right now, while everyone we see is an enemy, but it won’t stay that way. I try to wrestle control back, but I’m failing. I didn’t think we’d lose control during this fight. Josh helped bring her back, only to begin losing that battle again as soon as pack warriors began dying once more.

If he’s still fighting against whatever invisible enemy is clawing at him. His fingers twitch against the armrest, knuckles whitening, muscles rigid. His chest rises too quickly, like each breath is a battle. I wait, heart in my throat. And then—slowly—his body loosens. His shoulders drop, no longer locked in that unforgiving frame. The shaking in his hands ebbs, fading little by little, until his fingers finally fall still. A heavy breath escapes his lips. His eyes remain closed for a second longer, as if clinging to the darkness. Then they snap open—slightly unfocused, hazy, like he’s just surfaced from a nightmare. His jaw tightens. Frustration flickers across his face.

– Kane Innovations HQ Alexander’s war-room was a fortress of glass and tech, the holo-table glowing with Marco’s feeds: dark web chatter, server pings, a countdown clock ticking to noon. Lila’s team, six operatives, all ex-Special Forces prepped gear in the corner, rifles gleaming. Mamá insisted on coming, wheelchair pushed by a nurse Alexander had paid to stay silent. Her color was better, but her eyes held the same fire that had sliced a merc’s wrist.