Intercessor Kill Team Novels & Stories

He paused and made sure no one spoke, "They have terrorized the city and its people for too long. Today we draw a line in the sand that says, your kind isn't welcome anymore." The bikers raised their fists and shouted. A few fired off a couple of shots from their pistols. Warren crossed his arms and waited for Zealot to finish. "Now we are going to divide into three teams. Team One will be with me and breach from the front, team two will take the back, and team three will watch their hogs to prevent escape."

The darkness seemed to thicken around us, but our spirits remained unbroken. "We're making progress," Cassian called out, his voice a rallying cry amidst the chaos. "But we can't afford to falter now. Stay vigilant, everyone!" His words resonated in the hearts of every warrior present. Together, we carved a path through Dorian's remaining forces, our movements coordinated and precise. The unity between Alphas, Betas, and other magical beings was palpable, a testament to the strength found in unity.

Jessica’s hand tightened on Kade’s, her heart racing as she stepped toward the portal, her resolve unshaken but wary. The second twist hit: the weavers’ threads flared, their voices clear—not just allies but mentors, each a guardian of a past nexus, now guiding Jessica’s team, their memories offering tactics to mend the planet’s thread. Sereth’s fire whispered of courage, Verath’s void of resilience, Sylvara’s vines of unity. Kade’s claws gleamed, his voice fierce: “We’ve got this.” Selene’s sigil glowed, Lucas’s fists clenched, Bryan’s glow surged, their unity a fire that burned bright.

Ben smirked “This is a win for you and work for me.” Jefferson raised his eyebrows. “The way this team operates is inhumane. Most people, at least the ones we have encountered are embedded with a chip to destruct causing internal injuries if their communication link is broken for longer than their agreed time limit.” Jefferson frowned. “All the same, we don’t mind getting rid of a scum for you.” Ben pursed his smile “You can owe us this one as well. More importantly…” Ben paused. “We can finally get rid of you.” Ed laughed.

She paused dramatically, looking around the room, “So we must intercept them, and show them what happens when they challenge us.” Priscilla stepped back and Killian nodded. “Warriors, Miko is our designated squad captain. He will form the teams that go out tonight, and I suggest you spend the day getting acquainted with your new team.” And with that, Killian turned on his heel and left, Priscilla trailing after him. Miko stepped forward, taking Killian’s place.

"Don't fucking move! I will blow every single one of us to pieces right now!" Hayden froze instantly, throwing his hands up in plain view. “I’m not reaching for a weapon. It's just my phone. Look at my hands.” “You think I care about this tall tale you’re weaving,” Kessler spat bitterly. “I have nothing left to lose! You've seen the news! My team is already hunting down every bastard involved, one by one. And they will pay." "But you can't reach the real targets, can you?" Hayden countered smoothly, lowering his voice into a calm, dangerous rhythm. "Can your team touch General Voss? Can they touch Former Director Davis? Can they touch a fucking ex-president?"

he says. “That’s why we go through annual assessments. We, this team, check each other to make sure that we’re all staying on the correct side of the work that we’re doing. It’s rare, but Tech Team members have been ejected from the group in the past,” Hijack says. “Because of the power that we have, it’s important that we always do things for the right reasons. It’s also why, when we find talent that we think we can trust, we alert the Council to invite said talent to receive early admission to the Academy, or to actively seek them out to apply for admission,” Tracker says, smiling at Wendy who sits up straighter in the chair beside Connor. Sphinx is obviously part of their ‘in’ crowd.

Carl said, his voice low but firm, “It’s time. We need to split up into teams. If we’re going to have any chance of stopping him, we need to move fast, and we need to cover as much ground as possible.” The team quickly divided into two groups, each with a unique skill set to handle what lay ahead. Carl’s voice carried a hint of urgency as he laid out the plan. “Team One: Mitch, Pastor Elijah, Jonie, and Spitfire. Mitch, you’ve got the holy weapon. You’ve seen the skinwalker, and you know what you’re dealing with. Pastor Elijah, you’re with Mitch. I know you don’t like to think of yourself as a supernatural person, but you’ve commanded demons in Christ’s name. That counts for something. Jonie

“And what's the guarantee you won't do so again this time?’’ “I'll be more careful.’’ Okay, enough of the talks now. I move fast and snatch the knife from her before she even sees me coming. “Alpha, please.’’ Gustavo cries out urgently, making my blood boil. How dare he act so selfishly. He would rather have Xendaya laying lifeless on that mattress instead of an old time friend who might have become an instrument of our enemies? “Should I remind you what the problem here is again? Axyon. We all know no one has ever survived it. Why try so hard?’’ “No one has ever survived it because I've never tried to save them. Because they were never our own and didn't require saving. They died in their p

"Yes." The Moon Goddess sent a small favor by reuniting me with the rest of my team at the intersection of the hallway leading to the exit. There were only Stuart, Zedd, Darriel and Chadwick. Zedd only gave me a sorrowful shake. The other members who came with us didn't make it. My jaw tightened. Losses in battle were common, but they were still members under my command. And it was my obligation to live their lives.