Jedi Sentinel Novels & Stories

If I leave you behind, it will be up to the rest of us to get to the source. ​I peeked around the jagged edge of the transport. The Sentinel was less than half a mile away now. It was a beautiful, horrific thing. Its body was composed of a material that looked like ivory but moved like liquid, shifting and flowing to compensate for the uneven terrain of the Bone Yard. The central core, a sphere of violet fire encased in a ribcage of silver wire, pulsed with the rhythm of a dying star. ​Silas! I roared into my comms, the static almost deafening. Where are those Vanguard reinforcements? We’re about to be turned into a stain on the salt!

“My head feels like I’ve been hit with a sack of bricks.” “We’ll both need every ounce of strength we have,” Julian said quietly. “We need to shift, eat, rest.” Jace followed his gaze again, unease crawling up his spine. “And what if that’s not enough?” Julian’s mouth tightened. “I can’t guarantee that it will be,” he admitted. “I don’t know what these sentinels look like. How they move. Or how they kill. All I know is that nobody’s ever made it past them.” He paused. “And if anyone did… they didn’t come back to tell the tale.”

Hudson’s eyes narrowed, a lethal glint reflecting in the dark as he scent-read the confirmation of Joanna's flight. He typed a jagged command into his device: "Does she truly believe the border of the Ridge can shield her from a Shadow's reach? Task the outriders to track her every pawprint." With the border crossing confirmed, the Martel Sentinels finally retracted their silver-tipped spears, releasing Avery. The second their grip vanished, she buckled, collapsing onto the stone floor like a discarded doll with severed strings.

She saw the Script of the Sentinels. C++ if (entity.status == "UNAUTHORIZED") { entity.delete();} else { system.continue();} "I’m changing the variable," Elara whispered. She reached out with her golden light and touched the lead Sentinel. She didn't freeze it. She redefined it. $$\text{IF } (entity == \text{"ELARA"}) \Rightarrow \text{SET } system.authority = \text{"TRUE"}$$ The Sentinel paused. Its mirror-surface shattered, revealing a core of raw, terrified energy. It tried to speak, but the only sound it made was the chime of a system error.

that flickered with a weak, violet light. ​"UNAUTHORIZED BIO-MASS DETECTED," the lead Sentinel droned. Its voice-box was cracked, sounding like gravel in a blender. "PREPARE FOR... FOR... 'AUDIT'..." ​The Sentinel’s legs buckled. The "Black Bloom" vines coiling around its ankles had finally reached the power-pack in its spine. The machine slumped to the floor, its violet light fading into a dull, peaceful grey. ​"The audit is over," Kaelen said, stepping over the fallen machine. "The account is closed."

"Julian left us a message. He said you would try to save the 'updates.' He called it your greatest weakness. And our greatest strength." Jade looked from the woman to the shimmering man, then to the terrified, red-haired girl in the pod. Her head was splitting, the violet light in her eyes warring with the gold. "Who are you?" Jade demanded, her voice trembling despite herself. "We are the 'Sentinels'," the woman replied, gesturing to the man. "And this is where Julian’s true legacy begins. Not with a virus... but with a new world order." The massive man lunged, not for Jade, but for the pod. Jade knew, with a terrifying certainty, that if he touched it, he would not just absorb the "Update.

The vessel’s shields flickered and died, and the ship plummeted into the ravine, disappearing in a ball of orange fire. But there were more. Dozens of small, black shapes were dropping from the clouds, landing in the snow with heavy thuds. The Sentinels. They didn't move like men. They were a swarm, their blue eyes cutting through the white dark. "They're hitting the perimeter!" Kael shouted, grabbing his spear. "Adrian, stay with her! Don't let her break the connection!" Adrian dropped to his knees behind Lydia, wrapping his arms around her waist. He pressed his forehead against her back, his own silver markings beginning to glow in sympathy. "I’ve got you, Lydia. I’ve got you."

"It bypasses the Academy’s jammers. If the Sentinels so much as sneeze, you press that button. I’ll be back within the hour by private jet if necessary." The warriors of Chaos Valley stood in formation, a sea of disciplined, powerful shifters who owed their lives and their dignity to the Silver crest. I looked at them—my real family—and felt a swell of pride. I wasn't the girl who had been kicked out of Sandwell. I was the Alpha who had built a nation. The morning of the term’s start, the Twin Sentinels were bathed in a golden sunrise. The hum of the helicopter’s blades echoed through the valley as we boarded.

The further his mind mulled over that, the more it didn’t make any sense to him. What happened to that person anyway? “My lord, my beta,” Draco snapped away from his thoughts and stared back at Leo, the burly sentinel. One of his most loyal sentinels. He edged away from the window, discarding the disturbing thoughts of the stranger in a cade. He slumped back into his seat, wording. “I’ve an assignment for you, Leo,” The sentinel was completely fitted in the sentinels’ attire. A thick, black leather jacket and breeches topped with a flowing leather robe. His sword was leashed around his waist.

GODFREY'S POV. I walked quietly to the training ground, the maids around whispered among themselves as I passed them. Today was the day I finally resumed my work as the gamma sentinel. Beta Nathan was the Alpha sentinel, gamma Israel was the beta sentinel while I was now the gamma sentinel. Gamma Israel waved his hand from afar as he walked closer to me, He leaned forward, pulling me into a tight big hug as he wiggled me. “Welcome back son,” he said, releasing me from his embrace.