Kamaboko Squad Novels & Stories

“I saw something unexpected.” He reached into his pocket and took out his phone. He tapped the screen and placed it on the table, turning it so everyone could see. The screen showed a picture of Kamala, wearing the white t-shirt with the name ZAGAFF printed in large black letters across her chest. Macholo leaned forward and stared at the photo. “Who’s she?” he asked with low voice. Tellan scratched the back of his neck. “At first I thought maybe she was part of the team. But none of our people would ever expose the name like that… not in public.”

Finally, everyone gets their diplomas and sits and now, it’s the moment we’ve all waited for. “For those of you who don’t know,” Alpha Michael begins, gesturing on either side of the stage, “these are the current members of the our elite squads, Alpha Squad,” he says and Raptor and his team step forward, nod and step back. “Beta Squad,” he says and Javelin and her team step forward and nod, before stepping back. “And finally, our Gamma Squad or what we affectionately call our C-Squad.” Saber and her team step forward, nod, and return to their positions. “This year, one of our cadets who was in the running for one of the few open positions on our elite squads found her mate and became a Luna

Another person among the crowd who knew the Bluemoom emblem immediately second it. “OhmyGod, that's the Bluemoon emblem” “What Bluemoon emblem, ” The ignorant people among them whispered to each other. “Are you kidding me? You don't know the Bluemoom squad”? The man asked shocked as if he can't believe his hearing. “You don’t know the Bluemoon dragon squad? The dragon king special force? The leader is the Dragon king sworn brother, they fought and concurred many dragon lands together” The man slowly educated them.

She and the drummer from 11-Denali are rallying the spirit of over three quarters of the senior high population. A table has been set for the judges in the middle front of the grandstand. The commentator, Mr. “Squidward” Romero is there too, improvising an introduction of the two teams on the PA system. On the other side of the table, away from Kate, is Maricar standing in front as team captain of the defeated ABM bench cheerers. She has a black knapsack on her back, with the print of the negative image of a lion’s head with a huge white cross overlapping it. “Gadon of ABM 12 is the undisputed Queen of track,” Mr. Romero commentates, “but Policarpio of STEM 12 is proving to be a force to rec

His hand stops from reaching for one of the files that are strewn across the table. ‘Don’t tell me you're fucking withholding shit from me again.’ I growl through the link. Kash shakes his head. ‘No, I may have imagined it. Besides finding out who Isa’s mate is, I think we’re all riding on a wave of bad luck.’ He replies, before turning back to the papers. “Right, so who does the final team consist of?” I reach for the file I’ve compiled, knowing he’s done with that conversation. “Kash Donovan, Ragnar Vilkas, Jeremiah Vilkas and Adonis Lane. We keep it small; we move faster and inconspicuously.”

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We still had the game tonight to prepare for, and there is a likely battle to follow. We wore our armor made to resemble dance squad uniforms. Our swords were strapped to our backs with other knives strapped in concealed places, ready to fight. We knew Kamari wouldn’t be here tonight since Shay mentioned she would need a few days of rest to recoup from what happened. With one fighter down, we would have to reform the lines. I was running through how we would do this when we approached the girls of the squad in a huddle. I grabbed Soiree’s shoulder, pulling her back to see what everyone looked at. I found Kamari with eyes gleaming, standing in the middle of the squad, her armor on and hair ba

Kumo, ever the showman, had brought supplies: bottles of fine champagne chilling in a large cooler, boxes of the best fast food: crispy fried chicken from a top-rated spot, golden fries, fresh salads, and savory Chinese dishes like orange beef and garlic shrimp, all arranged across a side table. “Gentlemen, ladies, we fight better on full stomachs!” Kumomoneyfx declared with a booming laugh as his team set everything up. Marcus, Leila, Sophia, Rico, and Kai couldn’t help but smile despite the tension. The rich aromas mixed with the hum of servers, creating an oddly uplifting atmosphere amid the high stakes. Leila chuckled softly while monitoring her feeds. “This is the most luxurious defense

Kamdiri said directly to Kambiri's head in other not to let other people know that they are not comfortable with the drama Ike just played, so they applied telepathy. "Yes, I did, there is nothing to be worried about, this team is ours, so anyone who is a member must obey others, no matter how powerful they are" Kambiri replied. "But these guys are not ready to obey us, what should we do about that, we have to do something," Kamdiri said. "Yeah but that's not our problem" Kambiri replied. "What? what's our problem?" Kamdiri asked. "Facing the Vanguardians is our problem, we will know what to do with them after the war" Kambiri replied while Kamdiri nods his head physically.

I said circling Kyles area and drawing arrows in brown. "Got it sounds good." "Next, Avery you are red squad. You're squad will be flanking the left side of the field over here, should we need Kyle and his squad you guys will signal for him." I said circling Averys area in red. He nodded in agreement, but said nothing." My Squad and Dominics squad will be combined, We are purple and blue squads. We will be head ing straight up the middle. My squads job is to give me a straight shot to Elstan, Dominics squad is basically my back up and he will be assisting me should I need assistance with Elstan." I said circling the center of the field in blue and purple. " My squad will be heading out into