Madness Combat Agent Novels & Stories

I double-checked and rechecked the list with Tank as every bit of equipment we have is vital for this type of training, especially when you're fighting the elements up in the mountains. I laugh as Maddog yells " Yeah, let's do this." Maddox Lennox, age twenty-nine, nickname Madog, for apparent reasons hes ex-army special forces and hes also my IT expert he now works for swift security. You guessed it. He's the crazy one of the group, Madog he likes a challenge and the crazier, the better. Anyway, that's my two guys in the team.

I powered up my bot, ready to showcase my dynamic anthropomorphic design… And it exploded. The blast tore through me, leaving me critically injured, and I was rushed to the ICU. With me out of the picture, Adrian sailed to victory with two million in prize money, a personal mentorship under a legendary scientist, and a golden future laid out before him. Meanwhile, I lay in a hospital bed, clinging to life. Then came the final blow: the competition staff announced that my robot contained large amounts of flammable and explosive materials, implying I had planned to sabotage the event and had blown myself up in the process.

The two roll in the dirt, coming back up in wolf form, snarling and biting at each other. Reality seeps in when Bill howls at me and I startle, coming back to reality and break for the woods. The second I get close I hear a whimpering behind me and Cassie steps in front of me, her eyes wild. “You turned him against me.” Her eyes are raw from tears and her face is splattered with blood. “Fuck the money. I’m going to fuck you up.” She growls, lunging forward. I side step her, throwing my leg out and tripping her. She stumbles to her knees with an annoyed growl before popping back up as we circle each other. I may be getting better, but one-on-one combat is by far my weakest.

“I only drink napalm in the morning… and nails give me reflux. I prefer snacking on drill bits.” “Har-dee-har. Funny man.” After folding her arms, she shoved her hands in her back pockets. He made her nervous. Interesting. Gage knew that MSD agents could be an intimidating lot—their alpha energy and tactical intensity was hard to miss in ordinarily sedate diplomatic circles. MSD teams rolled in to deal with violence and chaos and didn’t always play nice. He also acknowledged the spark of attraction. It was the first time he’d felt the pull in the field, and it didn’t mean he would act on the chemistry. Gage would strive to do the opposite.

TASHA “Get up!” the head of the combatant ordered me when he arrived at my cell. He was followed by some of the warriors of the pack and three older men dressed in a medieval type of clothing. It was the first time that they appeared inside the packhouse. They started cuffing my hands together and suspending my wrist to a hook in the ceiling. Instantly, it restricted my movement because my feet could barely touch the ground. He entered my cell with a braided, long whip on his hand. Right there and then, I knew that they would put me in a torment just like what they did to Ava.

he roared once more after the unseen force doubled in might. The sickly man found himself kissing the rubbles below as he was totally incapacitated in a faced down spread-eagled position. His shouts were now finally muffled by the debris that was presented at his gaping mouth. “Is there a way to silence him, Madame Ais? But I don’t want him to die. I just want for him to allow us to enter the sect and perhaps let us become Prime disciples he said earlier.” Maru asked the system. “Affirmative, Maru. The system has a mind control drug that could subdue any being below a level 10 cultivator.” Madame Ais answered.

She now looked more like the old hag I'd just sent to hell than her former self. A glowing mirror materialized in my hand and held it up for her to see once her screams were at an end. I'd made sure she felt every tear and mending of her skin and bones. Her screams only got louder once she saw her new appearance and I felt a touch of madness in her mind. You're not gonna escape that way. I want you completely aware of everything that's about to happen to you.

My father always said that the wilderness lives in me, bringing storms and raging winds through my skin for the world to feel. So I become the wilderness itself. I gather all my strength, all the storms inside me, all the blizzards and wind. The feel of power rise in me, energy filling my body once again. I jump to my feet, ignoring the crushing pain in my left thigh and brace myself for what I am about to do. I will most likely get instantly killed by this fucker, but it's better than all of this shit. And well, I do a lot of stupid shit when I'm angry. So, going against all my instincts, I bare my teeth, push myself forward and jump on blue eyed monster to rip his throat out.

Miral cursed. `Everyone's asshole` "Oye lady don! What happened?" Aditya was shocked to hear Miral cuss. "My father has got some severe injury in his head and that's why maybe his brain isn't functioning properly," Miral growled. "Is that Miral Chandravanshi, speaking against her father, the great Raghuveer Chandravanshi?" Aditya taunted. "Yes. Because he thinks he can do anything, but he can't," Miral retorted.

But what if I put in my pure vigor too? "What?!" "Impossible!" The Talnamese around them all astonished, but they soon saw the thick red pure vigor shrouding them from every direction. It was Frank's Death Eater, using their offensive vigor to pervade their combat ward. "Argh!" One of the Talnamese collapsed on his knees soon enough, clutching his head. The second followed in under two seconds, and then a third… Like a chain reaction, every Talnamese casting the combat ward collapsed to the floor, their eyes beet red and their faces contorting with madness.