Mha Vigilante Oc Novels & Stories

****TRIGGER WARNING This chapter contains possibly triggering aspects, please be mindful of your own mental health before reading**** By the time they finished visiting the last of the Bura facilities Vic was so exhausted the steady rocking motion of the car was making her eyelids heavy. As her body began to relax back into the seat she was jerked from her impending slumber when Rowan kicked the bottom of her foot, “stay awake,” he barked and Vic rolled her eyes as she sat up, folding her arms over her chest. Volkov had insisted that Vic ride back with Rowan, Max, and Rocco alone and while she wasn’t opposed to the situation the seating arrangements had left her with Rowan and Max sitting di

But before she could move, Hal threw his hands up and begged, "Please, ma'am! I'm so sorry! I'll talk! Just give me a chance! Please!" He really did not want to give in, but Moxxi's punches simply hit that hard! "What a bother!" Moxxi rolled her eyes. "Couldn't you do that earlier?! Go on, what was it you're planning?" Hal then confessed, "Just recently, I had this surprise tip that the tombs of Shagan are filled with goodies! But rumor also has it that there's a big shot acting as a vigilante and maintaining order, so I didn't dare to get involved personally and sent others instead."

Seeing that Robert had been loaded into the police car, Selina turned her gaze and noticed the policewoman's words. “What did you say?” The police officer usually is very short-tempered, but she tries her best to be patient today. If it weren't for Selina's clothes covered in blood, she would have been angry a long time ago. "Hebe, did you get the information?" A deep male voice rang out. The policewoman named Hebe immediately smiled brightly, "Captain Wolfgang." When Selina heard the name "Wolfgang" she had an unusual reaction "Wolf walking?"

She'd found her opening-a way to get noticed that wouldn't seem calculated or obvious. She pulled out her phone and composed a carefully worded message: *Made contact with primary location. Establishing foundation as discussed. Will continue observation and positioning. Timeline on track. She sent it to the encrypted number Dante had given her, then deleted the message from her phone. The Shadow Wolves were waiting for her signal. When Kael's engagement fell apart, when the alliance crumbled, when he was at his most vulnerable-that's when they'd strike. Sera lay in bed, staring at Marcus's photo on her nightstand.

They did an extremely thorough job and after a hands-on search, a metal detector was run over our bodies. “I’ll stop the fight if someone taps out or goes unconscious,” Xavier said exactly as I’d been warned every challenge. I looked at Matteo and he spoke before I did. “No one will tap out.”

,Linda growls. "Your going to die you hoebag",Mia glares at her. Linda smirks smugly as she aims at Mia and Derek's eyes go black. "You will die first bitch",she pulls the trigger and I hear a gust of air as Mitch vampire speeds Hannah away and Lucas follows. A warrior lept in front of Mia taking the hit to the shoulder and crashing to the floor. Mia cries out in fear and rushes to help him. Derek shifts and I follow but looking up from the mess Linda is gone and so is her men.

The mark glowed, and Viggo, Arlo, and Scarlett could all clearly see it. "What is that mark?" mumbled Scarlett. Arlo furrowed his brow, not knowing the answer to Scarlett's question. But Viggo immediately realized it. "The Solstice Howlers werewolf group," Viggo said, then he looked at Xavier. Xavier rolled down his sleeve again and gazed intently at Viggo. They exchanged glances. "Solstice Howlers? What's that?" Scarlett asked Arlo, but he just shook his head.

The sound echoed with a sickening thud. Jomari and the other officer stared, visibly shaken—almost traumatized—by what they had just witnessed. The two policemen were now on the floor, stunned and defeated. One tried to flee, but suddenly froze in fear. Someone had silently appeared behind him, a wooden arnis stick pressed tightly against his neck. “Looks like we missed all the fun,” Mavis said dryly as he entered the scene, eyeing the unconscious Valencia and the terror-struck officers. At the Martinez Mansion

" My red eyes were fixed on him, demanding an answer. “Who are you?” He held up a badge. It was not a police badge. “Detective Elijah Monroe. I lead a quiet team sponsored by... let’s call it a very high confidential official who believes werewolves are a rising threat to the human race.” He stepped closer, lowering his voice. “You’re not crazy. You were attacked by them, weren’t you?” I didn’t answer. My jaw clenched, as I looked back at Marcus. “You're not the first victim. But you and him might be the first survivors who can help us take them down.”

She sat and spoke at once. “I will make this brief,” she said. “There is one thing I hate more than anything: thieves. You are paid well, for Pete’s sake. Last Wednesday, someone stole my diamond wristwatch. I have the person on CCTV. I hoped she would return it. Today is Monday, and nothing. I will give her one last chance to explain herself now. Maybe she has a reason. If not, I will play the footage.” People looked at one another. No one stood up.