Mileena Weapons Novels & Stories

A soft hum vibrated through the room. A new figure stepped into view— a woman this time. Tall. White coat. Hair tied back. Cold eyes. Clip-board in hand. She looked at Lena like she was a specimen, not a person. “Good. You’re awake.” Lena glared. “Who are you?” The woman smiled faintly. “Doctor Mirielle Kass. Head of Purge Stabilization Research.” The name hit Lena like ice water. “You’re the one who created the weaponized wielders.”

It was blood. " What's your name Kappa?" I asked her, and she greeted me. "Joleen Waters," she said, and I smiled at Joleen. "Have all the weapons been powered?" I asked, and she shook her head. "No, Luna we still have two thousand and eighty weapons that are not powered," she said, and I searched her eyes to see if I could trust her. She was a young Blood about my age. "Do you have moon friends?" I asked her a test quest Question, and she nodded awkwardly.

As I closed my eyes to embrace this moment, I realized that I’ve… gone this far. I opened my eyes and looked at the maids with determination. “So, what’s the training session for today about?” I’ve gone this far, so all I have to do is to continue walking the path I have chosen. “Today, we’ll be teaching you the basic shooting skills.” “Say what?” I guess it’s not really a surprise. After all, I got myself intertwined with a Mafia boss. The maids and I went to the training grounds, where I was given the proper equipment to change into. “I never really held a gun before so… this training might be a little hard for me,” I said, with a worried expression on my face. The maids reassured me with

The white witch came from inside. Mira grabbed the black bag next to her foot and walked to one of the benches in the backyard. She could feel Cohen’s eyes on her as he trained his Enforcers. Mira placed the black bag on the bench and unstrapped the strapers. The bag unrolled, revealing Mira’s melee weapons that she had been using in the past few years. Amanda knew how to operate and used guns but had a mass dislike of such a loud weapon just like Mira. “Freshly stoned,” Mira said, running her fingertips on one of the blades.

I’m ready to end this when I see a shadow fall over me. “He’s mine,” Milena says from behind me. I turn, holding Raze beneath my claws. As he struggles to breathe, realisation slowly settles in that he is, in fact, not stronger than me. She doesn’t hesitate as she slams her foot against his skull. “This is for everyone you have ever hurt,” she whispers before she opens his mouth and shoves one of the small explosives in his mouth. I watch as she grabs his hair and begins taping his mouth shut as he struggles to spit it out.

She’s a decent shot but she’s never been good with confrontation or hand-to-hand combat. “He’s not going to move; you just killed two of his men for no reason. I’d be thanking the Master that you're still able to breathe at all.” I say calmly as I tuck the gun into the waistband of my jeans. Dutton is right behind me and slowly hands me my large knife. It's way too large for me, but it will do the job of making Mila scream. She’s the only redhead to come out of the Academy in my year so I would have known who she was even if her skills hadn’t given her away.

What Michelle thought was, maybe she would never be able to keep up with Alexis even though she was younger than him. "Looks like you'll get bored if I give you close combat training continuously. Come with me," said Reinhard who stepped into the warehouse followed by Mikaela who walked a few steps behind him. Reinhard took out two sub-machine-gun-type weapons. More specifically the Mini-Uzi, an automatic weapon that is comfortable to hold in one hand. Michelle accepted it after Reinhard confirmed that the bullet was loaded and the safety was removed.

She believed the only reason her brother didn't wear armor was so he wouldn't match her, and she was right. Mileera watched the smiling Baal as he gave them the final orders. She was the shortest of the group, being 6'4" tall. She was wearing a black cloak with a black one piece outfit underneath. Her white hair had been shaven the day before. She enjoyed the act of cutting her hair before a battle, with this time making her particularly anxious due to how long it's been since her last battle. She couldn't help tapping her foot in anticipation. She was overjoyed to hear that they would be attacking immediately.

The moonlight that streamed into the room cast a glow on the pen gun she held in her hand. "Do you think you can protect yourself with that pen alone?" Nathan asked. Mila tried to pull her hand away to hide the weapon. The pen Nathan was referring to was actually a finely crafted weapon Mila had designed three years ago that was both powerful and inconspicuous. She struggled for a moment until Nathan slowly freed her mouth. After taking a deep breath, she exclaimed, "You're the one who's out of your mind! Why did you show up like this? Did you realize you nearly—"

She fisted her hand harder until her knuckles turned white and glared at him, searching for an explanation but only facing a dark wall. Stephen stepped forward after Akyl nodded in his direction. He unchained Milene from the iron chair and actioned a button from the control panel at the far end of the room. An iron bed was deployed at the center of the room from the ceiling and landed with a harsh noise on the floor. Stephen placed Milene on it, who was barely keeping consciousness. He again chained her to the bed, her head looking at the ceiling. He put straps that kept her feet from relaxing and brought forth a trail with various weapons. A whip, a stun gun, gasoline, acid, hunting knives,