Mo Ri The Rebel の小説・ストーリー

Zayne snarled, gripping the hilt of the dagger like it was Pyro's neck he was squeezing. "The rebels aren't a group of sane men, Zayne. We're all mad. Only a madman can stand against the parliamentarians." Pyro chuckled, but it was more psychotic than humorous. "To join the rebels, you must be mad, and what other way to show your madness than to hurt your mate and the moon child. Just one swipe to the dagger, and you'll be part of us, the rebels."

“Crusher sends his greetings.” The last shot hit Rebel right at the base of the spine, leaving him alive, but not able to move even one inch. The men contemplated him, prone and helpless on the ground, his golden eyes huge in his face, then they shrugged and turned around. “I’m not risking another shot being heard,” the blond one said to his friend, then glanced down at Rebel. “See you in hell, asshole.” “That’ll be way sooner than you think,” Rebel slurred. “When my boys find out what you’ve done here, they’ll come for you, motherfuckers. They’ll come for all of you.”

a deep voice rumbles. The safe room door shudders as a hand presses against the hidden seam. I stumble back, shaking, pulse roaring in my ears. Every instinct screams hide, run, don’t let them see you. Then… “Rebel,” a voice calls. My name hits me like a physical blow, and I clamp a hand over my mouth to keep from making a sound. I don’t recognize the voice but something inside me reacts anyway. My wolf lifts her head, ears pricked, attention snapping forward.

Not yet. “What’s on your mind?” Roshan’s voice pulled me from my thoughts. “Nothing,” I said automatically. Then, after a pause, “Do you have any idea who this rebel leader is?” “I don’t know,” he replied. “Didn’t they say his name was Jonathan?” “Yeah, I heard that,” I said slowly. “But it doesn’t ring any bell. For someone to lead a rebellion, he must know how to fight. That usually means a high-ranking soldier or general… but I can’t recall anyone by that name.”

Too many. All of the Redwood Wolves, including their alpha and Luna, are surrounded by them. The satisfaction in Roower's eyes is indescribable. He has spent years waiting for this exact moment, to destroy Connor and everyone in his former pack, and finally, the day has come. Carrie stifles her shock with her hands. When did this happen? She has been keeping a close watch on all of his movements these past months. When did he gather all these renegades? Is Carla part of the same plan?

The whole town had been destroyed by the betrayal, resulting in so much fighting that this delicate fourteen-year-old girl was the only survivor left from the little village on the mountain. The young girl sits hunched over her small wooden desk, devoid of all materials but those she brought with her, as she works with nothing but candle flame to drive away the darkness in the small, dank cabin that smelled of dirt and drying blood. This is where the girl made her name as the messenger of the Covenant.

Compact and slanted, written quickly on a strip of paper that would not survive contact with water. Rebellion ready. Avery has forces positioned outside. Need three more weeks. Keep Sierra alive through semi-finals. The final fight is our window. Below that: Phoenix. Three weeks. Three more fights between now and the window the rebellion had spent years building toward. An eternity measured in the number of things that could go wrong between a Tuesday afternoon in a cell block and the moment everything either worked or it did not. Ryder read the note once more, then worked it between his fingers until nothing remained that could be read, and let the pieces fall.

These boys were taught how to handle firearms and were being prepared to combat the government. During the assault led by Hunter and the Astral Guardian on the rebel base, a fierce battle erupted between their forces and the combined strength of the rebels and rogues. Some rebels perished, as they refused to surrender. Despite Hunter's reluctance to see bloodshed, he had no choice since negotiations with the rebels were impossible. One of the rebel leaders was killed in the clash. Meanwhile, the rogues involved in the group resisted capture and left Hunter and his team no alternative but to neutralize them. While some rogues managed to escape and remain in hiding, among the rebels, one fled