Night Squad Novels & Stories

POV: Jax I mobilize the moment Theo's call comes through. Four wolves. My best. Marcus, Talia, Wren, and Kade. All former military. All trained for extraction operations. All loyal to Shadow Peak and the alliance. Civilian clothes. Unmarked SUV. Weapons concealed but accessible. We look like a corporate security team. Forgettable. Professional. Perfect cover. The drive to Seattle takes eight hours. I push the speed limit but don't break it. Can't risk getting pulled over with this much firepower in the vehicle.

Ace looked at us from his shoulder, maybe expecting an answer. “Sure. Just send us the details,” I answered. Ace sighed and placed his hands on his pockets. Huh, disappointed? “Are we even on your contacts?” Marco asked and Josaiah slapped his head. I laughed. I guess it’s true. Since we don’t even see each other that much, that’s already a given that we don’t have contact with each other. Each squad has their own tent at camp with a 3D computer where they contact other squads. They can also observe what the nano cameras on our uniforms are seeing, somehow like a surveillance camera.

“Repeat.” Terror snakes through my blood when the dispatcher says the same numbers, her voice crackling in my ear. I drop the radio and jump off the truck, a shout waiting in my throat, but an ashen Nicholas is already running toward the truck, cell phone in hand, along with several other firemen. “Dasha,” he rasps, battling his way into the truck and strapping into the passenger seat. “Please, God, no…” I block out everything as I climb into the driver’s seat and start the engine. Waiting for our full squad to get in the truck almost kills me, but in reality it only takes twenty or so seconds and then we’re speeding toward Nicholas’s apartment building, the siren screaming in my head.

On the laptop’s dead screen, a status string ghosted and vanished: DRONE 1 — SAFE DITCH // DRONE 2 — SAFE DITCH // DRONE 3 — RETURN TO SHELF // DRONE 4 — RETURN TO SHELF TOPSIDE — EASTBOUND LANES A rookie constable in the surviving lead car sobbed once into a sleeve slick with coolant and ash, then forced his hands to stop shaking long enough to key his radio. “Unit Two-Ten on Harbour Bridge—multiple down—repeat—multiple down. Officer needs assistance. Bus compromised. Suspects… suspects—”

It began to rainstorm as they journeyed on the quiet road. "Can you move faster please?" "I'm sorry I can't, I told you the road is eroded" he said driving as slowly as ever "Besides looking at the weather, it's dangerous" Thirty minutes later, they were still on the road. She almost began to cry. "Be patient doll, we are almost there" She was feeling sleepy but dared not sleep in a stranger's vehicle. She was already dozing when she heard "We are there now" he parked in front of a dimly lit house.

But worries was still visible in my voice. "He already know--" I heard gunshots in the other line. My eyes widened, I heard noises, screams and gunshots. "Nate, what's happening?" "He already know the you are alive!" Even he did not spout a name, I know who is he talking about. I massage my temple, The car started to move. The twelfth leader of Thanatos, the Phantom is now aware of my existence.

“I can’t dream of such a thing.” Beyond the lip, something growled and snorted. August motioned them back. “If they come at us they won’t be able to fit in the tunnel. That’s why they sent a young’un with the burial squad.” He closed his eyes as the growls grew louder. August quickly prayed not to die in such a place. He also vowed that if he saw the surface, he’d run away from the Legion. Even death by the Picts would be better than this fate.

An officer entered the office, it was close to midnight, many of the guards would begin their rounds from King Cross to streets bordering the Thames, in the last nights, these men were accompanied by guard dogs, but always the man was more As smart as they were, some women left them alive but severely face marks, when questioning those women, they did not remember the face, since it was always covered with a ski-mountaineer to cover themselves from the cold of the London fog. Detective Macmillan, sir, we have made our rounds, the streets are in complete calm, only a fight of drunks who were leaving the brothel, they were not taken to jail since they both belong to the crown guard- the watchm

"What are you doing?" "I'm using this app to find his location. Since you two are friends on it, it'll show his avatar in his last location. I found it. Let's go." He led her to the car in a rush and as he pulled out of the parking lot, he called the police. "There is a gang of men beating a young man in an alley where first and eighth meet." "Assistance will arrive in five minutes. Stay a safe distance away and do not engage." Rhee Min-Jun hung up, "Stay away?" he muttered. Knowing her, that's not likely.

' she annouced as she got in through the front door, a huge smile plastered on her face. 'Noisy is in the building everyone!' Shane announced from the place he was seated playing video games. Her Dad, strict faced sat waiting for her in the living room. 'Dad!' she was startled. Usually by this time he was always in his study. 'What happened in Super hero high?' he asked. Suzanne couldn't help smiling. So he was interested in her day! Wao! 'Today, I was placed in Squad 10 along with Ryan, Ethan and Andrew! Guess what, Dad?! Silverstin is our CIN, he's kinda annoying though.'