Nightwing Base Novels & Stories

When interrogating someone, the soft ones were the easiest to crack. "Ah... Please, I'll tell you everything." The sounds of the apprehended soon followed—a series of screams, then pleas for mercy. It did not take even a minute for them to break. Afterward, a member of the Temple of War emerged, wiping blood from their hands with a piece of paper, ready to report. "My lord, we got the information. Their main base in Wyverna is at Bald Stone Ridge, and the top leader is called Zilla. As for the detailed layout of the base, it's still being drawn up."

"If we don't make changes, the gang won't be ours anymore. What's the point? You guys might be okay with following a woman, but I'm not!" The youth with the arm injury, Baldwin, stubbornly persisted. "Baldwin!" Miles gave him a warning look. Baldwin clenched his teeth, filled with resentment. After some brief first aid, they followed Miles back to their secret base. Their base was an underground bar, doubling as a casino, inaccessible to outsiders without an introduction. Odelia and Newman were there at the moment. Odelia, holding a glass of red wine, watched the dancing crowd with a bored expression. The bar's door suddenly burst open, and Miles, Silvester, and the others limped in, visibly

It had to be Ashton who did it—someone Fredrick trusted—so there would be no doubt about our intentions. Ashton carefully placed the blindfold over Linus’s eyes, and the rest of the drive fell into silence. There was nothing left to say, nothing more to explain. Now, it was all about what would happen once we reached our destination. As we finally arrived at the base, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief wash over me. We drove into the underground garage, and the design immediately reminded me of my own bunker. It was smart—tactical. The base sat right at the border between Kavistan and Nerania, but from the surface, all you could see was an endless stretch of barren land. Everything t

After everyone exchanged clothes and cars, they went their separate ways, Luna’s team returned to where they came from with the normal-looking car and the team that exchanged with them went past the road opposite the military car Damien and Luna got on before. The enemy’s base was actually at the farthest part of the capital city, in the rural areas, so they arrived after a 30 minutes drive. Meanwhile, the place was not much developed, but it was a beautiful landscape whether at night time or in the morning. It was not too silent and not too noisy, a few people walked from here to there and some people were curiously watching them. Damien walked closer to Luna but he made sure that all sides

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” The base came into sharper focus—a hulking, metallic structure built atop a series of submerged pylons. Bright floodlights illuminated the exterior, cutting through the darkness and casting long, eerie shadows across the water. “Looks heavily guarded,” Sage said, her sharp eyes scanning the perimeter. “Standard patrols,” Damian replied, his voice steady. “We stick to the blind spots and stay out of sight.” The boat slowed as they approached the underside of the base. Damian killed the engine, letting the boat drift silently toward a maintenance hatch partially submerged in the water.

“You’re talking about a war. In the middle of New York.” I leaned back in the chair, smirk cutting sharp. “Yeah. I am.” The plan wasn’t complicated. Complicated gets you killed. Step one: shake the tree. Step two: watch who falls out. We picked a warehouse by the docks, one I knew was being used for black market trades. Nothing flashy, nothing that would hit the headlines too loud. But I knew if Base Two was sniffing around the city, they’d have ears in a place like that. By nightfall, we were moving.

let's just say I don't have anything better to do. The world outside the underground base is in complete turmoil. Only a few troops of soldiers has the authority to face the upper ground. Others are prohibited to even step above the measurement given based on the best defence to avoid the forces flying aircraft. This base is called The Red Leaf. It is a modern base with complete necessities for the people living here. The buildings here are mostly stacked white boxes to represents the house. If you walk around the roofs, you can probably see the red lines forming little boxes in the air. These were the newest version of internet connections to replace the satellite. They are harmless so you

I whisper. "Averrius Base B. My brother is here today" he casually reply while unfastening my seatbelt. I frown and slowly look at him. "Averrius Base B? What does it mean?" I confusingly ask. I didn't know what does Averrius Base B means. Is that some kind of a code name to their hideouts? Perhaps it is. Sain reach my creased forehead and massage it carefully. "Stop creasing your forehead" he utter. "This is one of the main Base of Averrius Crime. The organization of my brother" he explain.

Nathan's eyes glowed with a mysterious intensity, and a chill surrounded him. With a touch of annoyance, he said, "You simply left a message and disappeared. Isn't that a bit rude? Can you at least give me an explanation?" Suzanne found herself in a tight spot. She couldn't spill the beans about being a possible Nightshade spy. Norvania's military base specialized in producing weapons and housed a highly confidential armory. Being a spy, Suzanne knew she couldn't linger at the military base.

It was called Dawnlight, a place run by Joshua's nemesis, Shawn Week. I sat outside the base's entrance instead of lining up, but the volunteers still gave me hot water and warm clothes. Sure, it wasn't as fancy as the ones metahumans had, but it could help regular people fend off the cold, even if just a little. The volunteers saw me looking at the base, and they kindly said, "We treat even regular people nicely. You have nothing to worry about." "I know. I'm waiting for someone." A group of off-road vehicles came rushing toward the entrance, but they stopped for a check as per protocol. I went toward the second car.