Rebellion The 100 Novels & Stories

“That will kill you.” He looks at me — really looks — and for a moment I see peace in his expression. “Maybe it’s time something ended.” “Axel, please—” But before I can reach him, the ground trembles. The sky splits open. And from the center of the ruins, a voice rises — cold, mechanical, familiar. > “Reboot complete.” I grab his arm, the wind tearing around us. “What’s happening?” He stares into the light ahead. “The world just remembered us.”

I just stared at him, unable to say anything. He introduced himself to me and after a very lengthy conversation I learnt that he was the leader of the group he called 'the Rebel'; That their planet had been taken over by The Force, a group that overthrew the government, killed almost everyone of them with supernatural abilities that refused to work for them and enslaved other citizens. The Rebel was formed to identify those with powers and bring them such that when their numbers grew big they would rise up against the Force and reclaim their land.

"Good boy. Now you're going to meet my friends and I'd like it if you got along so please make an effort." "I will, I promise!" "So, the tall scary guy is Marcus, the ginger guy is Thomas, and the guy with tattoos is Lucas. Lucas has a permanent sub, he's called Joey. He's the only short person there so you'll know who he is." "So scary is Marcus, ginger is Thomas, tattoos is Lucas and short is Joey?" "Yes, you have to be respectful to Marcus, Lucas, and Thomas because they are dominants but you can be more relaxed around Joey. Marcus is especially strict and will want you to be perfect," Nathan tells me seriously and I nod.

It sounds like she has been to hell and back over the years, the least she deserves now is to live in relative peace. The rebellion. We always thought a group of rogues had formed a dysfunctional pack of sorts, and they were then ones trading women and weapons with notoriously abusive Alphas. Finding out this rebellion has been active for generations and was formed by humans was a concerning. The fact they have recruited members from the races they seek to annihilate was downright astounding. Now that we are in possession of all the facts, it makes sense that Kendrick is part of this rebellion and explains how he has gotten away with so much and for so long.

Why is it so hard for normal people to even defend themselves? [I know right! When she threatened her to stop the stream, I thought it would end like this!] [Just because they’ve got a little cash, they think they’re untouchable!] Seeing the wave of indignation, Mira shifted gears to show her true intent—making money. “There are already a hundred and fifty thousand of you here with me. If each of you could donate something to me, it would give me the strength to keep fighting these corrupt elites!” However, no matter how desperately she pleaded, not a single cent came through.

"In Ark One, kill everyone living below Level Three, and in Ark Three, everyone above the third floor. Anyone who resists, kill them. Anyone who joins us will be protected. "Wipe these damn tyrants out." The moment Hayley finished speaking, the leadership compounds across the three bases were breached. For years, the ordinary residents had lived under oppression. Now, the rebellion had begun. When they heard the slogans spreading through the chaos, more and more people picked up weapons. In Ark Two, Leena charged forward as a fire orb burned in her palms. "Ruth," she shouted, her voice shaking with fury, "I'm avenging you today!"

“You’ve already defied him. If you stand with us now, you become the face of this. And when it begins… there’s no turning back.” I looked around the room at the others. Warriors with calloused hands. Mothers with steel in their eyes. Children growing up without sunlight, yet still hopeful. I thought of my mother. Of Seraphine’s legacy. And of the Alpha’s promise to wipe my people out if I didn’t obey. “I’m done running,” I said. “I’m done hiding. If we don’t fight now, we die in chains.” Mira placed a hand on my shoulder. “Then the rebellion has its leader.”

I say to them and Rebel just nods her head at what I’m saying. “Ok, you leave and you stay in touch with me. I will be heading out with the Mother’s Revenge to find the underground auctions and to find her. The problem we have is she may not even be in the country. I have called in the help of other clubs around the world and the DeAngelis’s will do the same. Go, Melody will be looked after here. No harm will come to her.” Rebel says, and I stand up and turn to walk to the door. “Oh and Outlaw, I want Felicity and the president of the Sons Of Hades alive. I have big plans for them. So don’t disappoint me.” Rebel says, and I smirk at her.

Where are you? Then she saw a blur of movement up ahead. Hiding behind a thick tree, she watched what was going on. And there, in a small clearing, was Daniel standing and talking with Kael-the rogue leader of the Dark Moon pack. Sophia's stomach was roiling with anxiety at every word that fell. You sure this will work?" Daniel asked, low. "I don't want to hurt Sophia." Kael laughed, the cruel sound running chills down Sophia's spine. "We'll crush the Rivers pack with your help. They'll never see it coming."

Ping. Jax leaned back in his chair, a dark chuckle rumbling in his chest as the screen began to rapidly populate with incoming, secure data streams. The independent packs weren't just allied; they were fiercely loyal to the old ways, and they were ready to rally. The first of many had just answered the call. "The High Council has absolutely no idea what's coming for them," Fennigan rumbled, the sheer, unstoppable momentum of the rebellion solidifying in the room. He gave his Beta a single, resolute nod. The war was officially on.