Renegades の小説・ストーリー

Their child, born into a world free from the rogue threat, would grow up knowing the sacrifices made by their parents and the importance of unity and strength. troubling reports of increased rogue activity near our borders. They have grown bolder and more aggressive, posing a threat not only to our packs but to the entire region." A hushed murmur spread through the room, as the gravity of the situation sank in. Rogue werewolves were individuals who had either been banished or had chosen to live outside the structured hierarchy of packs. They were known for their lawlessness and unpredictability, often causing harm to innocent humans and supernatural beings alike.

****Two weeks later**** I was already made the underboss by my father. I was in charge of all our illegal businesses,casinos. I and my dad went to visit a casino owned by the fallen angels(the Marcello's). I was wearing my all black suit,same as my dad. We were given seats and we started to gamble We staked a million dollars and won the first round. Our opponents stood up and left angrily while another came to sit with us. Immediately they saw my face,their facial expression changed. I could see the horror in their eyes.

“And of course, you don’t want to mark me because you don’t want to take your throne back.” “I don’t know what I want to do yet. I have no support. No army. It’s not that easy.” “What about these rogues Monty spoke about? What is a rogue anyway?” “A rogue is a packless wolf. It’s not that easy. Rogues aren’t warriors. By the time I have them trained and ready for a war, Caspian would know and we’d all be dead. Well, not you and me…we’d only wish we were dead.”

What does the term 'Rogue' mean to you? To some, it may mean a person that has been dishonest or disloyal. A person willing to go against the norm. To others, it could mean a person that's been cast out due to their savage or destructive tendencies. But to me, a rogue is just a person that has been condemned to live a life outcast from everyone else. A rogue is a person that's forced to fight for their survival on a regular and constant basis.

he said. “ But no matter how you came about. You have been and will always be wanted. By me, Nixon, the Devils. Hell, even this asshole wants you so much he married you.” Casper said, pointing to Viper. Viper nods and says “ Yep, I did. And I don’t regret it for one second.” I smile at him even though I’m losing the fight with the tears. “ Pocket, I think it is safe to say the Renegades want you too.” Goof said. I wipe my eyes “ Thank you Goof. That is sweet of you to say.” “ Just speaking the truth.” Goof said.

Saving my pack and the rebels. I grab my training gear and move to the bathroom, working out my new plan as I go through the daily motions. The first thing on the docket is getting packs to join me, sadly this is also the hardest thing on my list. I’m nothing more than a low-ranking wolf exiled from my pack for betraying them. This is why I have decided I need to travel back the way I came and seek the help of the rogues. They are the original rebels and where I technically belong with them.

I blocked her number from my phone and took my engagement ring off of my finger. There's no point in wearing this if you'll just break your promise. Then I called my Father. "Hello, who is this??" I can hear my father's regal tone. I broke down crying, "Pa-papa it's me. It's Katana." "MY PRINCESS!! Are you crying??" "Papa, thélo na páo spíti." ( I wanna go home.) "thélo na páo spíti Papa." I keep crying and begging to go home.

I never knew that this place existed in real life. Since I was young, I was locked up in an orphanage. And we aren't allowed to go out. I always wished that someone would adopt me. And that is my most regret in life. I thought I already saw rainbows and butterflies when Odin adopted me. But I was mistaken. The day he adopted me is the day my nightmare starts. I was just six years old back then when he brought me to The Ora. This is a secret criminal organization build-up of Hybrids and extraordinary beings with one mission: to destroy the world.

Jack replied. "Roger, am out." "We have to go look for them Dane." Leslie told the restless boy with her. "I'm fed up with those two. You'll have to go alone. Am heading back to the bus." Dane didn't wait to listen to her anymore as he walked by her, taking the path they had earlier taken, fumbling and cursing at the failed trip, at least to him, the expedition is a failed experience. _________________

Stark chuckled, the sound making my heart flutter then went ahead to carry the tray of bacon sandwich. “You need to eat.“ he says placing the tray on my lap. I smile shyly. “Thanks.“ My attempt at eating took time, not wanting to rush myself in fear of nausea and the neverending gaze of Stark's eyes was on me all the while. He had hardly moved as I ate, a sigh leaves his lips as he explained what a rogue was. “They are lone wolves.“ he began. “Rebels and without a pack, either kicked out or ran away from their pack to live on their own in the wild. They are usually dangerous and threats to packs.“ He exhaled loudly and pauses.