Rogue Systems Novels & Stories

"That's... you built an entirely separate infrastructure. Parallel to everything else. Redundant systems that don't touch the main network." Rowan's voice was quiet, almost gentle. "You disrupted Matteo's infrastructure. The Syndicate's official systems, the ones everyone knows about and relies on." He tapped the screen once, accessing something deeper. "But you didn't touch ours." I added softly, meeting the rogue's gaze, "The Kings don't connect to systems we don't control. We learned that lesson a long time ago." The rogue's confidence finally cracked not shattering, but definitely fracturing, small fissures appearing in the professional mask he'd maintained.

This is like a mob visit. "You wish you could handle me. Besides, I don't like weak, frail, and disgusting old men. They don't have enough backbone for a ROGUE like me! " I growl, my grey blue eyes glowing with purple flakes. I yelled through the door. I knew challenging his manhood and telling him I was a rogue knocking on his packhouse door would draw him out. Stupid Alpha.

“Soon.” *** The rogue park, as their pack was fondly called, is just as the name implies. They have been the outcasts of their packs, left to suffer a terrible end in the woods, but fate has managed to bring them together. Of them all, Kane was the largest, standing at 6’3 ft., and his wolf was the largest among them all and feral, so he naturally became the Alpha. To humans, they were known as rogue mafias, one of the deadliest underground movements in the United States, and they specialized in the sale of weapons and arms.

A Rogue. A Rogue is a werewolf without a pack. They often kill any werewolf they encounter; may it be a member of a pack or a similar rogue, like them. They are vicious plunderers. And that same vicious plunderer is right in front of me, deviously smiling. “Others cannot dodge my attack so easily like that. You’re quite good, pup.” He praised me, but I don’t feel good that he did so at all. I’m scared. “W-who are you, Mister?” I tried to sound brave, but aside from stuttering, my voice also cracked.

Ray said with me nodding my head. “ Why are they so strong?” Ray asked as I shifted in my seat. My hands knitted into each other. “ When I was going through some documents and reports in our system I realized that the rogues have come together. They all stay together under the rule of the Rogue king. We are not winning these attacks because we are divided as packs while they have come to create one large pack thus they have the numbers compared to any individual pack.” I finished off, all heads nodding.

I said trying to end this call with my mother. I needed to find out what was going on with the sudden random rogue attacks. So far I've heard it was a small number of rogues attacks maybe twenty-plus rogue wolves, From the intel we’ve received, they seem to be excellent fighters. Some alpha’s even think they were being trained, which was unusual. Rogues tend to be mindless bloodlust beast that thrive on the most basic elements of their wolves, which is to hunt and kill everything within sight. So regardless of my mother's confidence, I can't let our ego make it the reason we lose any of our pack members, for being overly cocky. We can't take these attacks for granted and be unprepared.

Daniel, however, didn't hear the explanation I gave Alpha Michael, so he still seems happy with my simple explanation for now. I look over at Alpha Michael and he nods his head, letting me know that he had seen the rogues too. I then let out a short soft huff and then start to take slow steps. I felt the moment we entered rogue territory; we have to be careful. When on our territories we can attack, kill or capture any rogue that passes that boundary with no repercussions however as soon as we step over that boundary and into their territory we have to wait for them to attack first then we are able to defend ourselves.

“Rogue werewolves…” I think my face paled a little as I remember some of the information that we had looked over in the files I retrieved from the S.D.E server. It had explained that there were two types to each species, the normals and the rogues. The normals were less of a threat as the rogues were more on the wild and feral side and only lived to fulfil their more primal instincts. I am brought out of my head as his head snaps to the side. He then hisses again as he adds,

he sighed, “Well, they were criminals…” I mumbled, “Rogues, darlings are not always criminals. My parents were rogue vampires for a while. A rogue is a person who is not in a pack or into society; it does not mean they committed a crime,” he sighed, and I squinted my eyebrows. “Are any of those guys the case?” I asked, and he took a deep breath. “No, two of them attacked a pack and killed several warriors, and the other one robbed a shop and killed the owner,” he said, and I took a deep breath.

I thought to myself wondering about the amount of boldness mixed with craziness he had to have to call himself the Rogue Alpha. Rogues were werewolves that had either been kicked out of their pack or left of their own free will to live on their own in the wild. Usually, rogues run away because they do not like their Alpha or pack. They claim to not want anyone to rule them because they listen to no one. They are in charge of themselves. When rogues meet up with other rogues they either kill them or sometimes stay together and form a mini pack. But if you were to call it a pack they would kill you because they 'don't believe in packs'.