Rwby Atlas Soldier Novels & Stories

But he didn’t know that by sending her out, she will come running to me. But of course, Sin isn’t stupid enough to send her out alone. My eyes move from the woman to the three young men running behind her. One, I recognize. And his name is Atlas. Dark skin, and curly short hair, cropped on his head. He used to be a part of the Vampire Kingdom, but he managed to escape to work for Sin. And that is mainly because Sin promised him freedom to feed on whomever he wanted. Sin knew how powerful Atlas was, even though the kid looked like a loser with his lean physique and playful personality. He needed Atlas by his side to make his Kingdom stronger, so he sacrificed humans for Atlas to feed on.

He suddenly rose on his feet, "I don't really care about what you are going to say! I may not get what I have come here in the first place. But at least, I fought until the bitter end. And the last thing I wanna do before I took my last breath is to bring you in hell with me. Nothing more and nothing less." I smirked at what he said, "Atlas, you actually remind me of someone from the past. Like you, he was a very brave soldier and fought until the bitter ends. I gave him a fight that he deserved but unfortunately, he did not last five minutes. If there is one compliment that I can give you, that is how brave you are! I have never seen such a dedicate rogue like you so at least, you will die

So, they were exchanging their right hands to make a little logic Ragnar could see. "I want you to be beside him, in his kingdom as a representative of Walton Kingdom for as long as it takes for the wall to be built," Atlas said. Why was this asshole giving away such a potential warrior of his to a vampire? Who knows what goes around in that sick mind of his? "As you wish, my king," Ragnar said with a nod and I rolled my eyes. His future self would kill himself after seeing himself this obediently agreeing. Atlas and Logon shared a little look of triumph with evil intentions hidden behind that look.

It was big and it seemed heavy because two guards had to team up just to carry it. "Put it inside the baby's room and fix it, Jen. I'll go ahead," I said. I turned my back on them and walked towards the gate. I greeted the guard before I finally opened the gate. Atlas' car greeted me. He was leaning against the car's hood. His eyes are clubcard while looking up the sky. He was in a polo shirt and faded blue jeans. The only accessory in his body was his Rolex watch. While walking closer, he came clearer into view. His stubble was longer but it complimented his aristocratic nose. He became tanned that fitted his rugged physique. He's still handsome in every angle.

he said firmly. Giggling happily I shoved Axel's arm and he chuckled. “Get in the back seat and I can take you both directly to where he is,” he said firmly. “That is great but let me warn you. Do not touch my brother Atlas, he is half-elf but also a reaper of death and can kill with a simple touch or brush against him,” Ryder warned, eyeing the other man. “Don't listen to him, my touch won't harm either of you,” the man called Atlas snapped and glared at his brother. Watching them both climb into the back seat of our SUV I side-eyed Axel.

The rest of you—units of ten—sweep through the pack lands and round up any remaining rogues. The order reverberates through me. Around us, the surviving wolves shift back to regroup, their bodies panting and slick with blood. I scan the battlefield, catching sight of familiar pelts among them— Medus and Zion. All massive now, towering over me even in wolf form. Atlas especially—his withers nearly reach the top of my head. He’s grown into a beast worthy of his lineage. Atlas pads over to me, his massive frame streaked with blood, his breath heavy. He lowers his head, sniffing me from head to toe, checking for injuries. His nose brushes my arm, and the hot huff of air makes me giggle despite e

The silver cuffs were too strong and thick for me to break free from. “Don’t...... look,” Wyatt choked out. From where I was sitting, I had a full view of what was happening, but I wouldn't dare look away. "Wyatt," his voice fell from my lips in a pained whisper. Atlas was going to inject Wyatt with his venom, causing a slow and painful demise. This encounter made him feel powerful and he relished in the fact that he’d, once again, outsmarted the wolf. Atlas lunged forward, plunging his fangs deep into Wyatt’s neck, just above where my mark glistened on his skin.

Zephyr's nod was almost imperceptible, but it was enough. With a gentle touch, Athena reached out, channeling her energy into the soldier. Her hands glowed with a soft, ethereal light, as if the moon itself had descended to heal him. The soldier's wounds began to close, his vitals stabilizing. Color returned to his cheeks, and his labored breathing eased.

BLADE'S POV I had been at the balcony staring at the beautiful constellations when she had walked towards the horsemen fountain which was one of my favorite artwork in the house and was also Dexter's most hated artwork. The cool breeze had swept her golden blonde hair across her face making her more enticing to my wolf. "Just stop it!" I snapped at Jordan. The fact that she wasn't terrified by the scary ten foot tall horsemen statues by the fountain made me develop an instant liking towards her.

I nervously giggled. As we watch, the hours go by and wolves are seen guarding the perimeter. I look at one screen and notice those bright silver eyes, the same silver eyes that I had caught watching me shower from in my backyard. Those eyes belong to a bigger wolf than the others. A big, black wolf with silver eyes. “Jade, who is that?” I asked. “Well I guess you wouldn’t know yet, but that’s Alpha Wyatt” Jade replied. “That’s why he’s bigger than the others” I played it off.