Rwby Fallout Crossover Novels & Stories

" Malakai smirked when he thought of the answer. "We're ghosts baby." Malakai responded and Eden wanted to laugh, but she was so confused at the same time. "Huh? The fuck do you mean?" Eden said and looked up to see a mischievous glint in her boyfriend's eyes. "I have someone, a hacker, his name is Rhys. He'd remove everyone's DNA, their information and everything there is about them off the systems of the world. When you joined the agency, he did the same. In short, we don't exist little one." Malakai said and Eden's eyes widened. She never knew the extent to which Malakai could go.

The thundering explosion and a shrilling roar that stood out among the deep roars of the phantoms stopped Alpha Dylan from mounting his griffin. On instinct, his eyes found the source of the commotion. Alpha Cameron and the young alpha emerged from their tents while the werewolves and griffins shifted their attention to the ongoing battle between the vagabond and the abominations. “No!” Alpha Dylan could not contain his scream when he saw a small figure freefalling from the clash of bright red and black flames. It was at this moment that Alpha Dylan had an epiphany. Despite the blocked bond, he felt it for a split second.

The annual Crest Pack Harvest Festival had been in full swing, the scent of roasted meats and wood smoke filling the air as wolves from neighboring packs confluence at Crest pack in celebration. Lyra had been wandering through the crowd, her heart light as feather, her family close by, when she first caught his scent—a mix of pine and leather, a smell that seemed to wrap around her senses like ribbons on a box, filling in the right places. Mason had towered over everyone at the festival, his presence commanding attention without slimmest of effort. Tall, lean, but muscular, with sharp green eyes that had immediately locked onto hers. Everything ladies dream and now Lyra's soon to be reality.

“Buzzer, I like you, but I will shoot you in the fucking head if you refer to her as pussy one more time. She wasn’t planted on me. I knew she was Trip’s sister when I pursued her and since then, I’ve seen Trip once, at the annual biker run and my affiliation with Bandit is none of your fucking business. I have the same affiliation with almost every MC in the state, so fuck you and your assumptions.” “We’re not affiliated with the Reapers, despite who Wrath fucks. We’re friendly with Trip, just like we’re friendly with you,” Nitro said. “We want a new alliance. We want back in on the runs and we want a cut from the Stalker territory,” Mutt said.

Crystal whispered, “you’ll fall surrounded by people who once smiled at you.” She finished her drink and stood. Plans were already forming. And Mara— Mara would be the spark inside Red Claw. Crystal touched the window lightly. “This time,” she said quietly, “we burn her slowly.”

ADAM We arrived in Rayuwa five days after I received the call from my mother. The weather had a lot to do with the delay. We realised that Rayuwa was better than how we left it. I was glad the deity took our bargain seriously, and my stomach began to churn, realising we would soon have to sacrifice innocent virgins to fulfil our end of the bargain. I began to wonder when the bloodshed would end.

Ramon agreed, wrapping his arm around his mate’s waist. The Mate Bond Brawl was over. The shadows had been vanquished. And in their place, a legacy was born. The legacy of the Lunar Ailura and the Vampire Lord. A new era had begun.