Samurai Oc Novels & Stories

she mutters under her breath, taking her already battered signature pink air pods and put it in her ears, she’s about putting the other in but she gets intercepted, already sensing the two huge pigs standing both beside her and behind her a sly smile graces her face. She turns back looking every bit as scary as she can get, unfortunately for the two bullies they don’t get the memo. “we could go somewhere quiet to finish this Sam; don’t you think?” asks the other reserved one to the very eager one. “oh yes we can” replied Sam, he grabs charlotte by the arm and so not subtly walks her toward the nearest bush, a lot of eyes were already looking their way, but it seems eager Sam is to blinded by

"Allow me to introduce myself, I am Alpha Oliver Ondoro. I apologize for any miscommunications upon my behalf. I am simply here for territorial purposes. If any other interpretation of my intentions were implied, I wanted to prove those false. It was great to see you again, Samantha, I have a feeling this won't be our last time meeting. But until then, I wish you luck."

Now what remained was a mindless puppet with the power of a Wind Demon General that had nothing to lose. “You are right. I guess I should worry about myself right now. Although that one over there really bugs me.” The Primogenitor responded to Chief Priest Kaka’s earlier comment with a strange expression of discomfort on her face. “Him? He’s called Samoa. Not sure if you know him. He never joined the last war against your folks. If he had, you would have all died.” Chief Priest Kaka stated with a smile, but the Primogenitor could tell that he was dead serious. She couldn’t help but wonder if that was indeed the case.

Sam replied, “I’ve heard of them, but I don’t know much about them.” “Are they in Cloudia Paragon?” “I have no idea. I’ve been practicing in seclusion the whole time.” Kayson knew he could not get more information from Sam. He smacked his head, and he came back to his senses. “What have you done to me!?” Sam’s eyes were filled with fear. He did not know why, but he had lost consciousness for a moment. Kayson asked, “Do you know Master Oclave?” Sam replied fretfully, “Of course. Master Oclave is one of the grandmasters in Cloudia Paragon!”

Samira returned less than half an hour later, carrying a tray of fruits that looked like something out of a colorful nightmare. Some had short spines like tiny spears. Others trembled as if they were alive. None of them resembled anything Aurora knew from Earth. Samira noticed the suspicious look. “They're safe. I swear on my mother's life.” Aurora raised an eyebrow. “Is that supposed to reassure me?” Samira laughed. “Here in Tron, swearing on your mother's life is the most serious thing you can do.”

I turned to look at Ethan, who was smiling placidly at both of us. “That’s right!” I said. “I was thinking we could go to Samurai Sizzle, the teppanyaki place? You know, where they cook the food in front of you? I think they even chop up watermelons with a samurai sword sometimes.” “It’s called a katana,” Ethan signed. His eyes were sparkling. “The samurai sword. And they do pineapples too. It’s a whole samurai fruit salad.” Emma giggled and I laughed out loud. There was just something funny about a samurai fruit salad.

There's no way this is true. Absolutely no way. Samien was mine. Mine alone.

The branch fell on my body, causing my transformation to disappear. I remained in my human form, bruised and battered. Breathing was difficult as the trunk crushed me. She smiled; her fur covered in blood. “You do not seem very smart” she said and laughed. “You fell into a very simple trap.” -Are you going to kill me? Why don't you break up with me quickly...” I began to say, annoyed that she was making fun of me. The Omegas learned to accept death when they were puppies. Because they did not stand a chance if an Alpha or a Beta opposed them, because we had zero ability to fight. I tried hard not to show him fear, I was not going to beg him to let me live.

I sit up and rub my eyes, trying to focus on what she’s saying. “If you went back your old pack, there might be a war that breaks out. A lot of people you care about might get hurt or die. But there’s another option if you want to leave. Sometimes omegas aren’t treated well at their packs, but they can’t just run away and become a rogue, they aren’t strong enough. But there is a woman you can talk to, Samara. She takes in omegas and puts them in other packs. She works with head omegas from packs all over the world. We could get you transferred.”

I said within myself as I stood up from the ground weakly. "I Arielle Dawn an Omega of the Blue Moon Pack accept your rejection." I said with the last strength inside of me. "You can go live your life, but I will have revenge on you." "I will have my revenge on every one of you who tortured me." *I won't spare a single soul and I would make life so unbearable for every single one of you who rejected me." "The Cursed Omega you once hated and rejected is going to be the Omega you all willwish to have." I groan in pain.