Scout Aot Novels & Stories

"This is scout gear. High-level scout gear. Who taught you to use this?" "I taught myself while I was busy not being dead." Joshua shoved the kit into his pack. He didn't look at Richard. He walked to the edge of the road, where the asphalt turned into a muddy slope. He knelt, his fingers tracing a deep indentation in the sludge. "What is it?" Richard was behind him, his hand hovering over his own hip where a silver-burn was still pulsing red. "Look at the depth," Joshua said, pointing to a set of paw prints. "Four inches deep. Wide splay on the pads. That’s a lead scout from the Northern Tundra pack. They’re heavy, built for snow, but they’re fast in the mud."

Gabriella asked as we follow them. “We spotted scouts from Causan Industries inside the city camping. We need to make sure they don’t reach the camp alive. General Alon will be dispatching your squad and Quinscity’s,” Captain Hiragi explained. We immediately headed back to our tents to gear up. We met back at the north part of the forest- the closest route to the city. Gabriella, Snow, and Ace were already there and Snow was making something in her hands. When we arrived, she had a small tube in her hand that had something blue inside. She then poured some on two of her fingers and wiped it on our stomach. Well, that was sudden. We didn’t even have the time to react.

"Kyra, look." One of their scouts was leading a patrol that was coming out of the jungle ahead. The scout walked up, his expression serious. "Alpha Kyra, Alpha Damon," was his greeting to them. "We've found something you need to see." The scout led them to a clearing further into the forest, and they followed him.

“A tracker is already hunting for the humans, but there’s no word so far. When Caleb gets here, he’ll probably follow.” “When was the last time you heard from Dad?” Nick asked. “This morning. He told us to watch...” The scout's voice trailed off as he looked at him and the Ava. “We had a few tasks to complete,” he finished. They had obviously been sworn to secrecy, too. “Where are the hunters?” Ava asked. The scout’s eyebrows rose as he looked at Ava and then turned his questioning gaze on Nate. “We should wait for Caleb and Beta Michael. You kids need to head back home; it’s not safe out here right now,” the scout said.

Some kind of fluid sprayed out, dark and oily and wrong. It stumbled. For just a second, maybe less, it was off-balance, its perfect calculations disrupted by unexpected damage. I drove my dagger into its eye socket, the blade sinking deep into whatever served as its brain. The scout shrieked—a sound that was more electronic feedback than organic scream, like speakers blowing out and metal grinding and something breaking at the fundamental level. It staggered back, clawing at its face with jerky, uncoordinated movements. "WEAK POINT IDENTIFIED!" another scout announced, its voice cutting through the chaos. "OCULAR SENSORS VULNERABLE. ADJUSTING COMBAT PROTOCOLS. SHARING TACTICAL DATA."

"Look at you, all eager to please. You didn't even offer anything in return. Why would she help you out?" He then handed me a card. "I'm Daniel Jenkins. Here's a little something for our first meeting. ZenWave's beauty clinics are all part of my family business. With this card, you can enjoy unlimited visits." ZenWave was a well-known, high-end beauty clinic chain. A single visit there could cost tens of thousands of dollars. This gift was too generous. I didn't take the card, but Leon snatched it from Daniel's hand and stuffed it into mine.

It was supposed to be locked, but I had a feeling that wouldn’t stop one of Ethan’s scouts. The door opened a crack, and a voice whispered, “Tessa?” “Yeah,” I whispered back. “I’ve got Sable and Leo.” “Great, come on.” The scout waved us through the door. “Figured you couldn’t shift with the baby, so we’re going the long way,” the scout said. “Can you both run?” “Yes,” Leo said. “Great. Just follow me, and ignore any explosions you may hear behind you. All part of the plan.”

Some kind of gravity urges me to lean into him, but I don’t dare. Eventually, he clears his throat and meets my eyes again. “When we scout, we go in pairs,” he says. “We could do that. We could be scouts together.” I understand what he’s saying. If we’re going to do this—and we have to do this—it can’t be like before. There can’t be a bad guy. So we’ll be in it together. “Okay. How do scouts work?” Some tension leaves his body. “Well, usually, one of us keeps an eye out for threats while the other looks for signs of prey.”

Kita replied, her eyes darting around the clearing quickly, “Our tomes only mentioned the earth breaking open just before they attacked. None of the hunters that survived their ambushes recorded anything that told of lead up to their attacks, so we will be walking across this area without a way to know we are about to do battle.” “That isn’t entirely true,” Rector said, coming to kneel next to Kita’s free side, continuing when both were looking at him, “I can produce another scouting ward and send it out there if it was attacked due to a territorial move, logic dictates it should attack it again. When it does, we can watch how it leads up to an ambush, giving us the edge for when we cross.”

The soft rustling of leaves was the only sound breaking the stillness of the forest as the scout emerged from the treeline. His expression was grim, his movements swift as he approached the camp. Lyra, seated near the central fire with Kane and their gathered commanders, felt the weight of his urgency before he even spoke. “Your Highnesses,” the scout said, bowing briefly. “We’ve found something. Tracks heading south - large numbers. It’s definitely Drevon’s army.”