Scout X Sniper Novels & Stories

The scout yelped, bones crunching under Thorne's jaws. Jax whirled, claws extended. 'Thorne! You bastard, she's ours!' But Thorne was a storm, tearing through them with savage precision. He grabbed the second scout by the throat, hurling him into a trunk with a sickening crack. The air reeked of blood and fury, the forest alive with snarls and thuds. I pressed myself smaller, heart hammering, torn between fleeing and staring at this scarred giant who moved like vengeance itself.

They never see us come. We strike the flank first silent grapnels, swift cutting blades, the precise violence of trained hands. A scout goes down with a single clean cut across his throat; he never gets the chance to scream. Another collapses under a bolt from a crossbow no clatter, no warning. The ravine squad drives inward, pushing the hunt toward the hollow where the third of my force waits like a trapdoor.

He was an expert in both cold weapons and firearms. Scorpio, the eighth Zodiac, was an outstanding assassination expert. He blended into the dark, and people could not easily spot him. He also did not always show up. He was usually very low-key, but if he acted, he would definitely kill someone. He would not be sent out on a mission unless it was the last resort. Sagittarius, the ninth Zodiac, was an expert in long-range shooting. He was extremely skillful in manipulating a sniper rifle as well as bow and arrow, and he could kill enemies that were one hundred steps away.

"That's Khleassandra. She is the Long Range Shooter of the family. What she used was an M16 Rifle also known as an AR-15." My eyes widened as I caught my rest. I didn't understand what he was saying because my life was more important to me. "I don't want to! Please! I don't want to play with you guys!" I struggled as I said that. "Let me go! Please!" Before I could fully recover, the tangerine on my shoulder was suddenly destroyed. The juice splashed on my face. I felt and heard something close to my ear. "And that is Allison. She is our Sniper. She used a Remington M24 SWS."

But Shane’s scent was here, clear as day. Shane spotted the rebels clan out near the edge of the village, looking across the pack. Shane only had two helpers backing him up, and with an attack force of only three, it stood to reason that he would be trying to go straight for the jugular by taking out the alpha. Moments later, Scar located Shane and his goons, creeping along on four legs downwind of the rebels, slowly advancing on to their direction , their tails twitching in impending attack.

Captain Hiragi trains us himself. When we headed to the back of the camp where we train, the others were already there. There are only four of us- me, Marco, Josaiah, and Xy. I’m a marksman. I use an electrified steel bow that generates its own steel charged arrows. Marco Kleighs is an assassin. He uses daggers that poison the blood of the flesh it is pierced or slashed on. Even the smallest and slightest of cuts can kill the person in a matter of seconds. Josaiah Solace is the warrior, the fighter who has the best combat skills in the squad. He carries laser induced plasma twin blades that shade the color emerald. Xy Caurus is the creator or the inventor. He runs the ground game- creating

The door creaked. Her eyes flew open, body jerking upright. Jax slipped inside, a shadow among shadows. His chest heaved, eyes sharp, gun still hot in his hand. “You—” Her words caught, relief flooding her so hard she almost collapsed. “Are you—?” “Not mine.” He jerked his chin toward the woods. “But I put one of theirs down. The other pulled back.” “The other?” she echoed weakly. “Snipers work in pairs. Spotter and trigger. The bastard with the scope’s still out there. Watching.”

Just as they were about taking their leave with Scorpion and Dragon also coming out of their various posts with their members; they heard a gunshot and froze when someone landed on the floor. It was Scorpion, the bullet pierced through his chest beside his left breast, as he gasps for breath. No one knows where the shot came from as they all believed to have killed everyone. Not until the shot came again but missed its target. Macho followed the direction of the shot as the others took cover. It was a sniper and someone was controlling it from afar. He pulled put a bomb, throwing it with all his strength towards that direction as it exploded on meeting its victim. Scorpion was still lying on

She peeked her head up to look at them through the door window, confirming they were the two from earlier. One was a Scout breed, bred by the Aliane to track anything no mater how old the sent was. Once they picked up on the trail the only ways to get them off it was either to start a fire around the area or to shoot them. The other was a Hunter breed. Hunter breeds are stronger than the Scout breed, so they were often paired up. The Scout would track the target while the Hunter would chase it down. The third breed type is Soldier; a K9 bred to be large and strong, used almost exclusivly during raids and battles.

she then asked. “Yeah!” He was slightly trembling but still strongly answered. Y was helping with his best in this distance using the night vision scope, he was the sniper of the group. This was requested by his twin brother. In order for him to escape immediately if something goes wrong with their plan and to be placed in the safest place as possible. X was still overprotective about him. But today he was pleased to be helpful to his brother and not just a burden. Their Boss Matt was also helping him for the coordinates.