Scud Blade 2 Novels & Stories

Reyes ducked, the blade cleanly slicing through the thick durasteel support pillar behind her as if it were made of warm butter. She countered, driving her scavenged combat knife toward the Striker's neck joint. CLANG. The harmonic blade flicked up, entirely severing the thick iron blade of Reyes’s knife. "They're too fast!" Reyes grunted, falling backward as the Striker delivered a devastating, hydro-pressurized kick to her chest plate, sending her sliding across the smart-glass floor. The Striker didn't pursue her. Its featureless, black-visored head snapped toward the plush synthetic couches. It had identified the highest-value targets: the unconscious, glowing Code-Born kids.

The way her fingers rested against her lap, twitching slightly every time the car hit a bump. He wanted to tell her to sleep. She wouldn’t. Spade sat in the passenger seat with a gun balanced across his knees. Blade was in the back, his tablet on his lap, the light from the screen washing his face in blue. “Almost there,” Blade murmured. “Thermal scans are clear. No movement outside the perimeter. Maybe we shouldn't have brought Back up” “Doesn’t mean no one’s there,” Spade said. Jaylen nodded silently. He didn’t trust clean readings. Clean meant someone wanted it that way. He had learned his lesson.

Blade came out with his usual all black clothing—a big black sweatshirt, a black baggy jean, black glasses, black face cap, black sneakers— and a revolver carefully tucked by his side. To my shock, the passenger door opened and a girl came out. She was obviously young, probably fourteen or fifteen with red hair and a round hazel eyes which peered at me through the glass of the coffee shop. I couldn’t help but wonder who she was and why Blade had decided to bring her along. They both shared words before walking towards the coffee shop. “Emily!” Blade called as he walked inside with his companion right behind him. “I’m right here,” I said waving my hands in the air to draw his attention.

He couldn’t let that happen. “Dual blades: Singular Thrusts: Hundre–“ Quinn caught the blade in his hand, just before the attack was unleashed. His copy frowned. “I was sure I knocked you out with that one.”, He said, jumping away. Quinn’s eyes were still closed when he stood back up, and the copy wasted no time in attacking him. “Try dodging this!” he said, as a hundred after images attacked him at once, each performing Multiple Singular Thrusts. Quinn opened his eyes, an a wave of energy exploded from him. The afterimages disappeared and Quinn reached out into empty space, bringing out a scythe.

Mist blade leapt into my grip—weightless, cold, alive. Shard flew from pedestal, slamming into the fuller. 47 hellebores merged—black silver weaving into mist steel. Progenitor hearts orbited, pulsing. Ruby heart sank into hilt—Remy’s coyote essence. Amethyst heart sank into guard—wolf-cousin bond. Crown HUD exploded: HELLEBORE BLADE 2.0 ACQUIRED │ ├─ Form: Katana / Mistblade ├─ Charge: 100% (spring-water)