Shadow Glitch Novels & Stories

Right after I spoke, Isolde screamed, pulling one assassin her way. Thorne moved back to shield her. All his focus was on Isolde, and he did not see another assassin coming at me. I could feel the poison coursing through my veins. My sight was fuzzy, and I was quickly losing my grip on consciousness. Through the blur, I thought I saw someone bravely step in front of me and kick the assassin's blade away... When I woke up, my four friends who might one day be more than just friends were all by my bedside.

Ali shuddered and took a couple of steps back. It was a PTSD reaction inflicted by Shadow.

Sector 6 in the real world was dark, but its digital counterpart, the Labyrinth of Illusions, was a blinding, chaotic nightmare of neon and mirrors. Marcus (DragonSlayer99) swung his massive silver broadsword, shattering a digital mirror that immediately reformed into three hostile, jagged wireframe constructs. "Keep moving!" Marcus roared to the Ghost Army, raising his shield to block a barrage of pixelated laser fire. "The General is out of time!" The Ghost Army was fighting a desperate, uphill battle. The Admin didn't use brute-force bosses here. The enemies were "Illusionists"—programs that duplicated themselves, altered the gravity of the zone, and created fake corridors that dropped pl

he said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. “I'm going to kill you!” she growled, trying to claw at his face. “Not today, and I'd be careful on the threats, your best friend will be next if you decide to disobey me again,” he said pushing her away. “We're always watching, now that I know how to summon you, maybe I'll punish you, there for a while,” he said before disappearing. Abey looked down at her Grandfather. The Chief wandered close by. “This is a bad omen, you must leave. You are plagued by Shadows, scat, scat.” he hissed at her.

Vic started. “We’ve checked their home, there is no scent of them anywhere, at all.” Mimi continued. “It’s like…they never existed. Vic finished. “Are the teams ready?” Kydence asked as they walked down some stairs and into a huge conference room and there stood fifty Shadow warriors dressed in black from head to toe, the only part of their body to be seen was their eyes, even then they used black contacts. They couldn’t allow anyone to know who they are and what they look like. Any little thing could identify them. They took no chances.

It’s just not her forte listening to someone who couldn’t keep their feet from moving. “In the actual game, each net will be enchanted. This enchantment will attract shadows. Take note that it will attract all shadows that were near the premise, which means that all the team is vulnerable. It’s also part of the goal to protect your team’s shadow from being captured by the net. If you failed to do so, and all your team’s shadow have been caught, the game ends even if there’s still time. I’ll also take the time to remind you that captured shadow is equals to a ten point deduction to your points.”

He channeled his spiritual energy into the blood itself, activating a simple but highly effective low level illusion formation. Whoosh! An illusory shadow of Rayden, looking exactly the same and just as wounded, shot forward to attack Gorga. Gorga, his mind in disarray, reacted on pure instinct. He roared and met the shadow with a devastating punch, shattering it into sparks of light. But it was a fatal mistake. As Gorga's and Wijaya's eyes were focused on the illusion for that split second, the real Rayden vanished from where he knelt. He moved without a sound, his speed now surpassing anything they had seen, a terrifying shadow movement technique.

I open my eyes, allowing a little twitch of a smile at the sight of the shadows swirling around me. Pulling at them more tightly, every muscle in my body strains as I attempt to create a wall of shadows in front of me. The darkness contorts before me, separate tendrils dancing and licking at each other, but not quite forming a solid barrier. I’m not sure how to determine when it’s sufficient to hide me from anyone on the other side. You will know, Blaze shares vaguely. I shake as I try to thread the length of shadows together, but they begin slipping farther from each other instead. Losing my grip, I fall to my knees in defeat as the shadows slither back to the trees and shrubs they belong t

"If you don't want this... if you still feel bound to him I can…" "No! It's not that," I said, reaching for the vanity mirror. I looked at my reflection. The skin of my neck was pale, but as I focused on it, I saw it. A faint, shimmering glow, like a diamond dust under the skin. It wasn't the Shadow Line crest and definitely wasn't the Northern brand. It was a pattern of geometric light that shifted when I breathed.

finally she spoke after what seemed like ages of silence, "we shall move within the shadows." I frowned at this shadow thing and she gave me a demure smile and explained further, "Not just dark places but more importantly the shadows of one's mind—the invisible ones no other person perceives, so learn how to glide like a ghost. Soundless, unseen, untouchable. Threats must be recognized before they even notice your presence"