Shadow Glitch Novels & Stories

“Nothing, but there is a glitch in the feed around the time when we all would have been getting back from the celebration. Watch.” He pulls up the feed and plays it for me and if I didn’t know to look for it, I never would have seen it. In the bottom right corner is a small flash of what looks like static, but with a shimmer. No interference I have everseen has ever shown as a shimmer. “Someone used magic to cloak themselves?” “Yep, and obviously doesn’t care about having to reset the little dream bundle as often as needed because of their cloak. I did talk to Gentry this morning while you were training…”

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.”

From the center of the mist, a figure stepped forward. She was wearing a gown of grey silk that seemed to be made of falling ash. Her hair was no longer gold; it was a pale, dead silver, and her eyes were empty sockets filled with swirling grey dust. She held the Shadow-Shard of the Mother-Lode, but it was no longer black. It was the color of a cataract.

The holographic face in the sky—the "Shadow Heir"—wasn't just an image; it was a weight. Under its flickering violet-and-blue gaze, the Oregon mist felt like a heavy shroud. My skin crawled where the scars on my wrist pulsed with that rhythmic, accusatory red light.

“Adrian… it didn’t even flinch.” The First Shadow stepped forward. Not walking—gliding. Its limbs didn’t move naturally, but in sharp, jerking shifts like a series of still images stitched together wrong. And every time it moved, the walls dipped inward, shadows thickening like tar ready to swallow the entire tunnel. Emily grabbed Adrian’s shirt, pressing herself against him. “Adrian, please—please don’t let it come closer—” He placed a hand at the back of her head, keeping her face buried against his chest. “Don’t look at it,” he whispered, voice strained. “Don’t look at it, Emily.”

Odhan agreed. "What is this procedure you talked about? Will it hurt her in any way?" Darius asked Odhan. "This procedure is called shadow cloaking. It can be done with all the shadows. If I cloak myself with another person's shadow, no one can see me cloaked inside that shadow. Only the shadow would be visible. But Melanie is still invisible, no one can see her as well. This procedure needs practice and only a selected few can do it" Odhan explained politely. "Ok, you better bring her unharmed" Darius warned.

The library descends into an uncomfortable silence, one I'm itching to break but I don't say anything, patiently waiting for him to speak. “Did you see the rift?” I nod. “It wasn't there when I left.” “And it's just the beginning. Even before you left, the shadows in our realm had intensified but we've been able to keep them at bay and prevent things from escalating. And now we have rifts.” Leaning back on his couch, fatigue washing over his face, he sighs, “Who knows what else will come? The human realm is collapsing, so is our realm but at a more obvious level.”

Nick says. I take a deep breath. If they have something I can use to know some more about who I am then why not. I'm gunna die anyway right. "My name is sienna. I'm here because i slipped from one of the ledges when i was climbing down. Ive been like this in a "morph shift" as you said, for about half an hour. When i first heard you."