Shadow Guy Mha Novels & Stories

It looked like a database system. He clicked on the first image zooming in on the photo to make the picture large on the screen. A white guy with eyes dark and cold like ice, his handsome chiseled face half hiding under the black hoody he was wearing took up half of the screen. Dark Shadow, aged thirty-six, has been with the agency for ten years rank Alpha, the weapon of choice Arrow. Fast, blends in with the shadows his kills never see him coming, has over hundreds of targets to his name.

The plan worked, and in a gritty rooftop showdown, Alex finally came face-to-face with their relentless pursuer. The Shadow emerged from the darkness, their features hidden beneath a mask, their eyes burning with a deadly determination. "You have meddled in affairs that do not concern you," they hissed, their voice carrying an air of cold malice. "Prepare to meet your end." The battle that ensued was a dance of death, each move calculated and precise. Alex's martial prowess clashed with The Shadow's deadly agility, creating a lethal ballet of combat. The tension hung heavy in the air as blades clashed, and fists connected with bone-crushing force.

As they shouted in unison. The Shadow elite squad had formed by Jate Woods, privately no one knows about it only him and Ricardo Maslow who is in charge for recruiting best and highly skilled fighters all over the world. Each of them has gone through several missions perfectly without failing. This elites has specialized in different methods of skills in terms of killing.

She then hangs up the phone. I had been waiting for almost 4 minutes when Pavi send me a message that they had arrived at my building. I climbed to the rooftop and saw Shadow wearing a black hooded robe with shackles on his wrist and ankle and a chain connected around his neck, with six S-rank assassins guarding him and the chopper they rode into. I feel sorry for him. He is in that situation because of me. When they saw me approaching, they immediately bowed. “kare wo kaihou suru.”

I sat up, pressing my back against the cold concrete wall for support at least for my spine to remain straight, My mind kept playing the same question on reverse over and over again. I mean how the fuck do i kill someone who made this place survivable me? I just can't not unless am a monster, I wasn’t sure what I was anymore cause seems like am gonna be the monster after all. When Shadow woke up, he strecthed and sat up, I turned my face into the normal, Same old me face with no bloodthirst or even guilt, Just another half-dead recruit trying to make it out alive. “You look like shit man ,” he muttered, rubbing sleep from his eyes with a smile.

Ling Mao explained. "Land of shadow, is it dangerous?" Ming Yue asked as she stared at the black stained wall, however the answer was something she had expected. "Shadow Land is a place where many ghouls lurk and--" Another screams erupted and Ming Yue didn't need to know the reason because in front of her, something came out of the black stain wall. It was the ghoul that Ling Mao mentioned. It started from hand, legs soon bald head and sharp ears could be seen, along with fangs and red bloodshot eyes.

Various information appeared. Shadow Monster: Rank 3. Whether it goes on the offense: Takes the initiative to attack. Scope of attack: Twenty feet. Special traits: High speed, division. Mu Shaoai punched the trunk of a large tree. "Bastard! How can a Rank 3 monster show up in a Grade 1 district?!"

Shadow said for Maria to shake her head. "yes, but he still blindly believes she's alive. I want him to see the corps so he can feel what I felt shadow" Maria said sighing... "Then let's kill her and end this" Shadow said for Maria to smirk... “I want her to die so slowly not noticing her life is living her shadow. Killing her won't give me satisfaction because anytime I see her, I feel joy. After all, her medication is not working because of the portion that is being added to her tea." Maria said smiling before she went back to shadow and push him down,

“If we’re using your logic Ashton, how would the killer have stayed out of sight then? People were already in the café. It would have been impossible to stay hidden” A sharp exhale suddenly left Ashton as his hand shot out to pause the footage. “Maybe they didn’t need to stay hidden.” He swore. “Fuck, why hadn’t I realized this?” Maya came closer to study the screen. “There.” Ashton pointed to a spot on the tiled floor of the café that was darker than the rest. “A shadow.” Maya breathed. “Fucking hell. The killer is a Shadow.” I stated with unequalled shock. Shadows had no shadows in their human form but when they wanted to stay hidden, it was all they were– Shadows.

Face was covered in blood from wiping away the stains of hair that fell in my face and the sweat because it felt like a damn workout. In my eyes you are a pussy when you think you only need a fucking gun to protect yourself, thinking you are the men and no person in their right man would think to challenge , would fear you just at the mere sight of a gun but not me apparently. I’m not anyone, I’m Aaliyah, assassin of the Italian mafia known as Shadow of death.