Shadow The Hedgehog With A Gun Novels & Stories

That sealed their fate. I gave the signal, and we fanned out. Landen and Coco slipped into the shadows on the left, their weapons glinting faintly. Cain and the others disappeared behind the shack. I crept forward, every step measured, my hand gripping the hilt of my gun and the other, my dagger. One of the rogues stumbled out of the shack, half-drunk, scratching his head. He didn't even notice me lurking in the dark. I lunged forward, slashing his throat before he could blink. His body hit the ground without a sound.

That’s all it’s ever needed to be. The gunfire keeps going around me but it’s background noise at this point. It always is. We’re getting control of it. I can feel the shift. Then I see him. He’s standing off to the side, separate from the others, and he’s watching. Not fighting, not retreating — watching. There’s a scar running the length of his face, old and thick, and the moment our eyes meet something in my chest goes very still. Andreas. Not here himself, but close enough to make the point.

That sealed their fate. I gave the signal, and we fanned out. Landen and Coco slipped into the shadows on the left, their weapons glinting faintly. Cain and the others disappeared behind the shack. I crept forward, every step measured, my hand gripping the hilt of my gun and the other, my dagger. One of the rogues stumbled out of the shack, half-drunk, scratching his head. He didn't even notice me lurking in the dark. I lunged forward, slashing his throat before he could blink. His body hit the ground without a sound.

Laughter echoed around the chamber. “She thinks she’s too good for food. Maybe her Alpha feeds her better, eh?” That word—Alpha rolled off his tongue like a curse. Their hatred for wolves was a tangible thing, sharp and suffocating. Another stepped forward, his face half-hidden beneath the shadow of his hood. He crouched in front of me, bringing with him the scent of gun oil and damp leather. Slowly, he pulled out a gun. A sleek, black weapon, its chamber loaded with silver bullets that glimmered in the faint light.

the girl said making Shadow frown as her four tires were complete and look good. "Did you..... oh" he said raising his hands after seeing two men coming out of nowhere with a gun. "You can take what you want but don't kill me please" Shadow raises his hands. "Hmmm... look too handsome to be wasted"the girl sheepishly said Shadow frowned before he could understand what she meant, two bullets passed through his head making his lifeless body fall on the ground. They throw his body away into the woods before they take his truck and they drive away.

They were here to fight alongside them, to take down the Shadows once and for all. Aiden didn’t waste any time. Without hesitation, he aimed his gun and fired, hitting one of the Shadows' guards. The loud crack of the gunshot echoed through the air, and within seconds, the place was alive with movement. Shadows guards began pouring out, their weapons drawn, ready to defend their stronghold.

He's growing, his muscles bulging, his face lengthening into a more wolf-like features even as it's still caught between forms. "The beast comes to save his mate," they tease, raising a crossbow I hadn't seen. The bolt it's armed with gleams with the same silver flame as their knives. "How touching." The crossbow is aimed directly at my heart, the silver bolt burning like a fallen star. But Shadow doesn't hesitate. Even in the middle of the pain of the transformation, even while his bones snap and reform with sounds that sicken me, he throws himself between me and the weapon.

Something at the back of his mind kept nagging at Bladesmith but he wasn't sure what it was. 'Wait, didn't the lad make something similar to ammo and loaded it into that weapon?' Bladesmith opened his eyes in realization when he remembered this, but it was far too late. Before he could even blink, he heard a sound. BANG!!! Bladesmith looked over to find his shadow falling to the ground with two holes in its body. One in the head and the other in its chest. Looking at Kirou, he could see that the lad took a few hits in some none vital areas so that he could trade them for the shadow's life. The lad currently stood there as if out of energy. It seems like he underestimated the kid when he had

“Hahaha” Who is that? Fuck I know that it was the owner of this fucking shadow. “Show yourselves you freak! Fight like a true fighter! Not a pussy that was hiding through the shadow!” I shout in frustration. Slowly... The shadow disappeared and his true form appeared. A black man who has a big body and is wearing a black hood. He is grinning like a demon. And murmur. “Your dead hunter” What kind of creature was that?

Suddenly, the front door was kicked open with a harsh crash, and one of his panting henchmen rushed inside. "Sir..." With the cold barrel of the gun still pressed firmly under my chin, Archie snapped his head toward the guard. I closed my eyes, releasing the shaky breath I had been holding. My lips trembled as I braced myself for death, waiting for the fatal shot, until I heard the guard speak. "Someone found our location, sir. We're compromised." Before I could even react to the news, the cold metal of the gun violently collided with the side of my head, and everything went completely black.