Shinobi War Novels & Stories

A variety of a dozen or so tents litter the small clearing. A small group is gathered around a fire, far off to our right, on the edge of the clearing, consisting of three Omegas Cody, David and Tony, and an Elder, Alazaer. The Omegas are each holding a glass beer bottle and seem to be taking turns trying to get Alazaer to laugh. However, each time, he just raises a thick gray eyebrow at them with a blank and unamused expression on his tan wrinkled face.

END OF THE SUCCESOR WAR ARC "We do not kill females, that is our code as ordered by our mistress Lady Melo." "Fine! Give me the crossbow," he grabbed one of the ladies' crossbows and shot an arrow that ripped through Alicia's stomach. As they dissipated, in all the pain and anguish Alicia threw one last look at Daito, and she was met with black cold-blooded eyes that stared back at her with no remorse as she cried her pain out loud. She was left for dead, bleeding our

– I blurted out with an air of skepticism, almost spitting out the coffee I had just sipped in my mouth. - Relax… we are not going to burn down the lab or anything. Since your project also depends on him now, well, we need to guarantee he's kept alive. - She winked. - Right? - You have to outsmart him. War tactics also include playing the role of the silent, peaceful, lovely enemy, who is always ready for any attack. Preparation is everything, darling. It's half the war won. - Okay? - I must confess that there were times when Susie surprised me, or scared me. And that was one of them, and I just could not decide which was it this time. It could easily be both.

:Warrior, you said you had another such vision earlier. Rhychard nodded as he told them about the incident at his parents' house. "That one was real enough to singe my fingertips." He held out his hands for their inspection. Tryna slid off the table, took his fingers in her tiny hands, and inspected them as if she were a doctor. "You really should have had Kree treat these burns when they first occurred. That is part of the reason cosheys bond with Warriors, remember? Their healing powers help keep you alive."

Nanami opened her eyes, she can see the clear blue sky, and she cannot hear anything but can saw the blood spilled splattering on her face. She gasp and realized she was in the midst of war. Nanami suddenly heard Cannai’s cry from afar. She quickly stand up and find herself hidden in the entrance of the forest. “Cannai?” she uttered while peaking from the large leaves surrounding her, she saw dead bodies everywhere on the ground. They didn’t turn into smokes or burn into ashes like the way they had been killed before.

They were warriors, each standing as the embodiment of their kind, their fates inexorably tied to the outcome of this conflict. ‌ And then, as if summoned by the fates themselves, a figure emerged from the shadows. Sabrina, the Scarlet Witch, descended upon the battlefield, her presence electrifying. Her crimson cloak billowed around her, a beacon of power and purpose in the midst of the turmoil. ‌ "Enough!" Her voice, laden with authority, cut through the clamor like a blade. Her gaze swept across the warring factions, demanding attention and respect. "This war ends now." ‌ David's glare was a reflection of his internal struggle, torn between his ambition and the reality of the destruction

she said crossing her arms. “Depends who you talk to. Some think 25, others not so much.” Daniel shook his head. “In human years I am over 5,000. I've trained years for a pending war everyone feared would happen sometime soon,” he said looking at Abey. “I've been with Abey throughout her lifetimes. She has seen many wars, felt many pains, and seen even more death and torture.”

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

~Hunter’s Point of View~ I was enjoying my nice, quiet day off soaking in my huge tub. It had been a long week and my brothers and I rotated being on active duty and on call. I was aching for my week off. They were few and far between anymore since it seemed like everyday someone else was being a menace, being difficult. My brothers and I were Shadow Warriors, a coalition of various supernatural beings that keep the peace between each other and between our own kind. It’s a damn hard job, but someone has to do it.

"It depends on the level of peace and cooperation. But for the past Hundred years, after the new tradition was created there has been Peace." "So what you are saying now is that if we stop this cooperation between packs, there's a possibility of the blood moon beast coming back." "Yes, Taz. That's why everyone of us are trying our best in maintaining the new tradition." "Can the death of Yvonne bring back the beast?" "No, it can't." "But she was murdered, so…" "Yet there is still peace." "But…" Niue sighed, "Enough of the questions, we have a murder case to solve, so leave the beast matter alone." Niue stood up and stretched, his old bones cracking. He patted Taz on the head and walked away.