Smudge Warriors Novels & Stories

: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."

was wondering how much of that was actually true. “You said my dad brought me here days later?” I asked her trying to make sense of things. “Yes Rouge, it was days later; I think he tried to make it work but I could tell him was losing his strength, he wasn’t eating because he needed to stay with you and he knew you both wouldn’t make it if things continued the way they were.” Rose answered me, her gentle voice was soft as she spoke. “Did you know much about him Rose?” I asked wanting to know more. “No sadly they weren’t here long, I wanted to know him more but it was hard in the pack at that time. I truly believe if we hadn’t been at war things might have been different but the Alpha at th

I rose through the smoke slowly… deliberately… my own growl cutting through the chaos like thunder rolling through the mountains. “You think poison makes you stronger?” I said, my voice heavy and dangerous. My warriors behind me began regrouping, pushing through the fog despite burning lungs, dragging trapped fighters free. Even injured… they were reforming. Because they could still hear me. The Rogue Alpha hesitated for the first time. Good. Because now the war wasn’t just about strength anymore. It was about who could keep their army standing… even when the ground itself turned against them. And I wasn’t finished yet.

Isabella avoided making any eye contact with me since I arrived here, I didn't want to speak to her anyway because if she says anything that pisses me off I'll smash her face against the wall. Me and Lukas just finished a training session with the Silvermoon warriors, we trained them on defense today “Remember, you always have to protect your face that's the most important thing,” Lukas said to the warriors as we rounded up the training session We were about to head back to our apartment when the ground suddenly began to rumble, shortly after the black mist appeared again, this time it came out from the woods and the rumbling ground One of the warriors went close to it in an attempt to touch

He took a long drag, the smoke curling around his face as he watched his warriors bustling around, fixing a new TV in the corner of the room. "Get that damn thing fixed, would you?" he snapped. "I don't have all day." One of the warriors glanced at him and nodded silently. He knew better than to argue with his alpha, especially when his mood was already as dark as a stormy night. The warrior returned to his work, tightening the screws and connecting the wires, the smell of burnt circuits filling the air. Just as Apollo took another drag of his cigarette, the door swung open, banging against the wall with a resounding thud.

one of them said as he began lighting a cigarette, humming like he didn’t just help try to murder and dispose of his Alpha’s body. “Hey, what the hell are you doing?” The other protested, his voice clear with anger at what his partner was doing. I imagined the smoker shrugging. “I’m catching a smoke, what does it look like I am doing?” He answered, leisurely disinterested in whatever his partner was trying to say. But the other warrior didn’t have it. He wanted the smoking warrior to stop his smoking so they wouldn’t get into trouble when the Alpha eventually came in.

This is our que. We all descend from the vents and servants passages into the space and quiet as raiths we circle the room, taking out defenders one by one. I make it to the base of the dias where the ruby is. I take out the last defender before ascending the steps slowly. My warriors circle the dias in case of an attack. I slowly swap the the blood ruby for a ceramic poop emoji. Once the ruby is securely in my hand I yell, "VICTORY" The twins emerge for the smog with scowls on their faces and their warriors mumble and sulk while our warriors shout and celebrate like we won an actual war.

Her brother filled us in on the brutality of the attack. We walk to the mass grave and stand with our heads bowed for several minutes. We aren't praying. We're contemplating revenge. The Warriors now have their Beasts under control, and the true hunt begins. If I get my wish, General Smythe will be leading them. I owe him a set of teeth around his throat.

Thinking about her, there was a faint smile on my face which I quickly wipe off before anyone could see it. Pack members strolled out from every angle in happiness, jubilating, screams could be heard in the air. Even a lame and deaf could simply tell that there was happiness in the air. My warriors came out in folds and changed into their wolf form while howling loudly making some happy noises jumping up. I was ashamed when I remembered how helpless I was that day all my warriors were killed before my own eyes. But I don't want to dampen anyone's spirit, so I forced out a smile and waved my hands in the air.

claws, and fangs. The air was thick with the scent of blood and sweat, and the sound of screams and snarls filled the air. Our pack's warriors fought valiantly, taking down the masked strangers one by one. But the strangers seemed endless, and they kept coming at us with a ferocity that was both impressive and terrifying. Despite being outnumbered, our warriors held their ground, fighting with every ounce of strength they had. I saw one of our warriors, a young woman named Akira, take down three strangers with swift kicks and slashes of her claws. Another warrior, named Thane, used his massive strength to overpower several strangers, sending them flying across the battlefield. As the fight