Sniper X Scout Novels & Stories

The silver light at the tips of Rhea’s fingers grew sharper as she synchronized her breathing with the steady pulse of the river. The dark purple glow from the syndicate’s suppression runes cast long, sickly shadows across the muddy bank. There was no more time for hesitation or fear. The survival of two packs rested entirely on what they did in the next ten seconds. "The two scouts on the left are mine," Kian whispered, his voice a low, lethal vibration against the rushing sound of the water. "The moment I drop the first one, you strike the center."

"Of course Mr. Nicklaus, this are new brands of rifles... You could check out the SCAR rifle too. Nicklaus closed the crate and opened the next one. He took the SPAS68 shotgun and examined it. "Increased range and Damage". Hayato said. "I see". Klaus said and closed it. He moved to the next and opened it. It's was filled pistol with pistols of different brands and colors. "Thought you would need something light too". Hayato said and Nicklaus smiled softly as he approached the last crates. With the size of the crate he knew Hayato now has what he needed the entire time. Nicklaus opened the crate and there was a red Awn sniper.

Unlike the Knights and Soldiers, the scouts wore boring black cloth so they could blend in with their surroundings and not get caught. “Your Majesty we found them. But you will not like what I have to say.” I waved the Scout to go on, not really interested in what he thinks I will and won’t like. With a simple nod he continued. “They don’t act like bandits. For one their mercenary skills have far exceeded our expectations. I wouldn’t peg them as assassins, but they aren’t ordinary thugs and hoodlums. They have set up a base for recruitment, and what ever they recruit is either sent out to fight, or out to another unknown location. We suspect it could possibly be another base.” The General an

As if it was expecting someone to block him, the creature just maneuvered mid-air like a fluid ghost. The vicious creature just used its talons to graze the scout's back, grab and throw him in the opposite direction. It seems that the slim assassin was also trying to sneak up on the beast mid air. But the beast was not a fool either. The scout was about to crash against the assign who was already hovering behind the creature's back with tormenting bloodlust in her eyes and a thing rapier in her clutch. Fortunately, before the scout could crash, the frail looking assassin landed her feet on the tip of the lance to make a double jump towards the Inca.

Cobra said. "Go ahead and send her details. I'll be waiting." At the same time, Sniper left the room, prepared to gather all the gangs as commanded by Stallion. Their goal was to dismantle what remained of the Black Scorpions. However, as he approached his car, a dynamite gun was fired at him. The car exploded upon impact, instantly shattering his body into pieces. At this moment, Stallion was about to send the picture of Queen to Cobra when he heard an explosion. He quickly paused and rushed to the window to see what was happening. He looked around but couldn't trace the source of the attack.

Axel adds. “Scout, why?” Thyra responds. “That helps, one of the squad nine members I was thinking about is a Scout also,” Axel replies. “And the other?” I ask realizing he was talking about swapping Phan Toorek from our squad. “Well seeing that I am all about setting creatures up in love matches, lets keep him and Mona together. Move them to squad 6, and trade in another infantry and scout member,” Axel teases. I nod acceptance to his idea. “Well Thyra, are you in?”

As for Sean, he finally saw the sniper's face clearly. The sniper looked like an Orwallian; he was clearly a mercenary from abroad. "Who sent you here?" Sean asked coldly. The sniper didn't answer. He rubbed his eyes vigorously, but Sean didn't disappear. Instead, he saw Sean clearer! The sniper finally understood that everything in front of his eyes was really happening. Sean was a top expert! The sniper took a deep breath, and there was an unprecedentedly serious look in his eyes. He quickly pulled out a dagger from his waist. It had been covered with strong venom.

Together. I tightened my grip on Nico’s arm, letting him guide me, let me lean on him, lean on Luca and Matteo when the path became treacherous. The fog twisted and shifted, hiding cliffs, roots, and dangers. Every snap of a branch or distant call made me flinch. Then a shadow moved — quick, precise—a scout, closing in. My heart hammered. Nico I dropped to one knee, gun raised, signaling to Luca and Matteo. The scouts were fast, shadows weaving through the fog. I whispered to Serena, voice low and sharp. “Stay down. Hold still. Don’t breathe if you can help it.”

“I will get you the book that mentions soul gifts. There is a way to filter the glow. But you’ll need to choose your hunt weapon first before you can practice doing that. We will make it a priority.” Ok, that makes me feel better. At least I won’t be a hinderance to anyone I’m assigned to hunt with. I haven’t been assigned to a leader or team yet since I just turned 18. I can tell all the hunt leaders are relieved at hearing that. Alpha Avery clears his throat, shifting the group’s attention back to him. “Raven, can you tell us what you saw with your gift?” I tell them about how I could see what his intention was, how it looked like his soul was split in two and conflicted. The way that it w

“Zak—spin up a capture team. Quiet. If Mau gets me an arrow, you put eyes on the head of it.” Zak nodded. “Snipers, net guns, shock lines. No hero shit. We tag and track before we take a shot.” Jake’s jaw flexed. “And if we get a clean shot?” Sorenson held his gaze. “Then we take the city back in one pull.” A distant howl lapped at the tents like surf; another answered from farther off, then broke—cut short, like someone pinched a wire. Kimberly’s tablet jittered. The spikes on the EEG trace surged for a breath, then settled.