Splatoon Human Novels & Stories

' It wasn't long before he responded. 'I'm currently in Human Town taking care of some personal matters. Would it be possible to discuss this in the morning?' 'No problem,' I assured him. This was another significant aspect I needed to focus on closely. Johnston frequently left the pack to visit Human Town, typically in the evenings and returning by midnight. I needed to discuss this with him, as it seemed he might have found his mate, possibly a human, and was spending time with her. However, as my Beta, he was supposed to inform me about this change in his status. His lack of communication suggested that he might also be facing challenges in his relationship.

After I beat up some hoodlums on the streets just to satiate my lust for their screams and agony, smearing my whole luxurious suit with their blood, it gave me an exhilirating feeling of comfort. Who wouldn't have thought on that same night, Atticus would scream on my ear that our "fated mate" was nearby. In a form of a human girl as she was being chased by other wolves while carrying a child with her. A human? Of all things?! And based on her scent as lingering right after I went inside the building, it was a scent of the human from the "other border". The mortal enemies of the wolves, the predecessors of the Human Hunters who had lost against the war against us years ago.

My weightless body was dragged across the ruined city and down into an underground fortress. The place was brightly lit and buzzing with life. A massive party was underway, thrown to celebrate Beckett's recovery. In an apocalypse ravaged by zombie attacks, they had somehow managed to find colorful ribbons, balloons, and a massive cake. Dad stood on a platform, beaming as he raised his glass to the crowd. "A toast to our hero and the future of humanity, Beckett! We have successfully extracted a perfect antibody from his blood." The crowd erupted into deafening cheers.

Finally, she opens her eyes and instead of a wolf, she sees a naked man staring down at her. Sheila is so confused at this transformation and development. She stares at the man and the man too stares back at her. she had never seen a naked man in her entire life before. Then he pulls out a pair of jeans from somewhere and pulls it on and he extends a hand to Sheila, helping her up. She hesitantly lifted her hand, accepting his offer of help. “I’m so sorry for scaring you. It wasn’t intentional,” he apologized, slightly grinning.

"You would have to live more than five thousand years being alone so I hope you mate with her now and enjoy why she's still alive." Orlan'sords sink into my head. Scarlett is a Human which means that her life span is short. There would come a day that she dies and I would be left without a mate. Still deep in my thoughts, I heard a statement that snapped me back to reality. "Alpha! We have been attacked!"

Of course she knew Skylar the human wouldn’t hurt her but she trusted Skylar the wolf just as much. Skylar let her run her fingers through his fur just as she had let him sniff her. He was pleased that she got this close, considering that she was always putting distance between them. He whined when Cheyenne stepped away from him, hands gone and scent further away. “Skylar the wolf? Can you bring Skylar the human back?” Her voice was nervous. Skylar the wolf did a wolfy smile before shifting back into Skylar the human, with pops and cracks of the bones.

One of the abominations was standing near his rear. “Stay calm.” Nukilik locked gaze with his wife first and then each of the individual children in turn. “We are ill-equipped for battle with these humanoids.” He took care to avoid speaking of them as monstrosities. If they understood human language, abrasive words might provoke an instant and harsh response. During the wrestling against the biomechanical bird, he had counted at least eight of the humanoids. “Only respond to a direct physical attack,” he said, making direct eye contact with Cupun. Then he turned to face yet another enemy. —

He knew that they had a special cultivation method called the Ghost Split–capable of cloning an entire human being that looked extremely real. Just as Adam was marveling to himself, the split behind him raised his long sword, piercing it in the direction of his chest. Both figures were barely a meter apart, and Adam had no chance to duck at all. With a light sound, the back of his chest was pierced through by the sword. Adam's body jerked as fresh blood sprayed from his mouth, his gaze turning bloodshot in an instant. "Are you trying to kill me by creating a split of you? You're acting out of hand."

Mother told me to never use my power for bad things. Someone walked into the room I was placed in. A man. He was the most handsome man I have seen, with a warm smile. He was holding a bowl and rag in his hand. I didn't sense any sinister vibes from him yet I still I cowered away. That moment was the beginning of everything. He took care of me and helped me back on my feet. He said his name was River and he too left home to explore the lands. I was happy to have encountered a person similar to me. We spent time together and when we parted, I thought it was it.

I said the words like I wasn't just a human a few months ago "...They would believe you have some split personality disorder." He chuckled, "Yes, that's the name they call it, but it's not actually so, we are supposed to be in control but a few times we slip. See, it won't be strange if you look at this other being like a part of you, because it actually is, Catalyn too, she not some stranger, she is a part of you that is locked away, just like the humans feel anger and though they try to control it- sometimes it takes over and they behave like a different person- that's just how it feels." He was right; Lina was a part of me, but I was not ready to accept her either.