Stormtrooper Novels & Stories

“If it’s not the famous prince Alessandro and his father”, Shadow said, he turned to Kieran, “Oh I see you brought along your mischievous second in command” Alessandro smirked, “I’m glad you know who I am. Trust me the stories you hear about me are true, only a lot worse. I wish I could say I knew who you were but I don’t, so who the fuck are you?!” “As far as introductions go I’d rather be remembered as the man who conquered Vampires and brought you to your knees before slowly putting an end to your cursed existence!”, Shadow replied with a manical smile on his face.

None were found. Back on the trees, where they couldn't be seen from orbit, other figures lurked. Large, heavily armed figures that weren't supposed to be there. The Trooper IIs walked on two legs, had fast-recovery laser cannon and 50-caliber machine guns where arms might have been, and carried shoulder-launched missiles. But that was impossible, or should have been. The officer in charge, a lieutenant who had been released only two months before, spoke into his boom mike. "Bravo One to Delta One, all clear. Over".

The starport became a fortress. The full might of the detachment from Heaven's fleet could be seen. Tanks, bipedal mechanical machines called 'Walkers' and gun emplacements stood behind rows after rows of ADF soldiers crouching behind sandbags. They were joined by their Protectorate brethrens, providing support whenever they can. The road around them were stained in blood and littered with green skinned corpses in zirobuta-oroi. Until now, no one can penetrate the starport's defenses. Even with the V'rounian gods' help, they ended up withdrawing because they could not defeat the Protectorates on site.

Sorin said as his lips threatened to break open into another grin. "Sheesh you don't even know how useful this weapon you uncultured swine.! Just ask Eugene he will tell you just how useful this weapon is!" Eira huffs out defiantly. "Who?? Who is this E-Eugen??" Sorin asks confused. "Not Eugen it's Eugene, you know the dashing bandit who's nose always ends up getting skewered on the wanted posters?" Eira says as she looked at him if he understood. Sorin still looked confused.

He was a vampire elder who was over a thousand year. "She has to leave," another elder who's name was Marcus said. He was older than the three vampire elders Ington had.Ington is the name of their town. "You have no say in this," Vador said attacking Marcus with a rod. "Get off me," Marcus groaned his hands healing from the cut Vador gave him."How old are you. 200?" "I'm over 200 years," Vador spat. "Calm yourself Vador," Aleister shouted nodding at Vador literally telling him everything was going to be fine.

no way! why am I bent in such an angle like a baby in the womb, what is happening to me? I took a look at my position, my breath got stuck in my throat as I realized I was inside a rope like thing, no,...wait, I am in a FUCKING trap. This isn't funny any more, am I going to die as food for carnivores as I become their special treat. No, I can't be thinking that, then can anyone tell me why I was stuck in a fucking trap, this is too

That stranger pulled out the spear and suddenly transform to a blade. “LST-class Herrscher, Cornelio Halozy … The Seven Soldier!” Squad 44 surprised with Cornelio’s first impression. “That’s right, I’m coming here to assist you. Huh? What happened to your LST-class?” ask Cornelio. He saw a familiar thornbush. “O-oh, our LST-class is hiding inside that thing and doesn’t answer our calls.” Said the Leader. “You are the same class, right? Can you help her?” said other member.

SA-2614 is a genetically modified weapon of war. A soldier—a super soldier— whose sole purpose in life is carrying out orders and achieving the objective. Anyone who stands in her way is just another casualty in her unending war with whoever her superiors deem as enemies of the colony. And one such casualty lies prone in front of her, writhing in pain and shock of the 15000 volts delivered from her shock stick. He was a civilian, just a civilian. But she would do whatever it takes to achieve the mission. Even if she needs to take out a citizen of the colony.

Whatever was going through her mind was cold and cruel. "Real soon," Connor added as he walked out of the house and joined his sister. I gave them one last wave and they walked away from our house to do what needed to be done while I turned my attention back to Luca and the new guy who was in our living room now. "Who were they?" Luca asked monotonously. "Just friends," I shrugged. "They were rogues. They shouldn't have been in the territory," Luca growled. He may have been my sister's Third in Command but that didn't give him the right to go all wolf on my ass. Especially not when he was stood with a rogue himself.

Everyone on her squad wore a slightly different style for their specialty. For Aeon, as a Jack, her outfit consisted of her tank top, combat style pants that stretched easily, and her combat boots. Star, the fast moving sniper and information holder, she wore a tank top and pants as well, but used steel toed sneakers for their better mobility. She also had an unusual dark brown side pouch she used that was not part of standard ware. Chriso, the heavy hitter and muscle, wears a form fitting t-shirt, pants, and combat boots. J7, the scout and tracker, needs shorts for his running, a tank top, and steel toed sneakers.