The Auditor Madness Combat Novels & Stories

The talking head was engulfed in flames like a petroleum product. Abbas yelled at the top of his voice, "If you killed Dr. Boating, I will kill you today to put an end to your madness!" Where are the cops? Please arrest him right away or I'll kill him and all of you. The venue was deafeningly quiet as the throng, and police listened intently to both sides' addresses. The atmosphere was tense. It was a combat between the black ninja and the white, smart warrior. The conflict was most likely to take place in the air, rather than on the ground.

With a sharp shove, he threw Luca to the floor, and Sasha felt a strange mix of fear and exhilaration watching Dominic, who was always so composed, unleash his wrath with such intensity. But Luca wasn’t done yet. He scrambled to his feet, his eyes darting to his men, his voice filled with desperation. “What are you waiting for? Kill him!” Luca’s men hesitated for a brief second, and that was all Dominic’s men needed. A chaotic flurry of gunfire erupted as both sides collided, the room filling with the deafening sounds of combat. Dominic’s focus was unshakable; he fought with a precise, lethal grace, taking down anyone who dared to stand in his way.

Not aimed. Raw awakening energy erupted outward in a chaotic wave. The grid shattered on one side. The Auditor recalibrated instantly— But that fraction of instability— Was enough. The crack across Aeron’s chest split wide open. Silver light burst outward violently. His eyes snapped back into brilliance. And for the first time— He roared. Not strategically. Not calmly. Fury. The gray lattice fractured completely. The frozen valley exploded outward as competing forces tore at each other. The Auditor staggered mid-air for the first time.

Light burst through the dark, blinding my eyes as flashes of my mother staring into Deimos’ eyes flooded in, her memories bleeding into mine — standing like a shield between him and me. ‘He is your enemy. The one you need to — have to — end.’ Her bitterness, her hatred and her wrath overwhelmed me. My fists clenched, my jaw locked, and my body trembled, not with fear, but with pure, consuming rage. Symptoms of the Madness affliction: heavy, lifeless eyes ringed with chronic bruise-like dark circles. Normally, I would have cowered beneath such a sublime presence, but holding his gaze, I glared right into his eyes.

Blood dripped from his wounds in steady patters, staining the floor, but he grinned through the agony, eyes gleaming with unhinged glee, a mad conductor reveling in his symphony of destruction. I dove behind a shattered console as disruptor fire arced toward me like azure lightning, the bolts scorching the air inches from my skin, the room erupting into utter pandemonium, a whirlwind of snarls, cracks, and the wet thuds of bodies hitting the ground. Caspian ripped another inhibitor free with a triumphant bellow, his body bulging toward full shift, fur erupting in golden waves across rippling muscles that pulsed with unearthly strength. He charged a knot of rogues like a living avalanche, mas

His amber eyes were locked directly onto me, completely unreadable and terrifyingly cold. "Focus!" Todd barked. Before I could even turn my head back around, a heavy leather pad slammed viciously into my stomach. "Fuck!" I gasped, stumbling backward as the air rushed out of my lungs. Todd didn't stop. Stepping forward fast, he swept his heavy combat boot right behind my ankles. My legs flew out from under me. Hitting the packed dirt hard on my back, a cloud of dry dust exploded into the air. "Get up!" Todd roared, his voice suddenly matching the brutal energy of a drill sergeant.

Her sweet scent is fresh in the air as we pull the house to bits, I find my camera smashed to pieces just inside her bedroom door. Gavin is shouting orders through the mind-link to the warriors on patrol, making sure they're on high alert. If she is in the pack there is every chance that fucking rogue is with her. I roar and throw the stool that is in her room, it smashes into the wall ripping a poster of a ballerina off the wall.

he announced and left the room. He thought fighting Wendigo would be bloody but guess he was just overthinking it. It felt as though his men were out for training. While all this was happening, Audrey was inside the bathroom on the floor trembling in fear. Her senses seem to have taken a halt to everything that was going on in her surroundings. She stares at her bloody hands trembling uncontrollably, she shuts her eyes close, she doesn't want to see it again. She opened her eyes and walked to the sink to wash it off but what she saw in the mirror left her screaming.

Screaming, the crashing din of feet, the hum of panicked orders hiss around me. Lucas's massive arms wrap around me as he carries me into an alcove. "Audrey, wait," he snarls. I hold on tight, feeling each shudder of his rage and terror. The attackers advance at measured speed, feet thudding to some mystical beat. I reach for the shadows—faces obscured, voice deepened—but one word cuts the chaos with precision: "Reckoning." My heart is locked. Reckoning isn't threatening, but it's to us.

Exactly one month later, I successfully started working at the Audit Commission. Soon, my team received their latest investigation task, and the target company was none other than Jett's. Coincidentally, Jett was organizing a massive strategy launch event, claiming that they had invented some groundbreaking technology. So, we included them in our list of inspections for the day.