The Loudest Mission Novels & Stories

"Alright, we can do that." Eric, sounding like he had been deflated, murmured, "Well, whatever makes you happy, Yara." Right as their words hung in the air– Ding! Ding! Ding! The system alerts chimed in. [Conquest target: Eric, heart rate 100%. Mission accomplished.] [Conquest target: Lance, heart rate 100%. Mission accomplished.] [Conquest target: Ron, heart rate 100%. Mission accomplished.] [Congrats, host! All three conquest missions are a wrap! Tallying up rewards...]

Oh yeah I forgot the fact that we are the special team, the elite and apparently the strongest out of the bunch, but then why did we have to struggle so much and even end up losing as well, we were meant to be the strongest…… ( The voice fades for a while) [Flashback] …………………… UNKNOWN FEMALE : Come on Sirius, this is an important mission we can’t just back out just because we might face a few obstacles, we have to push through and match forward, OK?? SIRIUS : Yes big sister, I guess you’re right anyways.. I wonder what I was getting scared for anyways, we’re the strongest, right?? UNKNOWN FEMALE VOICE : Yes we are...( voice trails off as darkness returns) ……………………. [End of flashback] UNKNOWN

We had to strike before we were discovered, and we had to be deadly with the first blow. “Noble members of the Crimson Peak army, I thank you for assembling here today.” I spoke aloud, but I used telepathy to make sure that everyone present could hear me without raising my voice. “This night, we embark upon a mission to preserve our lands and ensure that hostile forces are not able to overcome us.”

He was just a man who had found a way to save his pack. "The mission..." Ash whispered, his voice clear and resonant for the first time in weeks. "The mission... is you, Rhea." He reached out and grabbed the Heart of the World-Tree with both hands. The sound that followed wasn't a roar. It was a singular, high-pitched note that echoed across the globe. From the forests of the North to the cities of the South, every wolf—human or shifted—let out a simultaneous scream of agony and ecstasy as their spirits were ripped through the vacuum and then slammed back into their bodies with the force of a supernova.

As I dialed the number hurriedly, a loud explosion from a machine gun startled me, and two cars of cars from our convoy somersaulted from the impact. At that very moment, I realized that our mission had been compromised and we’d landed in a fucking trap. My head was spinning at the mere possibility of being sabotaged and I couldn't process it, how the fuck would anyone have known our plans? We were extremely secretive and even devised a special code for the mission. I knew it wasn't the best time to dwell on those thoughts so I dropped my phone and reached for the walkie-talkie instead to warn the other cars that were still far behind.

Everything froze in time. “Hold on, my girl. We are almost there.” We pass through the front gates without stopping. The surrounding wolves veer off in the direction of the training grounds while Maximo continues down the main road in the direction of the resident area. A mass mind-link to all the warriors involved on the mission were Alpha commanded to not discuss anything to anyone, but I don’t fully understand what was being said. The rumbling of the jeep and the cool breeze on my face, caused me to close my eyes and drift into a deep mind-numbing sleep.

Stacy and Jane were rivals who fought with each other because each one of them wanted to be promoted to stand beside their chief. Both of them had fallen in love with their commander in chief and they wanted to gain his favour. Today's scene was where Amanda's troop and Stacey's troops were sparring. The chief had released a message that there is a T level mission to be undertaken and the best team will be given the mission. T was the highest ranked mission in their army and brought one immense glory and favour when completed successfully. "In 1.....2.....3..... begin." After hearing the director's whistle, everyone got in position.

The air was filled with utmost focus and anticipation. “Listen up,” Antonio said, his voice cutting through the silence. “Now I am not trying to remind you all why we are here, neither am I here to tutor you on why you have to remain focused until this mission is done. Everybody knows what could happen when you lose focus in a high-stakes mission like this. Now the plan is, that we will hit them hard and fast. No mistakes. Marco's counting on us, and we don’t let him down. Is that clear?”

Logan nodded seriously and explained, "That's right. I heard a sound coming from inside this fault..." "How can that be?" Hughey struggled to comprehend. Glancing around, he suggested, "Sir, the mission has started. If we're late, the special forces will be having a hard time. Why don't we take a detour and go around this thing?" "There was a sound!" Logan asserted. "We might miss something if we go around this... Give me a grenade." Hughey handed him a standard-issue hand grenade. Logan held the explosive weapon, approached the fault, and knocked on it.

Vanessa’s sharp voice cut in: "A myth... a backup war station rumored to be built deeper than any ocean trench." Kyle gasped: “It’s not a myth. It’s real.” The Countdown Begins The command screen flickered, revealing global missile launch protocols activating in sequence. Target zones lit up across world maps... 00:71:00... Seventy-one hours... until global strike.Mission Accepted Damien’s voice dropped, cold and final: "We’re not waiting... We end her now." Vanessa snapped her rifle closed.