Trickster Mode Homestuck Novels & Stories

He yelled, making the ground tremble, “I see you know a lot about the supernatural creatures but it would take more than a golden stick to kill me! I’m Alectryon, the all powerful immortal trickster.” I snarled, prepared for another fight, “Well are we going to fight or are you going to try talking me to death.” With a growl, he leaped to the sky like a fucking cat and rushed towards me, his talons razor sharp. I’m going to have to chop off his skin for that blow to the chest. He tried to swing for myneck, but I easily dove under my stake next to his midsection, and I saw black blood flow out of him. What the hell? He’s changing parts of his body in some way just to divert me. He’s mixing di

My limbs convulsed, my vision went black, and I clawed for help. Alex just sneered. “See, officers? She’s putting on another act. Now you can witness it yourselves.”

, she said. Like a chain reaction, everyone stretched their hands out for a handshake and told me their name. Their voices overlapped each other and I almost got them mixed up. "You do realize that you won't be going home for a while, right?", said Tristan, biting his nails. I think about the non-existent home and the cold streets. I wasn't going back there. I'd rather be a werewolf. "I don't have a home", I reply nonchalantly. There was a short silence and everyone looked uncomfortable. Tristan looked like he was kicking himself for asking the question

“I miss my best friend. I loved a selfish Lycan my whole life. The problem isn’t if I could love you, because I already did, Blake.” “That what is the problem?” His forehead leaned to mine. “The problem is that I can’t trust you. Every time I think of us as kids, playing in the woods, you sneaking me food, holding me in your arms, pleasuring me in ways I never knew possible, I remember it was all a lie. A perfectly orchestrated lie.” “It wasn’t a lie. I loved you, I do love you.”

My grey orbs were fixed to his stone-cooled ones as I looked for mercy but found none. "Stop?" I received a chuckle from him. A bone-chilling chuckle "It just stared babe and you're already scared." All the fake amusement flung from his face as his demeanor turned into a predatory. And unfortunately, I happened to be his prey. In general, he was a wolf and I was a rabbit. He started dragging me outside by my hair. My scalp burned with the pressure he was applying. I was hysterical at this point, struggling like a madwoman, but my struggle did not faze him at all.

she said to him sternly. He growled at her in protest and turned back to Zina whimpering on the floor and in her mother's arm. She was bleeding from her mouth and Triston looked down at his arm which she had bitten, there was a tooth embeded in it. With his other hand, he held the tooth in between two claws and then transformed into his human self with a chuckle.

Huzefa thought when he threw him across his own dimension but he landed on his feet safely, moving his hand down, creating a pressure to keep Tristan in one place. But, with his ultimate speed, Tristan escaped the portion where the pressure was created easily and moved to the side, running to Huzefa again, grabbing his leg by Ahuizotl’s tail. “Tsk,” Scoffing, Huzefa, joined his hands together and released Zadicus’ attack he trapped earlier towards Tristan. “What the-” His eyes widened by the unforeseen attack, Tristan tried to dodge it or jump back but it pushed him back, leaving a deep cut in his arm.

The one friend that I thought I could trust, and in the end, was proven very wrong. “Oh Tristan, it’s so good to see you again, bestie. I bet you thought you had seen the last of me all those years ago, right? Surprise, I’m still living, and still not afraid of you. I see you are still living in your dream world. Thinking you are better than everyone else. I’m going to show you that you are wrong,” he taunted, and lunged at me, barely missing my throat with his claws. I felt the blood begin to slightly trickle down my throat. Although he hadn’t been able to sink his claws in fully, he did nick me.

Moon lifted her chin, obviously not entirely satisfied with his apology, but before she could respond, the door creaked open again. A third presence entered the room, moving with a quiet, calculated grace. Unlike his siblings, Tristan didn’t stomp or rush; he simply stepped inside, his movements smooth and deliberate. His light red eyes, framed by thick glasses, scanned the room with the detached curiosity of someone who preferred observing over participating. Tristan was the most reasonable of my pups. He always had been. While Moon was playful and Justine was aggressive, Tristan was logical. He never acted impulsively, never let emotions dictate his decisions. He was a thinker. A strategis

added the gay guy, and hugged himself. Suddenly, Jade’s shoulders slumped due to the hallucinating gay. It’s like she wanted to punch him to wake him up from his imagination instead of Tristan. “What the hell are you talking about? You really want to get hurt, huh?” The gay guy stopped at the same time as Tristan raised his right fist while putting his hands on his bowed head. “Tristan, that’s enough!” Annoyed, she pushed the young man away from Jake. “He doesn’t do me any harm.”