Tron: Uprising Characters Novels & Stories

I know she’s both thinking about the safety of the pack and my own exhaustion level. “The police are on their way to meet Scar where Channing found the dead human. And,” I say looking up to glance at the clock on my office wall, “in just about six hours, Leader Bruno will be here to talk to us and Scar’s parents about their experiences with the undead, so we can have some ideas in place for when Scarlett contacts COWS. You know she’ll want you in on that meeting, too.” That’s another great thing about Scarlett — she recognizes the value that the mate brings to the table. Zella, Asher and Lupita aren’t just the mates of myself, Bree and Jacob, granting them the titles of Beta, Gamma and Delta

And there, in the center of the code, was Julian's designation: FINAL_BOSS_TIER_S_MARIONETTIST_ACTIVE. Directly below it: PLAYER_PRIMARY_CAMRYN_CHAVEZ_STAGE_III_ACTIVE. And listed in supporting code: PLAYER_SECONDARY_AMON_CAELAN... PLAYER_SECONDARY_MIRANDA_CASTELLAN... on and on through everyone I'd met, everyone I'd fought beside. All of them marked as PLAYER types. Real people transmigrated into the game. None of them marked as NPC. "They're real," I breathed.

Gina inquired, giggling. She managed to find amusing what others found troubling. Reuben's eyes darkened as he pointed at her. Gina laughed and looked around, but when she saw doubt in the faces of those around her, her laughter gradually died down. “Luna Gina is the traitor,” Atlan confirmed, his voice steady. Gasps echoed through the chamber, and all eyes turned to Gina. Confused, Gina's eyes widened in shock, and her jaw dropped. A wicked smirk curled my lips as I watched the fear and horror shift in her gaze.

"Together." Outside, the city hummed with a new energy. The uprising didn't break Silvercrest. It redefined it. And somewhere in the lower districts, an omega girl who had once believed she was nothing now stood a little taller, looked a little further, dreamed a little bigger. The first step had been taken. There was no going back. 163: Omega Rights Uprising (ARC VI: The Rebuilding) Change didn't whisper. It erupted.

"The Trident Group will try to rebuild. Men like Thorne have backups for their backups. But they don't have the Van Dyne ring. And they don't have us." "So, what's the first entry in the new ledger, Victor Igbrude?" he asked, using my name with a soft, genuine smile.

Alpha Burst, a force of nature amid battle, led with a strategic prowess that belied his calm exterior. Luna, her movements a dance of lethal precision, fought alongside her soldiers. Her every strike was a declaration that Nampa would not be deterred by the sinister group's minions. Rylan, once ensnared by the sinister group's influence, unleashed a newfound strength, fighting with a determination to redeem himself in the eyes of the pack.

A small boy asked, “Will we be safe with you?” Tristan turned to him and knelt. “No one will hurt you again,” he promised. “They’d have to go through me.” He rose again and looked over the gathering. “You are not weak. You are not forgotten. You are rising.” His voice boomed louder now, voice echoing like thunder. “Walk with me. Stand with me. And I will tear down every throne that dared look down on you.” The sky darkened. A pulse of energy radiated outward—like a heart made of shadow, beating for the first time.

Something else we'd need to come back to later. We saw a couple of warriors running towards us. "Yours?" I asked Tristan. He nodded. They grouped together behind him. My team shifted behind me, some low growls rumbling in the air. None of us were really sure what to expect from this group. Addressing the newcomers, I asked, "Can we trust you to fight with us? Or at least, not fight against us?" They all looked at Tristan, who nodded at them. "Yes, Gamma. Tristan has filled us in on what's happening. We'll help get the omegas to safety," one of the men said.

I squeaked out. “Good” He folded his arms “well you must have heard about the uprising” Thorne said and I straightened myself “but that was just an old story wasn’t it?” I asked. Everyone knew about the uprising. It was when a bunch of rogues decided to come together and start a pack of their own defying the curse of the moon goddess, that Rogues be out stead and live a lonely life until they lost their mind from being alone for too long. But as always they were consequences for disobeying the moon goddess. But the rogues did not stop at that they had to seek the assistance of a witch and use dark magic.

They got past Mina’s defenses. Beta Damon, Delilah, Taylor and him. Tristan. All the family I’d come to make in Silver Moon pack. “What is it?” I groaned, dropping my head back to the bed. I really wanted to be left alone. “Get up,” it was Tristan who responded. His tone as calm as ever. How could he still be calm?! I raised my head, irritation welling in my veins. “Why?” I hissed spitefully. “Don’t you want to meet your other mate?!”