Two Bit's Switchblade Novels & Stories

What scared me was the fact that I might have to use it. Lucas raised an eyebrow at me. “Freya, are you really ready this time? Courage alone won’t be enough. You need something stronger than that.” I lifted my gaze, trying to project a confidence I didn’t fully feel. Lucas extended something toward me—a small switchblade with a black handle, lightweight yet undeniably lethal. I hesitated. A flicker of doubt passed through me. Was I afraid of violence? Or was I afraid of what I might become once I embraced it?

"It seems that I'll have to use all I have this time." The sword light flashed, and besides holding onto the Dual Blades of Fire and Ice, Omar was biting onto his third sword, the Blade of Wind. As soon as the Blade of Wind appeared, Omar's entire momentum also changed. The air in their surroundings sounded as if sharp blades had slashed it, and it was frightening.

A guard with a gun slowly walked towards Steven with his gun fully loaded. "Dock!" Khloe yelled. Khloe instantly turned over and without hesitation, threw the two knives towards Steven. He lowered his head and the two knives stabbed the head of the unfortunate replica. His head was ripped off by the force the knives were thrown with and it head went flying all the way to a tree were the knives held it in place. Khloe walked out of the dusty area, and towards Steven, who was left in awe. "So, about that kill switch, where did you say it was?" She asked

I bark. Silas is a blur of frayed iron and sparking steel. He slams into a support beam, using the momentum to swing upward, his heavy blade grinding through the lead drone’s ceramic casing with a screech that vibrates through my teeth. The machine sputters, trailing black pixels as it hits the floor.

I shouted. I stepped out from behind Rowan. The obsidian blade in my hand felt different now. It wasn't just a heavy piece of stone. It was light, almost weightless, and it thrummed with the soft, white light of the girl I had seen in the warehouse. It was the **Blade of the Unsaid**. Every word I had swallowed, every dream I had put aside for the sake of survival, every "I love you" that had been lost in the roar of battle—it was all there, feeding the light. Vane pivoted, his liquid form spinning like a drill. He ignored Rowan and came for me. He was fast—too fast for a human to track. He was a blur of silver and shadow.

He clenched them into fists. "You handled them well," Nova noted softly. "I handled nothing," Altair muttered. "I'm bleeding, Nova. And I can't see the knife." Suddenly, the screens in the office flared back to life. "I didn't authorize a reboot," Altair said sharply. "I didn't do it," Nova said, backing away from the desk. "They're overriding the manual kill switch. That... that shouldn't be possible physically." Every screen in the room—the wall monitors, the desktop holograms, even Nova’s tablet—turned a unified, blinding white.

I asked, barely above a whisper. He hesitated, his eyes darting to the timer. I could see his throat move as he swallowed hard. “Answer me,” I said, louder this time. He sighed shakily. “Yes… it’s bad. It’s a Crimson Ultra Charge, my lady. Military grade. One of the deadliest kinds.” My blood ran cold.. “Get me out of here,” I snapped, my voice rising. Blake ran a hand through his hair, scanning the straps and wires. “We have to stay calm…”

At the moment when the energetic shield matrix of the machine is grounded mud touched, there was a loud, squeaking bang. The shield in a dazzling blue spark rain and fell out. “Now!” I called and pulled my thermal Vibro cutter. I jumped on the back of the shrubbing machine, rammed the high frequency Blade deep into the neck area behind the sensor phalanx and pulled it with all force through the primary control cables. Clicking suffocated immediately. The red lights are extinguished, and with a last,

Night Blade’s second in command explained seeing the confusion on everyone’s face “It is large enough to hide an army.” “Keep this on your person.” Mage 001 handed out a crystal that was shaped like a petal as he explained “if you are in trouble or caught, smash this and I will know.” He pointed at the circular disc in his hand “This will glow when any one of these are broken and will also give me an estimate of the location.” Just as they were ordered, they abseiled in pairs, one from Night Blade’s team and one from Night Mage’s team formed a pair. But as they abseiled, they all looked the same; all wore a metal mask that covered their whole face with the exception of eyes.

Gabi commanded. “I… I… want to… talk to… Antony.” She stuttered out before focusing back on the wall instead of Gabi. “Shit. I don’t know how she is doing it. But she is ignoring the command. Levi, use your spiral knife. Left thigh.” Gabi said nodding to me. Sighing, I looked at my bag and pulled out one of my favorite knives. It was a 10’ long spiral Damascus steel blade that could wreak havoc on a body. It hurt like hell going into the body, but hurt a great deal more coming out.