Two Bit's Switchblade Novels & Stories

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…”

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.

The sound is very specific, it is the snap of a switchblade. “I brought you a toy, Laurel. Do you want to see it?” He does not wait for me to answer. Marty pulls out a tiny torchlight from his pocket and turns it on, effectively lighting up the room. And I see it, the shiny blade in his hand. He grins at me and licks the tip of the blade. “I cut my victims with this…would you like to try?” Though my knees threaten to crumble under my weight, I harden my voice at him, “I am Laurel Moon of Morningstar and I have dealt with scum like you before. I will end your miserable existence and purge your pack of all the sins and dirt you have covered it with.”

He yelled as kept dodging her strikes "IT'S ME!!" He added but it was like she couldn't hear what he was saying, she just kept swinging her blade at him like she had the intent to kill him. An ominous figure whatched it play through a screen in an unknown location. "How will you get out of this?" "You can't save yourself if you stay" "You can't save her if you run" "Can you bring yourself to attack someone you love?" SHIN SEKAI SECRET: The blade of Obgun'abali has the ability to change it's level of sharpness depending on who or what it wants to cut.

"And Mendoza's standard arsenal, I'm guessing." Rick moved to her side and produced a key from a hidden compartment in the communications cabinet. The lock clicked open, revealing a compact but comprehensive collection of weapons, two handguns with extra magazines, a short-barreled shotgun, and various knives. "Iron blade," Rick noted, lifting a matte-black combat knife from its moulded slot. "Military grade, designed for anti-supernatural operations." Casie took it, testing the weight and balance. The handle fit her grip perfectly, and the blade absorbed rather than reflected the cabin's dim light. "This will help against the constructs."

I set my plate on the counter next to me before I focused my attention closer to the screen trying to hear every detail. "The death of the two was a very brutal and fatal murder and America's hearts and prayers go out to the families who lost an amazing member." The blonde spoke before I clicked off the t.v "Mom this has to be Justin or Dylan, one of them. If not, both" I said as I paced back and forth. "We're not absolutely positive." She defended.

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

"Let's see if you can escape from me," Brett asked while looking around him. There are eight small blades in his hands. He considers these as his new favorite toys since he bought them from an auction in New York. The eight blades are made from high qualiy stone and they are worth million dollars. Brett only brought these treasures because he wanted to show these off to Adam and Chandler later. But it seems he'll use them as his weapon this time.

Shame this was evening happening to me. Unfortunatly, Damon moved to stand beside Ethan. “These are Twisted Blade push daggers. A tri-edge blade that spirals. Also known as a cyclone blade. They insure maximum damage with little effort. When used correctly, it will increase our killing effectiveness by 10%. Your opposite will bleed out before their wolf will be able to heal them.”