Ultraman Rising Human Novels & Stories

She was an offering, just a vessel. My breath hitched as I watched the dark energy ripple beneath Clara’s skin, her movements jerking, as if something inside her was clawing for control. Something ancient. Something that did not belong in this world.A deity. The word sent a chill through me. Not the kind people prayed to or the kind that protected. This was something else entirely. Something summoned by requiring seven human sacrifices to rise. My stomach turned at just the thought of it. If it succeeded in taking over Clara completely, this wouldn’t just be a problem for our pack. Or even the surrounding territories. It would be something far worse than that. This wasn’t about Clara anymore

It's obvious they don’t want humans yet take them as precautions either way. Relaying my thoughts to my mother in the same manner was one thing but getting her to see it the way I see it is another as she simply smiled at me before her hands came to cup both my cheeks with a look of pain in her eyes. ‘’I don’t think so dear but a legend has it that a human child will be mated to a royal bloodline before the next moon eclipse in order to bring balance to the world again.’’ she said, “and if that’s true then you my child might live to see a day where all will be free and equal even to the acclaimed gods”

I asked him. “Not at all, it makes you human. He did some awful things to you, you are allowed to be happy when bad things happen to bad people” “I guess you are right, he is a bad person. Do you think he will come back again? I thought that Jack and Grant thought that he just wanted to scare me?” “Yeah, I thought that too. Something else must have happened, I am sure that Jack and Grant will fill us in”

Suddenly I see a spark light up in her eyes as she begins to understand what I'm suggesting. "That could actually work." She says. "So first things first. We need to find our Rapture." I say. "That's going to be the hard part. We need someone that would look like a 'hacker'." "I know the perfect person. But we have to be careful. I don't want to alert Xavier. I don't want him to get hurt, or any of his men for that matter." I say. "Who are you thinking of?" "Ethan." "He's your classic hacker." I say.

But it was the end of my misery, because that night, this human sparked life in me once again. Just one human. My human, Victoria. The END.

I was transfixed by the blue light emanating from my palm, a simple power I've controlled since birth. In our nation, there's nothing special about it except to humans, who'd consider me a trivial deity. But this time, it feels different, as I sense the energy flow from this power. "Are you fighting him again?" The voice causes the light to fade as I turn to face Rex, who's approaching. "I'm too bored just to play with women," I reply curtly, and Rex's face hardens. He, a newly resurrected human in our race, now looks at me with disdain. Even he, with his half-wolf blood, was resurrected before me, a pureblood.

"We have secured the perimeter! The bombs have been neutralized!" "Take this piece of filth to the deepest level of the dungeons," Ethan hissed, his deep, monstrous baritone vibrating with a lethal promise as his claws dripped with fresh blood. "Keep him alive until I personally carve the answers out of his flesh." The guards dragged the broken commander away, leaving the room in a heavy, suffocating silence. Ethan instantly shifted back into his towering human form, his chest heaving as he dropped to his knees beside me. His large, trembling hands carefully scooped my unconscious frame into his arms, pulling my bleeding head flush against his pounding chest. Without a single word, he stood

Even the devil sleeps, apparently. His arms are closed around me a parody of a lover’s embrace and his blonde hair looks even blonder in the room full of early-morning sunshine. His evenly tanned skin, along with that hair, gives him the appearance of a laidback surfer. And that body… No man should have a body like that to match a face like his. It’s just not fair to the rest of the world. He looks so peaceful, and if everything I remember is real, then he’s probably exhausted. No. No. No. This can’t be happening.

“We came to warn you. And to help you survive what’s coming next.” Rhydian’s hand tightened around mine. “What comes next?” I said. The figure turned its eyes toward the eastern horizon, where the dark line I’d seen before had widened, risen. And finally, I understood, it wasn’t coming toward us. It was rising. “Everything suppressed for four hundred years is coming back at once,” the figure said. “Memory. Grief. Blood. Power.” Then it looked at me, and for the first time, its voice trembled ever so slightly, a flicker of fear. “But suppression never just went one way. The network didn’t only hide things from people. It hid things in people. And now, those are waking up too.”

Lucian mumbles, and my mouth falls open. "But...you can't undo the curse. Wolves would have to force humans to mate with them. The Goddess rarely gives human mates you said so yourself," I plead while starting to get a knot in my chest. "Relax, sweet little mouse. Relax. Human mates have been popping up more and more recently...Even I got one—an Alpha. Maybe the Goddess is slowly giving us our humanity back," Lucian whispers, and a small smile begins to stretch across my face as I start to follow his line of thinking.