Home / Sci-Fi / THE ORB OF PLEIADIA / 5. Allies or Foe
5. Allies or Foe
Author: Odera
last update2025-12-23 07:09:46

Kano pushed him away, before the dagger dug deep in his chest, his eyes locked on Logan's. “Run, boy! Leave here while you still can. I will hold him off.”

Logan hesitated.

“Leave now, damn it. That's an order!”

Kano's words sliced deep. He turned and ran, the sound of fighting and shouts fading into the distance.

His breath came in ragged gasps as he sprinted through the darkness, his heart pounding in his chest. As he ran, he heard sounds of footsteps behind him, getting closer and closer.

Some men were after him, and he knew he couldn't outrun them for long.

Logan's breaths were short as he ducked between alleys, his stomach churning with anxiety.

He cut to a corner, and found himself trapped with no way out.

A menacing cackle filled the air as his pursuers closed in. Three figures, their faces twisted with malice.

“You made us chase you all this way,” one of them sneered. “you're done for now. There's nowhere to run to.”

“Little coward running for his dear life,” Another said.

Logan's eyes flashed with defiance. “Let's get this over with,” he said, cracking his knuckles.

The men chuckled, their eyes gleaming with amusement. “You must be an arrogant fool,” one of them said. “What training do you have? Submit yourself, and we won't have to beat you to a pulp.”

Logan smirked. “Growing up in the streets of Ferm is not something you'd understand. But, that's 12 years of harsh training.”

He charged at them, unleashing a swift jab that connected to one of the men's jaw, the impact echoing a sickening crunch. He ducked a wild swing, but a kick to the legs sent him crashing.

The men were taken aback by his ferocity. But, they were trained soldiers, and they quickly overwhelmed him. Logan fought back with all his might, but he was no match for their number and skills.

A thunderous kick landed on his chest, he stumbled backwards and landed on his back, coughing up blood.

“Stand down!” One of the men said.

Logan stood on one knee, gently pushing himself up again, his hand clutched to his chest. If Kano could hold off Drew with one arm, giving it everything he had. He should do the same.

“Stand down!” The man yelled again “Don't be stupid, we don't want you dead.”

“If he wants to die, what choice do we have?” another said.

“He's not stupid enough to charge at us again, someone like him still has a brain somewhere.”

Logan smirked.

With a fierce roar, he charged at them, his fist tight into a vice, his eyes blazing with a blue light. The men were caught off guard.

He attacked the men with a series of lightning-pace moves, and inhuman strength, knocking them out in an instant.

Logan's surge of energy abruptly abandoned

him, leaving him reeling. His knees gave way, and he stumbled, the world spinning around him.

He caught the blue light emitting faintly in his veins. “What the fuck!?”

He collapsed to the ground, exhausted.

As he lay there, a figure emerged from the shadows, covered in a brown cape. The figure dragged him away from the unconscious men, into a nearby tunnel.

Logan still surfacing, winced as he felt the sting on his arms. What?

The ropes wouldn't budge even as he struggled to free himself. In a blink of an eye, a tall figure stood before him, his silver eyes glowing in the dark. A pleiadian. Yuri?

Logan blinked twice, squinting his eyes, “Who are you?”

“I should be the one asking questions.”

“Kano,” Logan muttered. “Kano! Untie me now!” He struggled more.

“I'm sorry, I believe your friend is no more.”

“No,” Logan's voice trembled. He inhaled sharply and dropped his head. Kano sacrificed his life to save his, and he couldn't help. Just when he finally met someone who could tell him about his father, those men attacked him. Who were they?

“Don't be afraid, I'm not going to harm you,” the pleiadian said. “We're allies anyways.”

“Allies!?” Logan's brow knitted. “You don't tie friends to a pole. What do you want with me?”

“If we're not allies, then why were you looking for Louis? Who sent you?”

Logan's eyes darkened.

The pleiadian raised a brow. “A human asking about Louis? Perhaps, you work for Crownfell?”

Logan's stomach dropped. Crownfell.

He yanked and twisted against the ropes, fury boiling over as he growled.

Louis smacked his face.

“No? I'm wrong, I just hit a nerve. Now, tell me… who sent you?”

Logan's gaze hardened.

“Untie me first.”

Continue to read this book for free
Scan the code to download the app

Latest Chapter

  • 53. Peace Faction 1

    ‎Sonia's expression turned somber. ‎ ‎Immediately she bolted towards Logan but halted mid-stride as the ripple began to expand. It was almost as if a beast roared underneath the ground. The dunes trembled. ‎ ‎Around them, the Pleiadians' expressions contracted to one of shock at the ripple's expansion. ‎ ‎Yuri snarled as the sands began eating up his legs. “Rejik, don't—” The ground beneath split open and swallowed the crew. ‎ ‎…………… ‎ ‎Logan winced as his eyes slowly fluttered open, all he could remember was wind tearing past his ear on an endless fall before everything went dark. ‎ ‎“Sonia…” ‎The word left his lips as a rasp. ‎ ‎A sharp pain throbbed in his head and his fingers instinctively reached to rub his temple. ‎ ‎‘No chains this time?’ ‎ ‎The smell of damp oil and metal made his nose scrunch. His eyes narrowed. ‘Where is this?’ ‎ ‎He pushed himself upright, scanning the room, which seemed more like a cell, with bare white walls and a ceiling that e

  • 52. Lesson One

    ‎Logan's gaze was fixed upward, his hands tucked under his head as he lay flat on a fabric placed on the dune. Constellations had begun to appear slowly in the sky. Perhaps it was morning; he hadn't figured that out yet, as the sky remained the same pale, hollow blue, offering no warmth nor a sense of time. ‎The red sand felt cold against his skin, and each breath tasted metallic, making him long for Earth's refreshing air. Logan groaned, both hands pressed to the ground as he pushed himself up. Stiff joints crack and reset themselves, and muscles ache. ‎Logan's gaze flickered to Yuri standing near the edge of the ruins with his arms folded staring back at him with an expression that made it clear that what was coming next wasn't going to be simple. Sonia stood not too far away, gazing over the horizon, she turned her gaze to Yuri and nodded once. ‎“Training starts now,” Yuri said. “Prepare yourself, this will hurt.” ‎Logan exhaled slowly. “Great.” ‎Sonia stood fixed, tensio

  • 51. We Are Not Alone

    ‎A city covered with ruins and dunes. Shatterlands. ‎Hot air scattered red dust in the atmosphere, the particles burning against skin and lungs alike. The ground beneath vibrated like a pulse, slow and steady it almost felt ominous. A pale blue sky, empty of constellations or sunlight, stretched above them, staring back with nothing more to offer. One could see skulls and bleached bones half-buried in the sand. Some were human-shaped, most were not. ‎Eight figures emerged from the horizon, their silhouette wrapped by heat. Their feet sank into the deep, red sand as they moved, and by the looks, one could say exhaustion was their companion as they dragged every step. ‎ ‎They walked divided into three fragments; Sonia and Yuri led the way, followed by five pleiadians, they walked quietly but held an alert and watchful expression. Then, Logan followed behind, deliberately far behind. His face was carved from stone, and his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles were now white. ‎

  • 50. Distorted

    The air tasted bitter on Logan's lips. Right here, right now, he could burn down the entire valley to ash and it wouldn't still feel like enough. Honestly, It doesn’t really matter who he hurt this time, and it wouldn't even be the worse decision he ever made. The ground shook violently. Pebbles lifted from the dirt, trembling mid-air as if afraid of what'll happen next. Logan’s feet dragged forward, each step heavier than the last, his eyes fixed on the gruesome sight before him. Something that will likely haunt him for the rest of his life. “No,” the word cracked out of him, useless and weak. Her body lay torn across the stone floor—unmoving, breathless, and scattered. “Son—” he choked. Her name was like heavy weights on his lips, he couldn't complete it. Not after failing her like this. Logan's knees gave in and hit the rough floor. His eyes tearing up. The floating pebbles dropped all at once clattering like raind, each sharp sound echoing the truth that laid before him.

  • 49. Whispering Valley

    ‎“Goodbye, Salem,” Sonia sighed, staring at the peak of a valley. “This is where we cross.” ‎A blanket of thick fog covered the entire valley, casting a dull grey that smothered the plains. Seeing anything was next to impossible. It was a kind of place where you’d struggle to see your own hand in front of your face. ‎Logan’s face scrunched. “There's no path? Don't tell me we're going to start climbing valleys now,” he said in an exasperated tone. ‎The towering pleiadian brushed past, doing his thing. He waved a hand, and a gust of wind swept through, clearing up the fog a bit. Although, it covered up immediately, giving them only a six-second window to see where they would take the next step. That's how thick it was. A narrow trail—not wider than a man's shoulder—snaked between the rough stones of the towering valley, which became visible as they started making their way into the fog. Logan felt a chill run down his spine at his first step. Something was really off about this pla

  • 48. A Figure Of Beauty and Strength

    ‎Yuri stepped closer and separated the two from the long embrace. “Rejik, it's enough. He’s stable now,” he rasped, one arm braced against his sides.‎‎A large bruise had been inflicted on Yuri's abdomen. And so were the other pleiadians, with bruises on their legs and arms. One pleiadian cradled his head, crimson threading through his silver hair where Alok had stomped when he tried to hold the beast’s legs.‎‎Logan flexed his hand. His broken knuckles were whole again, leaving not even a scar. It must be his powers at work, he mused. His gaze fell to the pleiadians' sore wounds, and pity flashed across his face. ‎‎Logan noticed the way Yuri kept pressing his sides, he narrowed his gaze at the spot. “You're bleeding,” Logan said, nodding towards Yuri's side. The pool of blood darkened the sand with every step. ‎‎Yuri winced, bending over to pick up his spear. “It's just a scratch,” he shrugged. “We have to keep moving. The beast might come back for more.” ‎‎“He's right,” Soni

More Chapter
Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on MegaNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
Scan code to read on App