Vexcub Stories

When Cub plays decked out but doesn't come out of level 4, Tango and Scar go and rescue him, only to see him panicking. After getting out, Cub became more sensitive to skulk and the dark. After getting in contact with an old friend, Zueljin, who is part warden, he slowly gets over his fear with help from Shelby. But little did they know, they were slowly letting the skulk take over him again, and when they realized what they done, it was too late. Or was it? This story is the first books of the •Belief Before Truth• and is following/parallel to 1000 Years Cover art is mine! {Ik i suck :)}

Zed had always had memory problems and anxiety However, he genuinely loved science. He would build himself into science and work himself to the Bone multiple days of time even when he was a kid. he barely remembered what happened to one of his dear friends. I remember that there was three of them for the longest time until high School then all of a sudden there was just two him and impulse. He has pictures of the three of them. He couldn't remember the third's name though he asked impulse every now and then but impulse didn't full answer or answer at all at first he did repeating the name but after a while he gave up. After the third had been taken Zed noticed a shift in their friend impulse got incredibly quiet and more reserved. They never truly figured out what happened to their third nor did said Zed remember. That is until one day where he ends up becoming an apprentice to one of the massive science buildings in his town. Here he meets a whole bunch of different types of hybrids he didn't think even existed and he remembers Tango.

after moving into 1980s home the realtor had described that it was abandoned more so that they couldn't get a hold of the owner making it abandoned it was beautiful a greenhouse so many rooms little did he know that two very tired and hungry lessons and have been the home as well. also little did he know he was moving into a community full of interesting and unique creatures

Cub was told from the very first day: never reveal himself. Hide the wings. Hide the horns. Hide the sharpness of his smile and the power humming just beneath his skin. Be smaller. Be quieter. Be less. So he learned. He learned how to file his horns down until they ached, until the dull nubs left behind could pass for harmless deformities rather than proof of what he truly was. He learned how to grind his teeth flat, ignoring the sting and the copper taste in his mouth, because predators were feared-and fear invited questions. He learned how to fold his wings tight against his back, binding them beneath a lab coat that hung heavy and stiff, its fabric hiding the faint shimmer of vex light that refused to be fully smothered. Most days, the coat was enough. Most days, no one noticed the way he stood too still, or how his eyes caught the light just a little wrong. No one questioned why he flinched at mirrors, or why he never laughed with his mouth open. They saw a scientist. A helper. Someone safe. And that was the point. Because Cub knew-had always known-that the moment the truth was seen, the moment the wings unfurled or the horns grew back sharp and proud, the world would stop calling him Cub and start calling him something else entirely.

Scar and Cub have always been inseparable-best friends in every sense, bound by laughter, mischief, and an unspoken loyalty. Scar has always been patient with Cub, forgiving his tricks, his scams, and the restless energy that seemed to lead him into trouble. But now, something is different. Cub has vanished. Days have passed without a word, and the playful confidence that Scar relied on is replaced with a gnawing dread. Cub had mentioned, almost offhandedly, that he planned to venture into the Deep Dark that day-an expedition that was supposed to last only a few hours. But the silence has stretched far beyond that, and Scar's worry has begun to twist into something heavier, something darker. The shadows of the Deep Dark creep into his thoughts, every echo and flicker of movement hinting at danger. Scar knows his friend is resourceful, clever, resilient-but even Cub isn't invincible. And as the days drag on, Scar realizes that the familiar warmth of his friend's presence has been replaced by a chilling absence... one that feels like it might never be filled.