Al-an Subnautica Novels & Stories

Everyone’s heads snapped toward me. "Ari, go inside," Luna said, smiling softly but it didn't reach her eyes. "What’s going on?" "It’s nothing. Just go inside," she dismissed me. But I couldn’t move. Voices flooded my mind. Fred Moore. Alpha of Novera pack. Dangerous. I’d heard about him from my pack. "He’s dangerous," I said, wide-eyed. "GET INSIDE, ARIANA!" Aiden growled beside me, ready to shove me inside.

Sighing, she took the sack into the walk-in closet. Valentino and Alaric were already doing their own job well. Fenris just sat at a corner watching them. Within a short time, Zayna was out with a full sack. "I'm done," she said, dropping it at his feet. He gave her a nod of approval. "We're done as well," Valentino said, leaning against one of the blue walls. "What did you take?" he asked. "Two flashlights, which were the only flashlights we saw by the way and a watch for timing and if we ever need to sell anything," Alaric said.

"Alpha Luciano!" Beta Chris called, as he entered into the Alpha's office. "Not now Beta Chris, I'm busy" Alpha Luciano replied, his eyes still fixed on his laptop. "You have to see this, now!" He emphasized the word, and Alpha Luciano looked at him. "What is it?" He asked, and they both hurriedly left the house. "Look!" Beta Chris said, pointing at the wonder in the sky. It was an Eclipsed Union.

“She uploaded coordinates, deep ocean. Off the Azores. No satellite can reach it. The signal’s encrypted in tidal wave patterns.” Alma shook her head. “That's insane.” “She’s building something under the sea,” Ezra said. “Or hiding from it.” Alma’s skin prickled. “And you want to go there.” Ezra’s silence was all the answer she needed. That Evening, Underground Operations Room Petra’s fingers flew across the touchscreen. Roman leaned against a server stack with crossed arms. “You’re telling me she’s created a subaquatic network node?” Roman asked. “Not just a node,” Petra replied. “She’s creating an environment, something that can sustain her without any physical connection. We’re talking ab

Red whines in agreement and we turn to head back but the fast running of a possibly white maybe grey, blurred wolf, barrelling towards us in the distance- Red and I both speak at the same time.

Previously on The ALPHA'S little LUNA - Any time now its going to come out and I swear I'm about to piss my pants and just as im about to run it jumps out, ohhh fuck me! Is that what i think it is?? [Kylie's pov] Right in front of my stands a huge ass wolf, almost my full height, its soo huge! Its fur its captivating, its a silky black and its so shiny, it looks soo soft i want to feel it, run my fingers through its fur.

Dax asked, completely unfazed. "Worse," I said, my fingers flying over my keyboard as I decrypted a fresh packet of data pouring in from the coastal sensors. "The Ark in the Mariana Trench isn't an aerial fortress like Neo-Angeles. It's designated as Abyssal-One. It's a high-pressure, deep-sea manufacturing hub. And they aren't sending drop-ships." I hit a key, throwing the coastal radar onto the main holographic projector. The western coastline only thirty miles from our grounded crater was lighting up like a Christmas tree. But the signatures weren't in the sky. They were emerging from the ocean.

I looked at him using an earth phrase and just busted up laughing. "Come sit back down and we can cruise my home planet and watch him get cuffed and hauled away," he said cruelly and I just said, "damn brutal." He glanced over at me with his pretty eyes and winked. We arrived back to Alhan's home planet rather quickly and he flew on the outskirts of the anunnaki complex and landed his craft in the center of thick vegetation. The ship was well hidden. Alhan unbuckled himself and strutted towards the observation window and squinted his eyes as he looked outside. I was watching curiously.

It was not human, not Mimic, and not Overseer. The Abyssal Descent Leo, Meilin, and a specialized team of Remainder "Deep-Divers" descended into the Mariana Trench. The pressure was immense, but the new Phase-Shift Submersibles—a gift from the Sub-Quantum Engine’s leftovers—allowed them to bypass the physical crushing weight by vibrating through the water molecules. "We’re passing 11,000 meters," Meilin reported, her voice steady despite the darkness outside the viewport. "The sonar isn't reflecting. It’s being absorbed."

In one part of Grace de Anahita Manor there were the citizens of Anahita rejoicing because of the appearance of the blue moon, while we were in the private part where the Moon was clearly visible. We were all looking at the blue moon as if at the end of the ocean, the waves were getting stronger and stronger. In the rocky part of the sea, there are mermaids gathering, dolphins are also constantly jumping. "Hey! Look at that, oh!" Alliah excitedly pointed to the middle of the ocean. "We can't see, we don't have enhance senses." "What is there?" "Something's forming in the water," so, we waited.