Aleena Sonic Novels & Stories

Red dots swarmed the perimeter of the villa. "Silas’s men are at the north gate," she whispered into her comms. "They’re using a sonic drill on the panic room door. We have six minutes before they reach the inner sanctum." "Orders, Alpha One?" a guard asked. "No survivors among the mercenaries," Elena replied, drawing a suppressed sidearm from her thigh holster. "Leave Silas for me. I want him to see the face of the woman who is about to erase him from the family tree."

"Good. Stay connected to Sarah. If this goes sideways, we need extraction." She nods, but the worry doesn't reach her eyes. She is past worrying. We keep moving, pushing deeper into the tunnel. Then I hear it. A high-pitched whine, right at the edge of hearing. Ultrasonic. "Stop," I say, grabbing her arm. Isla freezes. I scan ahead. Thermal shows nothing, but the sound is directional, coming from the ceiling tiles ahead. A sonic deterrent. Non-lethal, but designed to drop a man to his knees with vertigo. If we cross that threshold, it’ll hit with the force of a physical blow—nausea, disorientation, total loss of balance.

He dipped his head, and stepped to one side. My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.

​The silence in the sub-vault was a lie. Beneath the flickering red emergency lights, the air hummed with the dying frequency of the "Null" energy Sierra had unleashed. Elena leaned heavily against the obsidian pillar, the cold stone the only thing keeping her upright. Her knuckles were split, and her breath came in ragged hitches that tasted like copper and smoke.

Saben leaned towards her ear and whispered mischievously, loud enough for Eliana to hear through the phone: “Yes, I'm here. And she was out of breath.” Her mouth fell open. Eliana squealed. Actually squealed. “Oh my sweet suffering universe—SABEN?! Did you just talk? Did—WHAT—ARE YOU TWO—OH MY GOD!” "Eliana," she said through clenched teeth, "stop screaming." “I can’t! Do you know how long I’ve waited for this? The tension between you two could suffocate a room. I should get a thank-you basket or something!”

As a woman who understood Ayla and the delicate frequency of a Sovereign, she knew that physical pain was nothing compared to the unraveling of one's own resonance. She adjusted the dial on a specialized sonic emitter, and a low note D began to vibrate through the hall, a rhythmic, driving beat that made the air feel like it was curdling "You think a mark makes it legal, Silas?" Evangeline hissed, her voice a "lethal, vibrating low" that cut through the music. "You think because the 'impossible pull' told you she was yours, you had the right to force that Awakening?". She increased the frequency. The music became a monstrous wall of sound that resonated with the Titan blood in Silas’s veins,

I saw the woman stand up and walk towards me then stretched out her hand, “Hello, Miss Merina. I am Sonia, the secretary of the Association of Music and Instruments. I watched the video of you playing the piano and I must say, you are very good, so I would love to ask for you to join the association, will you give us the honor?” “No, She won’t!”

My regeneration halted. Around me, the mutants of the Sanctuary were collapsing. The sonic frequency was disrupting our connection to the Source. The woman hovering in the air crashed to the ground hard. The man with the flaming hands cried out as his fire sputtered and died. Only the Superless—Eliana—seemed unaffected by the pain, though she was terrified by the noise. "Inhibitor frequency," Kazi gloated, his voice cutting through the ringing in my ears. He walked forward while Malik struggled to stay standing. "We analyzed your rocks, Apex. They vibrate. Disrupt the vibration, disrupt the power."

The whole room seemed to hold still. Elena stepped up onto the platform. The stone felt cool under her boots. She looked Theron dead in the eye, then slowly raised her hands, palms bare, hovering just an inch above the unshielded Primal Sovereign Core Node. The hum from above grew a fraction louder. Someone in the reps coughed nervously. Elena’s fingers twitched once, steadying herself. Then Silas’s voice came through her bone-conduction earpiece, small and urgent. “Elena. Wait. New readout. Theron’s comm carrier—it’s not just the regular handshake. There’s a secondary sub-harmonic broadcast. The coordinates… he inverted them.”

exclaimed Aleena feeling bad. "Wow, you already have a new friend, huh? Ok! Mummy won't bother you, five minutes okay?" Eve almost wanted to smile amusedly at the sight of her son who hadn't been left all day but had made new friends. Aleena is not a shy girl like herself, it seems that her courage is passed down from her Daddy. Because if Eve is a little shy, it's different from Allan who is easy to get along with even though he was originally famous for being sloppy and rigid. But he is an easy person to get along with. “Ok! It doesn't take more than five minutes, Mummy! Poor Crystal, she is waiting for me to play together!" Aleena finally welcomed the Mummy's helping hand.