Alien: Isolation Guide Novels & Stories

Sophia closed her fingers around the silver key. The laboratory fell into silence. Daniel stepped beside her. “You don’t have to do this alone.” She looked at him and smiled sadly. “I know.” “But this is where my story began.” “It should be me.” Isabella approached the central console. “I can open the passage.” She entered a sequence of security codes. The floor beneath the laboratory trembled. A low mechanical hum echoed through the mountain. Slowly… A circular section of the floor began to descend, revealing a spiral staircase hidden beneath decades of reinforced steel.

“But be careful.” “I know how to use a gun, Drax.” I chuckled sarcastically. “Great! On my signal,” He said, raising three fingers up to start a countdown. “Three… two… one…” *BOOM!* Lily quickly shifted into her wolf and pounced upwards against the manhole cover, sending it flying across the alley. Then her wolf jumped forward and grabbed one of the hunters and flung him meters across the road before he could even think of transforming in to his wolf.

“What do you mean?” Silence. Then The system responded. Not smoothly. Not subtly. Direct. Cold. Final. “Separation protocol initiated.” The words landed like impact. Kael stiffened. “…no.” Lyra’s chest tightened. “What is that?” The answer came immediately. “Primary contradiction requires isolation.” Silence. The bond pulsed Violently. Not stretched. Not flattened. Pulled. Like something was trying to tear it apart without breaking it. Lyra gasped slightly. “…it’s targeting us.”

He was completely isolated. He disconnected the SSD, now his most precious possession. The ECHO-RPO, a modified executable, was copied onto a small, disposable USB drive, ready for deployment. The program needed to be run in situ—right next to Elias—to ensure the EMP burst was focused enough to activate the Isolation and Cloaking without causing collateral damage.

Silvercrest guards piled after us, jamming the space. “Be fluid!” I shouted to my men. “One covers, one moves! Don’t get stuck in a clump, or they’ll swallow you!” “Yes, Beta!” We hit a fork. Isabella pointed left without slowing. “That way leads to storage and a dead end,” she said. “Take the right—there’s a stair up two levels and a side door to the courtyard.” “Copy,” I said, and relayed it. “Right turn, go!” She knew every crack of this place.

I have to know if anything's changed. Dr. W, Your continued silence is noted. We are willing to triple your standard f*e. Please respond. Alpha Declan Cross I crumple it and toss it into the flames. Then I open one addressed to me. Aria Sinclair, You have ten days remaining to comply with the pack recall. All members are required to return to Crescent Ridge territory. This is a direct order from your Alpha. Alpha Declan Cross My hands shake as I burn that one too. They don't know. They can't know that Aria Sinclair and Dr. W are the same person. If they did, the letters would say so. They'd threaten differently. They'd leverage it.

Z-04 replied: “Worse. We are going to be sealed inside.” Alexander stood with Lena in his arms. “How long do we have?” Z-03’s voice lowered. “Two minutes.” The walls began sealing. Metal shutters slammed down over exits. Screens flickered with emergency text: CONTAINMENT MODE ACTIVATED NO EXIT NO RETURN Alexander shouted: “We need an exit! NOW!” Z-04 scanned the walls. “There is one. But it is not a door.” Elias groaned. “Please don’t say something stupid.”

“Maximum protection for the king of swords. Code: MIKE–ALFA–TANGO–ECHO” All the men shout in unison. “YES SIR!” I watch as the operative escorts Isabella and Alec and puts them into the Bentley, while they speed off towards the security zone. I open the mental link and say to Isabella. “I love you, babe! I will return it to you! I promise you!” I heard Aika and Isabella cry, and then I cut. I block the link completely from them, so as not to be distracted. Then I open the link with Alec. “I’ll find the explosives. Just take care of our mate.”

Matteo whispers a curse. “Meaning we stop existing.” Yes. The word lands like a stone. For a long moment none of us speak. The galaxy glows beneath our feet. Thousands of civilizations scattered across unimaginable distances. And somewhere out there something is moving toward us. Something that used to be like us. Ezra finally breaks the silence. “You said humanity has two choices.” Isolation or alliance. He nods once. “Explain isolation.” The Custodian gestures toward the projection. If the bridge connection is severed your species may become difficult to detect.

The air smelled of oil, rot, and cold water. Isabella was dropped off a quarter mile away, as per the “alone” instruction. She walked on unsteady legs towards Pier 7, a long, wooden finger stretching into the darkness. Her heart was a drum solo in her chest. The only light came from a single, flickering sodium lamp at the pier’s landward end. “We’re in position. I have you visual. Keep walking. You’re doing perfectly.” Leo’s voice was a steady, calming presence in her ear, the only thing tethering her to sanity.