Aliens Sonic Novels & Stories

Shadow defended with a tinge of mockery and pride. Sonic scratched the back of his head “They have around 45 holes, we have to take them all in one go to gain upper hand and leave them no room for retaliation.” “How many men are you short of?” Tyrell asked. “We are not short of men” Sonic sneered and added with a nonchalant expression “only if you need them alive.” Ben’s lips curled up even though he didn’t participate in the banter. “What’s the plan?” Simon asked tactfully.

he replied, bowning slightly. "In that case Aerick, son of Alpha Adam of Howling Moon, please step forward," I said smiling.

Beep! Beep!! Beep!! Beep! Beep! The alarm suddenly began to vibrate on the large reading table that was opposite her big bed. At first, it was impossible for her to hear this, but just like the alarm had a mind of its own, it increased it's tempo and suddenly began to ring faster and louder that Miss Jane was forced to open her eyes with a scream. She noticed the noise and she quickly grabbed the alarm trying to put it to sleep but it wasn't responding, so she had no option than to smash it on the floor.

I dropped my juice box, still addicted to this thing. 'And you will never understand,' I said coldly, I picked up the mini ear buds at my side and wore it. The sonic shield pierced in, blocking out every sound. 'Now, enjoy my favorite music!' I shouted. I pressed the blue button on the arm of my chair and smiled. The sound to me was like a small incessant ringing but to them, it was a loud frequent wave, similar to a banshee's wail.

But you must understand—I wouldn't ask this of you if the alternative weren't worse. From beyond the vault's reinforced entrance, the sound of tactical penetration equipment echoed against centuries-old stone. Not standard security forces—something more advanced. Something with capabilities that made even Carlos Rodriguez visibly tense. Sonia's tactical mind processed the approaching threat. "Military-grade sonic disruptors," she assessed. "Designed to incapacitate neural implants." Her eyes met Alex's with alarm. "They're specifically coming for you." Two minutes, thirty seconds until security breach. Two minutes, fifteen seconds until the Protocol activation window closed. A heartbeat for

The impact threw debris into the air, and the shockwave hit my chest like a hammer. She stood in the crater she’d made, her gaze sweeping across us with no hint of recognition, only rage. How were we supposed to knock her unconscious when she could dodge everything we threw at her? We needed to disorient her. I reached behind me and pulled out the Sonic screamer. Its sharp hum vibrated against my palms as I powered it on. I gave Quin a signal, a single nod. She raised another Dream Blaster. “On my mark,” I said, tightening my grip.

Prepare for first contact. —Aria. I stare at the screen. "Post-Human Collective?" Alex reads over my shoulder. "Landing?" I whisper. "48 hours," Alex says. We look at each other. The victory of the courthouse feels like a lifetime ago. The petty squabbles with Evelyn feel like sandbox games. "Oh fuck," I say. "Aliens?" "Not aliens," Echo’s voice says from the ceiling. "Post-humans. Humans who left. And evolved." "And they're coming back," Alex realizes.

He just said, “Now.” The quick-witted female in front of the server banks smacked her finger onto a key. "Not an alarm. A switch." Panels slid back with a hydraulic hiss from above. No sprinkler systems. The four cylindrical objects lowered, each with a low-pitched, piercing hum that resonated in your bones. Sonic disruptors. Non-lethals, but totally debilitating

He wanted to see her through the eyes of imagination. The scene of the earth was now emerging on the screen and there on the road there was bile in the blood, it was Anahita, Joseph's Anna. Joseph sighed and said something; the aliens moved fast and went out. He himself went to the control room and turned on a machine and stood in it. It was a long tube made of glass that could hold only one alien or two humans at a time. The next moment, the machine disappeared for him. It was a machine used in extreme emergencies that allowed them to reach anywhere at any time in the blink of an eye.

I tell her when she looks at me and I know she remembers what happened. “The sound he used. Sonic cannon. He was developing it while he studied me. It is called Alpha. If they use the right sound, they can use it on whales. I listened while they thought I was sedated. Apparently, they used it in the past. To prevent whales from beaching, now he will use it to subdue my people and slaughter them. So you marking me has caused a problem. Have you been punished yet?” she says and I look away from her and she scoffs.