Axl X Zero Novels & Stories

I answered. I just hope he will be around. With that, he took a turn and drove off. After twenty to thirty minutes of driving, we finally stopped in front of a huge skyscraper. It was so tall that I could see the end of it. There was a huge sign in front, which could be seen even from the stars. AXL COMPANIES was written on it. The door was opened for us as soon as we stopped, and I stepped down from the car. Alora did the same, and we stood before the huge building.

A hand swiftly caught my elbow, steadying me with a frustrated growl. "If you're not going to take the Advil or hydrate yourself then, at the very least, sit the fuck down because I don't plan on being your crutch," he seethed, picking me up and setting me on the cool countertop. Ace began tapping my cheek lightly, "come on, focus baby and just drink the damn water." He, then, grabbed the glass of water on the table and took a large sip of it, "See, I haven't put anything in it. If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't drug you. That would show up in a toxicology report."

Charles was still stubbornly trapped in his delusions, and he screamed, "Just wait a little more! I have to be right, my superpower lets me see the future!" Having lost her trust in him, Iris shook her hand out of his grip and ran straight out the door. However, the weather outside had already become -94°F, and there was no more electricity and water, much less any transportation, so she had no choice but to return to the Dennings. Sipping another warm cup of milk tea, I activated my generator. Because of the weather, the surveillance footage was cut out more often than not, but I could tell what was going on at their place through the comments in real time.

Alexander says charmingly, but Leonel and I both know it's a front he’s putting on for his very powerful, very influential audience. “I just explained it.” she answers politely, the same politeness you'd expect from Bella, “I’m one of your bartenders.” “Mr Sinclair was just about to explain a new partnership Axion Tech and The IronRoot Institute are meant to begin together,” Riley explains. The audience thunders in applause, so loud we hear it clearly where we are. Surely this can't be part of Jaxon’s plan? And if it is what the hell even is his plan? “And while that’s touching, I do have a question for you Alexander, before you go on.” Riley continues matter-of-factly.

But Miguel’s eyes had locked onto nothing specific. A sleek black sedan with tinted windows rolled through the academy gates. It moved slowly, like it had every right to be there. The body shone like obsidian, polished and silent. Its plate number. SZ 125. Xander followed the car’s movement. "Whoa. That’s a 2026 Maybach. Custom model. Look at the grille. Miguel, that's your model too” Miguel’s breath hitched. His cigarette dropped. He followed Xander's gaze.

“A car?” Jasper nodded. “Yes.” I swallowed and looked up, confused. “But this isn’t—this isn’t a normal registration.” Dickson leaned back, arms crossed. “Because it’s not a normal car.” Peter finally spoke. “It’s a customized Tesla Aether-X.” I blinked. “The Aether-X isn’t on the market.” “It won’t be,” Tracy said softly. “This one was built privately.” I looked back down at the documents, my fingers tracing the printed specifications.

Still, Axel pushed forward and we continued on our way, eyes scanning the perimeter like he was chasing something invisible. "Are you sure this is the right—" “Not long now,” he said. “I called in a favor.” And just like that, the impossible happened. Even out here, in what looked like the middle of nowhere, a dark vehicle crested the road, dust kicking up beneath it. Military grade. Blacked-out windows. No plates. The driver stepped out and offered a salute. "Who's this?" I whisper asked Axel who was already leading me to the vehicle. "My team," he casually responded. Axel didn’t smile. He just nodded and opened the back door for me. “Get in.” That was my cue not to ask any more questions.

Red Rose said while tying her hair. Austin thought hard, then offered a bold guess: “Maybe Zero was bluffing, not wanting to meet Boss. Didn’t expect Boss to call the bluff and say she was in Avenlith too. Hahaha! Zero must be kicking himself now!” Sage: “…” Briella smacked Austin’s head—not too gently. “You talk too much. Give me your laptop.” “Ow! Why so violent?” Austin whined, but obediently handed over the computer.

Bag after bag of plasma was pumped into my veins. One raw, guttural scream tore out of me, and then the sound of a baby crying filled the room. On my phone, the screen was still frozen on one last image. Jasper and Fiona were locked in a kiss beneath the Aurelian Tower. I held my crying son and let the tears fall without stopping.