Blaze Sonic Rush Novels & Stories

I blink, my head is throbbing, I can hear a distant calling of my name. I try to move my lips, but instead I start to fall... I start to fall into the deep abyss of darkness. "Blaze!" Is what I hear before I finally black out. • • • •

I silently watched the wipers slosh the water off the windshield as Alaric sped through the city streets. “Tell me something to take my mind off it,” he demanded in an urgent tone. I turned toward him and took in the sight of his tense body. His knuckles were white from his tight grip on the steering wheel and his eyes were deadlocked on the road ahead. My mind scrambled for something to tell him to calm him down. “Tell me something before I turn around and fucking kill him,” Alaric angrily said, his voice rising as he smacked the steering wheel.

the commander shrieked, scrambling backward as his vanguard was butchered in seconds. Two massive, heavily armored trucks at the edge of the park activated roof-mounted sonic disruptors—the same high-frequency weapons that had incapacitated our pack back at the castle. A visible wave of distorted air shot toward Killian. He grunted, his advance slowing for a fraction of a second as the agonizing sound hit his sensitive Lycan ears. No you don't. > I stood within the safety of my dome and raised my left hand. I tapped into the Void. I didn't just mute the sound this time; I weaponized the shadows beneath the trucks.

Chapter 21 Present I don't mind suffering but can it please be in silence... "I said a splish splash I was taking a bath!" Troy sings atrociously at the top of his voice while the water continues to run. "Gonna wash my feet, gonna wash my hands, gonna wash my back before givin' everyone a party heart attack!" he ends on a high-pitched note. I envy deaf people right now. "How much longer?" I ask Bell with an angry look on my face. At this rate, Troy will never be ready on time for the party -- maybe it's a good thing for the rest of us.

Caspian shouted. Suddenly, the north wall disintegrated. Four men in matte-black tactical gear descended on fast-ropes. These weren't regular soldiers; they were the Reapers, the Old Guard’s personal cleanup crew. They didn't carry rifles; they carried high-output sonic cannons designed to disrupt neural tissue. Whump. The first sonic blast hit the room. The frequency was so high it turned Caspian’s vision into a blur of grey static. He collapsed to his knees, his ears bleeding.

I asked, barely above a whisper. He hesitated, his eyes darting to the timer. I could see his throat move as he swallowed hard. “Answer me,” I said, louder this time. He sighed shakily. “Yes… it’s bad. It’s a Crimson Ultra Charge, my lady. Military grade. One of the deadliest kinds.” My blood ran cold.. “Get me out of here,” I snapped, my voice rising. Blake ran a hand through his hair, scanning the straps and wires. “We have to stay calm…”

He lets out a whooshing sound and doubles over, falling to the ground. “You deserved that,” I mutter as he groans in pain. Rush has his claws out ready to strike at Alice. “Touch her and I will make you bleed.” He looks at me wide-eyed, “I’m Alice.” she says, offering her hand with a grin. “Alice, are you trying to get yourself killed?” Blaze roars, charging at Rush. I throw up a shield to stop him from connecting. As much as I would love to see Blaze beat the shit out of Rush, I can’t do it.

I hit the 'Ignite' command. A sequence of localized gas bursts erupted from the kiln floor—not explosions, but pillars of brilliant, roaring flame that reached toward the ceiling. The light was blinding, a flash-bang of industrial scale. The "Sonic Screen" shifted frequency, moving from a roar to a high-pitched, crystalline shriek. The mercenaries went down. It wasn't the heat that got them; it was the sensory overload. Their HUDs, designed to filter out muzzle flashes and small-scale noise, were overwhelmed by the foundry’s raw power. They were clutching their helmets, their weapons clattering to the floor.

he added, yelling at his men. Three brave or should we just say very stupid soldiers rushed forward, towards her, slamming the sonic devices into the ground. The high pitched whine that had incapacitated Alex and the other wolves at the gala in the estate some days back, when the mercenaries infiltrated the pack to attack instantly filled the air. Zara tilted her head to the side a little as she looked at the sonic devices with mild curiosity. She then stamped her front paw. The earth rippled. The vibration traveled through the ground, targeting the devices specifically.