Bunker System Novels & Stories

It would kill him. I stood up, my legs trembling. The Sovereign was still rerouting ninety percent of my processing power to the pregnancy, leaving me blind to the external network, but I still had the "local" access. Thorne hadn't just left supplies here; he had left a backdoor into the bunker’s original mainframe. I stumbled toward the wall panel, my hands glowing as I pressed them against the rusted interface. "Wake up," I commanded. The bunker groaned. A series of ancient vacuum tubes behind the wall began to glow a warm, flickering orange. Small green characters scrolled across a tiny, CRT monitor—technology so old that the modern Cónclave viruses couldn't even recognize it. It was anal

I told him, "The air. I took off the dust from the biggest keyboard. I closed my eyes and let a tiny, microscopic drop of my magic flow into my fingertips—just enough to act as a key, not enough to trigger a shift or harm the baby. I touched the glass screen with my hand. The Royal bloodline functioned as an identification system for the ancient Moonfall mainframe. The terminal began operating after it lit up in blue light. The system displayed its outdated coding which included a digital map of the entire underground bunker system. Liam stared at the screen and whispered "Goddess. " Is that a map of the air vents? "Yes, I said as I looked at the detailed stru

“Do you see that hovel at the back, with the metal door?” Hansen nodded. “It’s the entrance to an underground bunker specially designed and built to keep radiation out in the event of a nuclear war; it consists of a warehouse with the same characteristics as this one above, with provisions for about five to ten years for about fifty people, an electricity supply system through solar panels, a deep water well and an air purification and recycling system. They are four floors underground, with thirty rooms, an exercise room and an entertainment room with a digital video library with more than one hundred thousand titles between movies and music. Everything you need for a long stay there.”

The interior of the room stood out clearly from the interior of the rest of the bunker. It contained a large oval plenary table in the center of which a small computer was embedded. It projected various maps and models of buildings into the air above and could be operated with a few swings of the finger. There was plenty of high quality technology. Measuring and sonar devices, Geiger counters, various communication systems. There were huge monitors on one wall that they used to hack into the hegedun systems. A huge backup modem stood in one corner, it housed the electronic defense for cyber attacks.

A massive crack tore down the center of the main corridor outside the room, the walls buckling inward. The bunker was completely collapsing. "We have to go! Right now!" Duncan shouted, extending his arms to take Zach from Amora’s grip so she could run faster with Heidi. From the corner of the room, Katherine let out a bloody, terrifying cackle. She had dragged herself off the floor, her fingers dug into a hidden, rusted iron recess in the stone wall. It was the manual emergency override panel for the bunker's high-security blast doors, a system designed to isolate contaminated mining sectors during cave-ins.

Xavier carries me to a bed, and carefully sets me down. "This is my safe room. The room was designed to make sure that anyone in the house can stay safe if there were to be an imminent threat. The bunker is self-sustaining, meaning that there is nothing anyone can do to force, injure, or kill those inside. Similar to a bomb shelter, this bunker is completely indestructible. No one can ever gain unwanted access. In addition, it is also fully stocked with food, water, and any necessities one would need to survive up to a year, if needed. Along with all amenities, such as some entertainment, and a fully functioning bathroom and shower. If this room is ever accessed, a warning system will alert

"You are incredibly annoying." "You've mentioned that." Kael rolled his eyes. *** We reached the blast doors of the sector bunker ten minutes later. I put my palm on a rusty iron plate hidden behind a drainage valve. The mechanical locks turned with a rough grind, the door swinging inward to show a world built for emergencies. The bunker was a relic from the secession wars. The concrete walls were four feet thick, held up by massive iron pillars, and three large emergency generators hummed steadily in the background. It was fully stocked with food, clean water, medical supplies, and weapons that didn't require network permission.

"Get the hell in there. Now." Dante shoved the heavy steel door. It didn't glide; it ground against the floor with the sound of a mountain moving. The air inside the bunker hit like a slap—sterile, recirculated, and smelling of ozone. This was the Gilded Cage, the dead center of the Vane Estate. Lead-lined walls. Air-gapped servers. Six inches of reinforced titanium separating the interior from the firestorm Arthur was currently raining down on the library above.

Eight fortified financial strongholds were breached in seconds. Security systems flipped. Self-destruct protocols activated automatically. Across every live feed, bunker cameras flickered— Then returned. Inside the bunkers— Wall Street elites, seconds earlier still celebrating, were now frozen beneath descending laser grids. No escape. No override. The systems they built had turned against them without hesitation. Blood filled sealed underground chambers. Screams never reached the surface. Everything ended in under three seconds. The bounty disappeared. The assassination order was replaced with a single line: [TARGETS CLEARED]

I’d learned that a long time ago. The safehouse sat tucked into the hillside, shielded by dense pines and the curve of the land. From the outside, it looked like nothing more than an abandoned fisherman’s cottage—weathered wood, salt-stained windows, a sagging porch. Inside, it was reinforced steel beneath the rustic shell. I walked the perimeter first, checking the cameras, the motion sensors. Inside, I made sure the supplies were stocked—water, food, medical kits, weapons. The bunker door in the basement was sealed tight with a code only three people knew.