Buzz Lightyear Scream Novels & Stories

“Good. I promise I’m gonna find a way to do it. I’m already looking into it, okay? But only if you behave. No more noises in the middle of the night.” The poor thing couldn’t knock fast enough. I smiled, nodding. “See? We got this.” “Back, Fran. Trying to touch,” the Blotters warned. I grabbed the LED and aimed straight at the corner. I heard the hurried shuffle and a deadened mix of growl and moan. “Hungry.” “Yeah, bet it is.” “That wasn’t us.” My eyes widened like grapefruits, and I aimed the LED away from the corner.

Blaze's phone beeps twice with a disturbing message. It was from Erebus, "By the time you find her, she will be no more, so much for your Ride, pussy boy!" In anger, Blaze crushed his phone in his hand, as He growled so loud the neighboring packs were scared. *SYLA!!!! PLEASE ANSWER ME!!!!* *Blaze?* he heard her faint voice and froze, *Was that you that howled?* I asked still very sleepy, the air was getting thin.

Denzel pulled back, a look of concern etching onto his face. "Nira, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice tinged with worry. Nira's eyes widened, pupils dilating as an otherworldly scream tore through the air. Denzel caught off guard, was abruptly propelled out of the car by the sheer force of Nira's scream. The intensity of her scream sent shockwaves, shattering glass windows, car windshields, and the fragile bulbs illuminating the lively scene. The music from the live band performers was instantly replaced with the blaring sound of car alarms.

Out of nowhere, I hear an ear-piercing scream which pulls us from our staring contest toward Zayla, then we hear bones breaking and another scream. “Fuck” I yell. She is trying to shift.

Z-03 rose slowly, towering over all of them. “It is near.” Z-04 stood tall, eyes blazing white-blue. “It is coming for Z-02 and the corrupted unit.” Jay convulsed violently— glowing so brightly Elias had to shield his own eyes. “Lena—help me—Lena—it’s inside me—” Lena screamed. “STOP IT! STOP—PLEASE—STOP—!!” Her pulse burst outward in a wave of light— Freezing the air stilling Z-04 halting Z-03

My skin buzzed, heat prickling against it. Out of nowhere, I saw a tall figure smiling at me. “Do you see that?” I whispered, voice shaking. ‘See what?’ Sai sounded distant now, muffled. “Someone,” I said hoarsely. “He’s just standing there—” The lamp flared one last time, a bright flash that swallowed the whole room in white. I screamed but no sound came out of my mouth. When my eyes adjusted, the smoke alarm was wailing. “No. No, no, no.”

Even with Liam’s chest vibrating with quiet laughter under my ear, my lungs kept heaving like I’d run a marathon through hell. “I mean it, Liam,” I muttered against him, my voice muffled, “if those nuns drag me into the shadows, don’t you dare let go. You better fight them with holy water and” The sudden flick of the overhead lights snapped me out of my spiraling terror. Brightness flooded the room, blinding me for a second. My scream stuck halfway in my throat, my body jerking tighter against Liam. “Sweetheart,” he chuckled, steadying me, “the movie’s over.”

Their heads rolled, their blood splattering across the ground as he laughed in savage delight. "My turn!" Lydia called, her glasses glinting as she activated some hidden mechanism. A laser contraption on her shoulder fired precise beams, each shot taking down a creature with clinical accuracy. Blooby was smaller than the rest of us, but his strength was unmatched. His copper fists smashed through skulls with ease, and his sturdy frame absorbed attacks without flinching. Good idea leaving Peecher and her buddies behind, Gidon!" Lydia shouted sarcastically, her voice barely audible over the chaos. "They wouldn't have been much help right now, would they?"

Cyra lunges from behind, his blade glinting in the dim light. I let Nyah surge forward. My eyes burn, my chest tightens, and then... BOOM. A torrent of lightning bursts from me, crackling like a storm tearing the world apart. The sound is deafening. The ground splits beneath my feet, dust flying into the air. Lyra screams as the wave slams her back, Cyra vanishes before the blast can consume him, reappearing across the field, pale and shaken. Even Cancer steps back, shielding his face against the light.

“We won’t let it get that far. Leila, shut it down. Block every vector.” As Leila typed furiously, the lantern on the table flickered. A low hum filled the room. Marcus’s discarded AR glasses,though crushed sparked once on the floor. A faint projection flickered in the air for a split second: a little girl’s laughter, followed by a woman’s scream.