Cranium Command Buzzy Novels & Stories

The crimson warning continued flashing before my eyes long after the four Crown Kings disappeared from the Headmaster's office. Their footsteps had faded into silence, yet the pressure they left behind seemed to linger in the room. I stared at the system's newest command, unable to believe what I was seeing. [Hidden Mission Activated.] [Proceed to the Eastern Barrier.] [Reward: Memory Fragment.] [Penalty for Refusal: Crown Synchronization -5%.]

Buzz, is the network feed ready? The feed is locked and loaded, Doc, Buzz’s voice crackled through the secure line. He was parked in a surveillance van in the hotel's underground garage, his fingers resting on the master override switch of the ballroom’s projection screens. The moment Cynthia starts her live test, we will intercept the display. The entire room will see the chemical structural failure in real time. We also have the Blood Moon financial audits queued up to play right after the slide deck. Perfect, Valerie said, setting her champagne glass down on a passing server’s tray. Keep the line open.

W hat came was something I didn’t expect. It was a voice filled with concern. “Are you okay?”

The scout struggled for breath. "Nobody knows." Not a reassuring answer. "The ground is moving." Nobody liked that either. Lucien pinched the bridge of his nose. "Wonderful. Ancient monsters, magical crowns, and now moving mountains." "You're coping poorly," Cassian observed. "I'm coping exactly as expected." The argument ended abruptly. The Bone Crown suddenly burned. Not warmth. Not discomfort. Pain. White-hot pain. Lyra cried out. Her knees hit the snow. A scream tore through her skull.

Are you so suddenly confident because you’re behind a phone? “Are you all right?” She heard her father's voice creep into her head and she almost jumped at the suddenness. She looked up at him to see Cameron beside him with his eyes squinted and looking at her as if he was trying to check out what was going on in her head.

Nathan nods his head, and we all take a seat to drink. We scull our drinks, and Nathan bolts upstairs to get the Wolfsbane for me. My head starts to feel immediately fuzzy. That's strange. I only had one drink. I shake my head and try to ignore it. I look up to see Nathan has returned with the Wolfsbane walking towards me, swaying. 'Nathan? What is wrong with you?' I ask him. Nathan suddenly collapses to the floor. I race over to him, beginning to sway. 'Nathan!' I shout. My head becomes fuzzier. Everything is swaying.

In my mind? Is this day going to get any worse?. However I decide not to freak out, to at least see where all this is going to. Because I really need answers. Desperately. "Okay, so who are you? And why are you in my head?. Wait...better question. How on Earth are u in my head?" "We share a bond Azura. I can communicate with you through that bond". The sweet voice said again. Is that really necessary? That happens in real life?

As they were peeking outside from the gaps of the windows still busy while scrutinizing the bridge, Brian's voice instantly made them realize that they should move out now. Saying that, Brian lifted off his hat exposing his short brown hair and slung it onto the small hook which was positioned near the rearview mirror above. He wasn't entirely exhausted yet. However, he still decided to rest a little as he slumped back into the seat. Grabbing their backpacks everyone else came out of the bus leaving Brian the only one inside. *Squeak* *Squeak* *Slam* The door of the bus closed as its hydraulic air release system made a squeaking sound. At this point, even that sound that nobody pays attentio

“Cut the feed, Dante! Rip the goddamn wires out!” Bianca’s voice wasn't her own. It vibrated with a metallic, discordant reverb that rattled the glass of the remaining Bio-Vault tanks. She was arched back in the cradle, her spine snapping tight against the steel frame. Her fingers clawed at the air, nails dragging red lines through the condensation on the control panel.

"End the story, Hazel. I dare you." I looked at the cage. My real body was still in there, swinging wildly as the city tilted. I looked at Bryan. Then I looked at the golden antenna at the center of the deck. It was glowing red, charging up the explosion. "We have to stop the core!" Bryan said. "Hazel, use your access! You're the Director!" I ran to the main console near the antenna. I slammed my hands onto the glass screen. Access Denied, The Computer Screamed In A Red Font. User Identity Conflict.