Cranium Command Buzzy Novels & Stories

June asked, her breath coming in gasps "what happens to the people? Do their brains just... Stop?" Benson did not look at her. He watched the silver needle move closer to Junes arm. "The human brain is not a computer drive, June. The General is using all of their power. If we pull the plug suddenly... There might be a surge of energy." "A surge?" Junes eyes went wide. "Do you mean their heads will explode?" "I mean they will finally be free " Benson whispered. WARNING: WALL BROKEN. SECTOR 4. The glass ceiling above the city made a loud groaning sound. A big crack appeared. It looked like a spiderweb spreading across the glass. High-pressure needles of ocean water began to spray into the room

There’s a long chandelier in the middle, the pale white glow from it mixing with the amber from the built-in lighting and giving the room a gorgeous hue. Almost all the seats are occupied except the last two by the corner, and we move to one of them, the beats from the soft jazz playing sending a relaxed feeling through me as I lose my buttons and settle on the chair. "She isn’t here," I inform Zack as he stays on his feet next to me, frowning as I turn my wrist to check my watch. I’m just on time, and she’s running a minute late. "Oh, I’m here, Alexander." My ears perk, and I swirl in my seat to check where the familiar voice comes from.

The "jitter" didn't just stay in the background anymore. It became a Buffer Overflow in my skull. I was standing in the tactical command center, staring at the holographic map, but the gold lines were beginning to ghost and smear. Every time I tried to focus on a specific data packet, a sharp, vibrating hum—like a silver needle being dragged across glass—echoed through my nervous system.

Before it could touch a single hair on her head, I caught it by the throat, and with a single brutal twist of my wrist, I snapped its neck, throwing its lifeless body into the dirt like trash. "Stay behind me!" I roared over the chaos to Seraphina. Suddenly, Commander Vane pulled a small, sleek black device from his vest. He didn't look worried, instead he looked bored. He pressed a heavy red button on the side. SCREEEEEEEEECH! The world exploded into pure agony. The high-frequency shriek tore was deafening, a piercing, blinding pitch that rattled the fillings in my teeth and felt like a spike was being driven directly into my skull.

BRYNN POV Noise comes back first. Not sound—pressure. Like the world is squeezing in around my skull, every thought trying to occupy the same inch of space. My hands are shaking. I don’t remember telling them to stop being still. I stare at them like they belong to someone else—fingers flexing, curling, deadly in ways my body understands even if my mind doesn’t. Neutralize. The word still echoes, sharp and clean, like it was etched into bone.

There was a text message notification from Freddie, my friend and Special adviser. I glanced toward the opposite side of the table where he sat. He gestured at me to look at my phone. Making sure July’s attention was still on her unbearable presentation, I glanced down at my phone. Freddie sent me a meme that he’d cleverly created by swapping July's head with that of an evil looking Maleficent. I swallowed a snigger. Glancing at him, I shook my head and grinned. “Do you mind?” July's frigid tone broke me out of my thoughts.

My legs are starting to tremble. Pocholo and I are squatting outside Commander Apollo's office. The two of us had the ultimate sermon from the Commander. I can't remember the rest because what he said was so long. Besides my headache, I'm also sleepy. I think we've been squatting here for almost three hours.

I grinned at my boys, who were all looking nervous except for Mancini. I'd warned, I warned them all that my kid was a whole other breed of fucked up, but they all, to a man, claimed she was just a baby. My phone rang on my hip with the first strains of The Dark Army by Rok Nardin. Mengele's demented ass was calling. "It's in the bunny." I snapped my fingers at the boys to get their attention. "How do you know?" "I know." "Ryder, does your ex have a bunny?"

*Bang* Mane felt his head spinning as a loud ringing sound overwhelmed his senses. His eyes stared straight ahead, right in the direction of Zica; however, his mind was not in the present, nor was it trapped in the past. His thoughts swirled around his murky brain aimlessly, as the young Supreme of the True Universe tried to comprehend the words he had just heard.

he trembled, trying to hold his ground. "Oh? Then, let’s prove it." I nodded to Zane, who brought my disabled robot onto the stage. Grabbing a steel rod as thick as my wrist, I brought it down on the machine in a hail of blows. "No!" Adrian lunged, but security, who was ready for this, pinned him in place. Helpless, he could only watch as I smashed the bot to pieces, muttering over and over, "System, I won’t change, I won’t change it…"