Cyborg Treasure Planet Novels & Stories

I lay in the dark, somewhere below the Abyssal Engine. I had fallen. The grate had collapsed. I remembered hitting something... then sliding... then heat. I opened my eyes. Red light. I was lying on a ledge of rock. Below me, maybe fifty feet down, was a river of magma. The heat was intense, baking my armor. "Alive," I croaked. My throat was full of ash. I tried to move. My leg didn't respond. I looked down. My leg was pinned. Not by a rock. By the Titan. The broken chassis of the cyborg assassin was lying across my lower body. It was dead —its generator smashed, its limbs twisted. But it was heavy. Five hundred pounds of dead iron anchoring me to the ledge. "Get... off," I gritted out, pus

Cygnus began, “like I said. Aliens are real. And we are among them. But we don’t call ourselves that—that’s just a human-made term. Earth has humans. We are the Tarragon species from Planet Szol. We’re very far from your planet, many, many lightyears away. Right now, we’re on a spacecraft, returning to the main Tarragon mothership, which is currently hidden far from human detection. We’ll arrive there in eight hours.” I tilted my head, trying to make sense of everything with my very much not genius brain. “Once we reach the mothership, we’ll go straight to our home planet. From there, we’ll complete the mating bond—and a mating ceremony will be held for the three of us…” I didn’t say anythin

"The sapphire mud has been 'Transmuted.' The extreme pressure and radiation have turned the seabed into a 'Quantum-Superconductor.' The entire Western Trench is now a single, planetary-scale 'Circuit-Board.' The planet isn't just a rock anymore, Audrey—it’s a 'Motherboard'." As the Union’s engineers began to explore the glass floor of the ocean, they realized the planet was "Recording" them. Every step, every steam-piston, and every heartbeat was being etched into the glass as a "Phase-Shifted" data-point. The planet had gained a "Memory," and that memory was starting to playback the history of the Union in reverse.

“I am finally free. No chip, no processor controls me anymore.” Sona leapt into my arms, his golden eyes now calm. My mother approached us with a gentle smile. The four of us stood together amidst the ruins, waiting for a new dawn. The next morning, while walking along the beach, I noticed something strange lying on the sand. It was the silver crown of the clone Sophia. As I picked it up, a small hologram projector activated inside it. It revealed a dark planet in deep space—where thousands of children, identical to Sona, stood in rows.

I nodded before I began explaining the situation to Justin in a gentle but firm voice. "I was approached by a man three days ago. He promised me that if I managed to get my hands on Lowen Group's final document of company secrets, he would pay me a handsome reward that would last me several lifetimes.

And they looked terrified. ​Killian knelt beside me, his spear humming quietly. "Did we stop it?" ​"We didn't just stop it," I whispered, looking at my new, silver hands. "We hijacked it. The platform is dead, but the engine is still integrated into the mountain." ​Leo stepped toward one of the tubes, his goggles reflecting the pale, spindly form of a High Surgeon. "They wanted to turn the planet into a lifeboat to save themselves. But they left the keys in the ignition."

The lights changed to an warm white color. ### **The New Planet** Maya and Benson were in a room with a window. Outside the window the stars were still moving around. The *Rogue’s Redemption* was gone. The engine blast had pushed it away. Benson sat down on the floor. He put his head on Mayas shoulder. He was breathing hard. "Are you okay Doc?" he asked. Maya looked at her hand. The purple symbol was gone. The silver metal on her neck was going back into her skin. She felt like a human again.. She also felt empty inside. The ten thousand souls were still there. She could not hear their dreams anymore. The Bridge was closed.

The visions shattered like glass, leaving them back in the dark, groaning sub. "We’re here," Elara breathed, her forehead pressed against the viewport. Below them, the bottom of the trench didn't look like rock. It was a sprawling, geometric city of white light. In the center sat the Resonance Engine (the massive alien machine designed to rewrite the planet’s DNA).

They did not think it was possible for Wilbur to be so wealthy. However, the screenshot had proven them wrong, so Aite said, "Mister Penn, I apologize for my brashness with you just now. We do actually have detailed information on the treasure, including a map to get to it as well. That might sound ridiculous to you, but it's the truth. That treasure was actually left behind by a previous civilization. There's an entrance deep in the Vicente Primeval Forest that leads to an underground castle that the people from that previous civilization built to draw water from the great lake."

"And I have fur. You're an advanced alien species—like me. Everything I told you is true, and I just want to help—I can show you my alien spaceship if you want?" "Bertie's freak show act was enough, thank you." "Bobby's freak show." Stralath corrected. "His name is Bobby. And I'm worried about his mysterious brother. We can't find him, and Bobby refuses to reach out to his sibling. Our target could be anyone." "He's the one who wants to kidnap me?" "Yes. They're vibrios—from an enemy pod. Let me help you—we can restore your fisheri abilities." "So that I can swim to my father? I have no memories of that water world. But, you'd want to use me anyway—to communicate with the fisheri."