Elite Dangerous Mission Failed Immediately Novels & Stories

When I gave up on my mission and confessed to the existence of the system, my girlfriend, who couldn’t seem to give up on her first love, suddenly agreed to marry me and bear me a child. I thought my sincerity had moved her and excitedly began preparing for the wedding. She, however, tricked me into going for surgery. “You’re on a mission and have unlimited lives. He has end-stage heart failure and is on the verge of death. Don’t worry, after his surgery and recovery, I’ll come back to our family and continue helping you with your mission.” What she didn’t know was that the moment she took my heart away, I had utterly failed my mission and all my memories were erased. One month later,

"We need a surgical strike. If we take out the anchors of those siphons, the steam will backfire into their own lines." "It's a suicide mission," Kaelen said, though her eyes were already scanning the cliffside for a descent path. "The mist is toxic. My wolves can't breathe in that Rot for more than a few minutes." "I can," I said. I looked at my violet-scaled arms. "And the Elite will follow me. I’ll provide the atmosphere." Malachi grabbed my shoulder, his fingers searching for the heat that used to be there. "Elara, you just woke up. Your system is still fractured."

The scent of cedar and storm and him overwhelmed her, dragging up memories she had no right to keep. “Then why,” she whispered, “can’t you stop touching me?” Kael pulled away like she burned him. Rage exploded across his face, ugly and raw. He looked like he wanted to hit something. Like he wanted to hit _her_. Before he could speak— A knock echoed violently at the door. “Alpha!” Beta Damon’s voice was tight with urgency. Kael opened the door sharply, his movements jerky with barely leashed violence. “What?” Damon didn’t step inside. He kept his eyes on the floor, his posture rigid. “We found another body near the western border.”

Nerien hadn't noticed. Freedom was only a few more steps away. I could disappear into the forest. Start a new life. Become a farmer. Raise chickens. Anything but this. [DING!] Host. I forgot a few details. Here is the complete mission information. Mission: Spend the night with Nerien Goldmane. Reward: 100 SP. Penalty: Immediate death. Current Survival Rate: 1.0% "..." I nearly screamed. "You forgot to mention immediate death?!" It slipped my mind.

He would spend the rest of his life trapped in an endless prison of regret. Then I saw the System that had once held me at its mercy being violently purged in a catastrophic storm of corrupted data. The majestic voice echoed once more. "System Operational Unit 734. Core mission failure confirmed. Severe protocol violation detected. Execution via complete system purge initiated." "Why?" I asked. "Why am I still alive?" "Mission accomplished. The host must survive to claim the designated reward. This is the prime directive," the voice explained. "Any action that prevents the host from obtaining their reward after mission completion constitutes an S-class violation."

“Sentimental fools. The true bloodline does not beg or kiss. It conquers.” An elite lunged. Damien shoved Mia and Hope behind him, firing while keeping one hand linked with Mia’s. “You’ll never understand what we have. She chose me. I chose her. Our children are born from love, not experiments!” Mia pressed against his back, kissing his shoulder. “We’re stronger together. Feel my hand in yours, Damien. I’m not letting go either.” The vault shuddered violently. Massive beams collapsed, trapping several elites. Water roared in faster. Elena’s voice barely cut through static: “Thirty seconds! Evac pods are launching—get to the emergency hatch!”

Alex said, “it’s a global contingency. Elena was planning to launch an attack that would destabilize entire nations. You need to shut it down now.” Damian and Drake worked quickly, following Alex’s instructions to dismantle the system. The screens went dark one by one, the room falling silent as the last piece of Elena’s empire crumbled. --- The team emerged from the facility into the cold night air, their mission complete. For the first time in what felt like forever, Damian allowed himself to breathe deeply. “It’s over,” Drake said, his voice tinged with disbelief. “Almost,” Damian replied. “We still need to get back to Sage .”

I felt lightheaded, almost wishing this were some trick of the mind. Even seated, his presence filled the room, commanding it without a single word. I drew a steadying breath. It was real. We held each other's gaze in silence. Long, loaded moments stretched between us. He had lost weight, the sharp angles of his jaw more pronounced, his eyes flickered with a restrained excitement. Finally, I spoke. "How did you find me?" His gaze was deep, voice calm. "My people hacked into Bella's phone," he said, pausing deliberately. "You know I always have a way."

Despite the maze of wires and flickering lights in the room, Kael remained focused. "Ten minutes," he whispered into his communication device. Elara's voice said, "Make it five." Kael grinned. "Very demanding all the time." An alert went out as the last server fell down. Reinforcements from the syndicate were en route. "It's time to leave!" Kael yelled. The team struggled to escape, just making it out before the building collapsed in a premeditated explosion. An Annulment Verified The atmosphere was triumphant back in camp. The Syndicate has been severely beaten by the successful missions. However, the festivities didn't last long.

He means it as another reprimand for me failing to keep up appearances, never mind that he was the one to bring all this up here and now. I stiffen my spine and don’t look away. He nods, and after returning his fork to the table, sits back in his chair. “Fine. One of my enforcers spoke with someone who decided to find a new pack. The man reports about twenty deaths so far. I believe some came about through attempts to remove Shane. Or perhaps he just couldn’t control himself.” Suddenly my breath seems overly loud in the quiet room. Twenty—no, twenty-one people dead because I left Shane. How can that be possible?