Emerl Sonic X Novels & Stories

Prince Axel was on a rampage within, he was too excited to have the Omega inside the tank within close distance, cuddle, snuggle, rubbing their noses like the old times and shared hot times. “Xerahn your finally back” he teared up Axel watched him closely, and Penelope looked back at him, trying to imitate his movements. “How is Xerahn SC1?” Axel said without looking, staring only at Penelope's obsidian black eyes. SC1 means Scientists #1, Axel doesn't like to call anyone by name, so everyone around the lab are not using their original name. “The electric shock wave works pretty well, and we detected no side effects, he is indeed the perfect one”

Elmer led most of the talk. “Mrs. Xavier, Welterton Dynamics is very interested in your SOT Chip 1.2,” Elmer said, sliding a folder across the table. “The energy efficiency is impressive. We believe integrating it into our new device line could reduce power consumption by at least 25%. What are your thoughts on a collaboration?”

Sonic scratched the back of his head. “Let’s go” Ben got up and pulled Dana to the corridor. “What about when that lady comes back?” Dana whispered. “Sonic will deal with it!” Dana turned to look at Sonic, just in time to see him rolling his eyes. Sonic put his index finger to his lips to command silence and a warning by a cutthroat action with the thumb of his right hand complete with a menacing look once he realized that he was seen by Dana. Dana quickly turned her head back.

The operative convulsed and went limp. But there were more. A third Spectre emerged from the smoke, ignoring its fallen comrade. It raised a heavy-duty sonic cannon, a weapon designed to liquify internal organs through armor. Elias dove behind a concrete pillar just as the air vibrated with a bone-shaking thrum. The concrete cracked, dust choking her lungs. "Elias! The core is at eighty percent!" Julian’s voice echoed through the facility’s internal speakers. "I need you now! The Xylos array is locking onto our signature!"

He just said, “Now.” The quick-witted female in front of the server banks smacked her finger onto a key. "Not an alarm. A switch." Panels slid back with a hydraulic hiss from above. No sprinkler systems. The four cylindrical objects lowered, each with a low-pitched, piercing hum that resonated in your bones. Sonic disruptors. Non-lethals, but totally debilitating

Specifically. Silas, at the sub-harmonic terminal, heard the cells at Oakhaven. The specific sound of that confinement, the silence broken by distant mechanical noise, the sensory memory of a place that had been designed to be nothing. Accurate. Detailed. The Echo had access to the Drive's historical data on every subject that had been through the facility. Xander, fifteen meters from the override terminal, heard his father's voice.