Escanor Novels & Stories

" It can look for bugs, hidden signals, and other things that might be sending our location. This will reveal anyone who might be a traitor. Xander's gaze expanded. "You've had that for how long?" Brad coldly answered, "I've been saving it for a moment like this." "Everyone, put your electronics down. Everything will be scanned. They all reluctantly obeyed. There was a soft beep as Brad turned on the scanner. The gadget whirred to life, displaying lines of code on its display screen. It looked around for a few anxious minutes, looking for any irregularities. Then it came to an end. There was a signal when the screen flashed red.

And next to my name, written in blood-red ink, was a humiliating note: "Myrna Walker (talent depleted, but bloodline is viable, suitable as valuable breeding stock)." Breeding stock. In that instant, the tear tracks on my face dried. The last bit of sorrow in my heart turned to ice-cold silence and a towering inferno of hate. I took out a Memory Crystal and recorded every piece of evidence. I didn't even realize fresh tears were streaming down my face until I was done. I wiped them away and, with a trembling hand, opened an encrypted comm link.

Then came the smell of ozone and the faint crackle of static. Kira flinched. “That’s not weather.” Adrian checked the scanner strapped to his wrist. Its display rippled like water under pressure. “Signal wave—broadband, directional. Somebody’s broadcasting.” “From the coordinates?” Lena asked. He nodded. “Close. Maybe two klicks east.”

"Scanning for vulnerabilities now. This will only take a moment." He touched a nearly invisible stud on the side of his device. It wasn't a scanner. It was a micro-interferer, designed to emit a precisely timed burst of high-frequency energy. He had been waiting for this moment—the moment the Fenris-Rage sample was active and outside of its cryo-stasis. "Scan complete," Ivan said, standing up. "The port is now firewalled. My apologies again." He bowed slightly and exited the room, the door hissing shut behind him.

“This is worse.” Because Silvia was a known enemy. This was an unknown one wearing a familiar face. Elias arrived three minutes later with a tablet, a small hard case, and the expression of a man who got zero joy out of being right. He nodded at Kane, then looked at me. “Show me.” I walked him straight to the desk and pointed underneath. “There.” Elias crouched, opened his case, and pulled out a handheld scanner that looked like a cross between a remote and a weapon. He ran it slowly along the underside of the desk.

Marcus deployed the scanner low and slow. "The fusing mechanism reads thermal and electronic mass signatures simultaneously," he said, pulling the data. "The threshold for detonation is set to catch anything large enough to be useful — vehicles, large groups, anything above individual wolf mass." He watched the readings. "A single wolf moving carefully might get through. A supply transport won't." "And if one goes," Xander said.

Scanning Retinal Pattern. The bar crawled. 10%. 30%. 60%. Suddenly, the bar turned red. Discrepancy Detected. Elara’s breath hitched. Her finger hovered over the 'Red' signal. "John, get out of there," she whispered into the mic. But John didn't move. He leaned closer, his voice a low, threatening growl that even the van’s mic picked up. "The drop in my eye is acting up again. Scan the left one before I take yours out to replace it."

I moved to block them, my claws starting to tip my fingers, but Elara placed a hand on my chest. "Let them, Julian," she said. She stood perfectly still as the lead enforcer raised the scanner. The machine began to hum, a low-pitched whine that vibrated in my teeth. Isabella leaned forward, her breath hitching, her smile widening as the scanner passed over Elara’s neck. Beep. Beep. BEEEEEEEP. The machine turned a violent, flashing red. "There!" Isabella screamed, pointing a shaking finger. "It’s there! The sub-frequency is a perfect match for the Vane prototype!

Summer froze she closed the door behind the movers exiting the house, turning to face Scar fully, “What do you mean the trends,I'm gonna model” “You are doing more than modelling,you will be walking side by side with me, if I'm the face you are..” “Sub face,side face,mini face” Summer asked excitedly, The door bell rang, The both ladies shared a glance, Scar shrugged, “You won't believe who you have here” She said turning to look at Scar, “Who” Summer asked sitting beside Scar as she peered into the tablet,

] Elena’s face flickered—the first crack in the Queen’s mask. "Third-party?" I whispered. I looked at my own hands. The "Void-Lead" wasn't just mine anymore. It was vibrating with a second, tiny, rhythmic heartbeat that wasn't Dante’s and wasn't mine. As I leave the audience chamber, I don't go to my quarters. I go to the "Refining-Labs" where the Scrapper-tech is stored. I pull out a stolen "Bios-Scanner" and press it to my abdomen. The screen doesn't show a frequency. It shows a Signature.