Escanor's Power Novels & Stories

"The twins are already under stress. The purge nearly killed you." "The purge woke me up, Victor! Get out of my way." The infirmary was quiet later that afternoon, but the tension was a physical weight. Zack had a scanner in his hand, a sleek piece of black tech he’d swiped from the rogue general’s belongings. "Sit still, El," Zack muttered. He ran the device over her forearm, then her neck. A sharp, high-pitched beep echoed through the room. "What?" Victor was on his feet instantly. Zack’s face went pale. He didn't answer. He adjusted the frequency and ran the scanner back over the nape of Elodie’s neck, right where the spine met the skull. The beep turned into a steady, flat tone.

A mechanical cylinder, almost the size of a surgical tray and glowing with a faint, eerie blue ultraviolet light, dropped through a rusted iron street grate above. It suspended itself in mid-air and began to rotate slowly. A scanning beam of blue light swept across the concrete walls of the tunnel, searching for the infrared signature of living flesh. Kael pulled me hard against his chest, wrapping his frame around mine to shield me from the line of sight. I pressed my face into the rough leather of his jacket, shutting my eyes tightly and holding what little breath I had left in my lungs. The scanner hummed, electronic whine that seemed to vibrate directly inside my teeth as the blue light

Nothing but endless dusk and jagged rocks. “What did you do to them?” I demanded. Damon’s eyes gleamed, hungry and cold. “They’re where they belong. Apart from you.” I forced calm into my voice. “You can’t keep me here.” “Oh, but I can.” He stepped closer, and the ground itself seemed to bend beneath his feet, shadows pooling around him. “I’ve been waiting for this. For you. The Scar feeds on power, Elara. And your power? It was always meant for me.”

Beside it, another biometric scanner, and a retinal scanner. “No idea,” Elise said. “But I bet it’s not a break room.” Sophia moved closer. The scanner was active. That meant power. Which meant someone, somewhere, still needed to get in and out. She tried to breathe slowly, evenly. But her skin was crawling. “Elise. Can you hack this one?” “Maybe. But I don’t like it.” Sophia looked at her. “That makes two of us.”

"Look at you, all eager to please. You didn't even offer anything in return. Why would she help you out?" He then handed me a card. "I'm Daniel Jenkins. Here's a little something for our first meeting. ZenWave's beauty clinics are all part of my family business. With this card, you can enjoy unlimited visits." ZenWave was a well-known, high-end beauty clinic chain. A single visit there could cost tens of thousands of dollars. This gift was too generous. I didn't take the card, but Leon snatched it from Daniel's hand and stuffed it into mine.

Liora whispered to herself late one night, the glow of her laptop screen reflecting on her tired face. “They are run by a powerful council. And Iceland… this forgotten place is their long‑lost laboratory.” Digging deeper into the files, she found evidence that the facility was currently attempting to reactivate certain “dead protocols” originally developed by Catherine Thorne years ago. They intended to use the Scorpion system to gain total control over energy distribution networks throughout Northern Europe. If they succeeded, they could black out entire countries with nothing more than a single command entered into a computer. The next day, in an attempt to ease the rising tension between

His hold over his sword tightened witnessing this air blow, but he refrained from receiving an understanding nod from Evanora. “Evanora, you want my powers! I will give up my powers. You don’t have to kill people for that. We would never crossways. I am giving you the last chance to turn back and survive. Order your army to go back, now. Or else, you know who I am.” Evanora heard the message that Scarlet whispered into that air blow and chuckled. She mimicked Scarlet and smashed a blow from her side to Scarlet that read,

All the pieces immediately got stuck and integrated themselves into dean's almost invisible soul imprint. Yanlong had a vague sense this skill would turn out to be 'power scan'. Simply put, it's the ability to tell the power level and ability of any person. Perfect power to live a salted fish life by. She continued onwards. Then came the labs of biology. As expected, the growth here is chaotic. Thankfully, all of that is locked inside the glass doors. On the outside, there are only two zombies, each looking more unmotivated than the other.

] 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.

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!