Fanfiction Sonic Boom Novels & Stories

) We will talk one day about this awful dream. [Meanwhile, Dantzler in present day is beginning to descend from his initial launch out of the water and has spotted Xanne, Syren, and Captain Yardii] Dantzler: What's that saying? Bite the dog that bit ya? Welp! I'm about to AIR THIS PLACE OUT! (Leaning Ford allowing himself to free fall for a moment he begins to curl himself into a ball as he rotates forward all whilst mumbling to himself) Impact...Impact..Impact... Friction....Sheer....SPEED! (Gaining momentum as if he were a nickel dropping from out of space in his spin and then using all of that momentum and pressure in his legs to kick off of the air sending himself surging forward with a

But Damian pointed to the figures around the wolf. They were Shadow Claw warriors. They were holding instruments. Horns. Drums. "They aren't just watching," Damian said. "They're playing. They're creating resonance." "Sonic tuning," Kai said, standing up. "It's not magic. It's acoustics. The sphere is crystal, right? Or star-metal glass? It vibrates. If you hit the right frequency, you can shatter it... or you can stabilize it." "We don't have instruments," I said. "We have voices," Wulfric said. "And we have the room." He tapped his cane on the floor. The sound echoed perfectly, a pure, ringing note. "This chamber," Wulfric said, looking up at the domed ceiling. "It is an echo chamber. A pa

Without warning, a huge screech blasted through the yard, almost knocking everyone over. As he staggered backwards, Lucas could see that the wad of material he’d dropped was unfurling, and the valves were slowly but surely coming apart. They all disintegrated in a series of tiny explosions that no one had any chance of hearing. Then, as abruptly as it had come, the sonic wave ceased. The guns were back on Miller before he had chance to take advantage. Frobisher grabbed at the valves but saw they were beyond repair. ‘Oops!’ Lucas said. His ears rang.

The massive acoustic-siege batteries in its mouth glowed with a blinding, concentrated green light. It didn't roar. It fired a localized sonic boom. The acoustic wave hit the Ark. The impact was entirely invisible, but the destruction was absolute. A massive, five-hundred-foot section of the Ark's lower durasteel hull buckled inward with a deafening screech. The smart-glass shattered into powder. Down on the promenade, Dax, Jax, and the Revers were thrown violently to the floor, clutching their helmets as the sonic pressure threatened to rupture their eardrums.

He rebounded off the molecular skin of the ocean like a stone skipping across glass. BOOM. The first sonic boom shattered the air as Torin engaged his lunar velocity. I was violently jerked forward, entirely reliant on the heavy steel cable connecting me to the Vanguard. My boots hit the water. My heavy, earthly left side wanted to sink instantly, to drag me down into the boiling deep. But my right arm—glowing with the blinding, pale silver light of the celestial conduit—violently rejected the ocean. The silver iron in my blood pulled upward, skimming my body across the surface of the water perfectly.

The wet, obscene sounds of their fucking created a perfect harmony with the Song. The final climax built like a gathering storm. When it broke, the vortex exploded with light. A cataclysmic wave of golden-emerald ecstasy surged outward, spiraling through every realm and timeline. New bonds formed across time itself. Ancient wounds healed in bursts of pleasure. The Flame Root expanded, birthing new chambers and new possibilities.

He jammed his finger down on the emitter’s trigger. A wave of invisible, crushing pressure slammed into the room. Cattleya screamed, her ears ringing with the sound of a thousand glass panes shattering at once. The vampires didn't die; they shrieked in agony, their bodies convulsing, their skin blistering and turning to ash where the sonic waves hit them. The room became a kaleidoscope of chaos”shattered relics, dust, pulverized stone, and the desperate, thrashing forms of the undead.

heartbeat. The shockwave hit the cliffs with the force of a "Mechanical" hammer. The stone groaned, and a "System-Collapse" of spray and steam roared upward, drenching the village in "Unindexed" salt and heat. "The sub!" Aria screamed over the roar, her "Possessive" love for her family overriding the terror of the wave. "Damian, tell me the buoy still has their frequency!" The Silence of the "Sovereign"

The coffin fell away; the room fell away; all the world was her blood and the noise it made in me. Somewhere beyond the stone, life mumbled at the edges of hearing: a far-off bass throb of iron beasts, pipes ticking in their skins, a machine’s faint breath, voices turned to coins rattling in jars. It all came muted, thickened by earth, and still it roared after the long famine as if the world itself had a throat I could drink.

"Second, the 'Flash-Freeze.' It’s a concentrated version of the stabilizer you’ve been stealing. When inhaled, it triggers a hyper-calcification of the marrow. Its 'locks' their shift. If they're mid-transformation, they stay that way, fragile, brittle, and incapable of using their strength." "And third, the Sonic Disruptor. Their hearing is 20% more sensitive than a natural wolf’s, as your friends had demonstrated at the arena, but much more lethal. This device emits a frequency that resonates with the kinetic redirection plating in their bones. It creates a feedback loop. To them, it feels like their own skeleton is trying to vibrate itself into powder." My father reached under the desk an