Flashpoint Spike Novels & Stories

Fenris said sharply. Lucian swore under his breath. “They’re pushing strain back up the spine.” Raine surged to her feet despite Kael’s protest. “If they channel it upward, the nexus will spike.” “And if the nexus spikes—” Eryx began. “Convergence accelerates,” Maerith finished grimly. The eastern fracture point pulsed visibly within the projection now—a bright node flashing erratically. Raine stepped forward and pressed her palm into the merged lattice. The bond flared open.

Lily could practically see the myriad thoughts flickering behind James' glare as he rapidly calculated his next move, the optimal moment to strike out and go for the kill. Beside her, the coiled ferocity emanating from his frame had her own adrenaline singing, every cell of her body tensed in readiness to join the fray when the storm finally broke loose. The very air seemed to vibrate with pent-up violence, loaded and expectant. Then Spike made his first mistake - he laughed again, a simpering snicker of pure derision that robbed the moment of any remaining gravity.

We had fallen into a trap! The fire spread rapidly, triggering a chain reaction that led to explosions in the vicinity. "Alpha Derek, there's an ambush, run!" Spike shouted while running toward Rolf. Rolf had always been an impulsive person, and the sudden explosion completely drove him to madness. His first reaction was not to take cover but to run toward the direction where Alvin had an accident. Spike acted swiftly, grabbing him. "We need to get out of here quickly. This place is an abandoned factory. Besides the explosions, it could release a lot of toxic substances."

CASSANDRA “A strong catalyst?” I wondered, and as my brow furrowed, I took a step closer toward Spike’s cell. What do you mean by that?” Spike took a long deep breath and ran his hand through his dark brown hair. His equally dark eyes stared down at the ground for a moment and then he spoke. “Look, it was nothing more than a mere story that was popular among the members of Dark Abyss,” he said dismissively, and then he waved his hand in the air as if to further his point. “It’s nothing, really. I was just supposing.”

I shook my head—don’t—small enough only she could see. Liam’s eyes flicked sideways; he’d caught the exchange. “Your friends are loyal. Shame they can’t protect you from yourself.” And then everything exploded. --- A crack of brush to my right—Rowe burst out, pistol raised. In the same breath, two things happened: Liam hurled a silver disk underhand—like skipping a stone. I recognized it: a flash-bang. “Down!” I shouted. Liz dove. Rowe fired—but the blast detonated first: a hammer of white-light and concussive thunder. My vision blanked; my eardrums rang. I hit the path hard, the scent of scorched granite filling my nose.

I was getting ready to party. “I wasn’t expecting to see you so soon. Decided on my deal already?” Viktor’s mocking voice started burning through my core, but I had to stay calm. I might have gotten myself into more than I can handle. My eyes strolling over the plus minus 25 trained men circling behind Viktor, the two men I know too well alongside him and I could almost feel the four red laser dots burning away through my backside.

he shouts, his eyes darting to the screen. "I—I don't know!" I say, standing up, my voice trembling with practiced, perfect fear. "The system just spiked! I think it’s a crash!" He rushes to the terminal, his hands blurring as he inputs the override codes. The amber light begins to fade, replaced by a steady, neutral white. He lets out a breath, a sharp, violent sound of relief and rage. "You did this," he says, turning to me, his gun still held low. "You triggered the spike."

I said, driving the charcoal into the dot so hard it snapped. "The Hive-Mind isn't building a wave, Elara," I breathed, looking up at her with absolute, chilling certainty. "It's building a bullet. And it's aiming it straight at the Spire."

that life would burn them to ash. "Eryx, I have to be the Relay," I said, my sunset-gold fire flaring as I felt the first "Combustion-Spikes" coming from a pack in the Southern Delta. "I can't go to all of them, but I can use the Sovereign-Fang to turn the North into a Global Grounding-Wire."

“But she’s fighting me.” Of course she was. The Architect never relinquished control willingly. I adjusted my stance and began moving, stepping precisely between wires, shifting weight carefully to avoid tension. Each step felt like walking through glass. Above me, boots pounded along the catwalk. They were repositioning. “Abigail,” Avion said quietly, “secondary thermal spike near the lift.” My stomach clenched. An ambush. “Numbers?” I asked. “One confirmed. Possibly two.” I was almost there. Almost.