Hayabusa Face Novels & Stories

My phone screen lit up without buzzing. Live feed activated. Camera facing us. From the object. We were on it. Observed. A single line of text appeared across all our screens. Human oversight reinstatement recommended. Marcus looked at me. “You said it didn’t need us.” Ariana’s eyes never left the object. “Looks like it changed its mind.” The metal surface shifted. Panels aligning. Form taking shape. Not a replica. Not a person. But something capable of projection. A face began to form in the reflective surface.

Literally that’s the truth, a burden just left my shoulders. I have reached the balcony. I Stand very close to the guardrail but I don't lay my hand on it . I fold my hands and place them on my chest. The radiation of the moon light on my face is riveting. The moon is almost full so it is very bright. I raise my head and look at it with a grimace . Slowly, a smile rushes on my face. While still staring at the moon. I draw even close to the Balustrade.

We need your help. “Now do you understand that you are the one who asked for my help? And why you are here?” “But that beautiful woman…” “It was you Cassiopeia because behind those scars of yours was that beautiful face hiding beneath. However, that face of yours will only show when there’s the moon, during the daylight, your scars will return.” “W-What?” “But why does it have to be at night only?” I can’t help but ask. To be honest, I was already surprised that I own that beautiful face because after 21 years I might have the chance to change my fate and it will be easier for me to convince the Alpha to be his Luna.

Khalid arrived with the car at the same time. “You've prophesied quite a number of times in just three months and I can't even remember them.” I sighed. “Who's here, Thalos?” “The ruin or the salvation of the wolf world. She's here.” He said, and I felt a chill run down my spine as I remembered the exact prophecy. “THE FACELESS LUNA IS HERE.”

"They weren’t just cloning you, Ayesha. They were… experimenting." Ayesha stepped closer. The figures inside the tanks looked almost human. But their faces were wrong. Some unfinished. Some twisted beyond recognition. Zayn exhaled sharply. "How many of you did they try to make?" Ayesha’s pulse pounded. Then— A voice echoed through the lab. "You weren’t supposed to find this place." The team spun around, weapons raised. And standing in the doorway— Was Dr. Elias Voss. The Face of a Ghost Voss stepped forward, his expression calm, almost amused.

She found the face. Twin B, who had been facing the probe willingly all along, apparently decided that this was the moment for the full presentation. The image cleared and resolved and there was a face. Not a profile, a face, turned toward the camera in the three-dimensional rendering that the better ultrasound equipment produced, the specific technology that created something that looked less like a medical image and more like a portrait. A small squashed nose. The particular flattened quality of a face pressed against the limitations of its current space. A mouth that was opening and closing in the rhythmic movement I knew from the literature but was different entirely from the literature

To which, Hana replied with a smile that her sensitive ears were oversensitive to his voice. ***** "Suddenly, she was in Beau's arms while she was walking alone in a garden. Beau was carrying her and running as fast as a deer. He stopped as they reached a place filled with snow. Putting her down, both leaned towards each other and kissed." "Nabi! Nabi!" a voice called her. She opened her eyes slowly to see Hana looking at her with a weird expression. It was then, Nabi realized that it was a dream that she had every time, but she felt strange because it was the first time that she could see faces, and the kiss was never in her dream.

I can't expect anything less, I need to toughen up, this is now my world. I turn around to see a massive wolf that holds Robson's head in his mouth, and a slightly smaller wolf pulling the body further away from his. This is their claim, and as both look at me through glowing eyes, I nod at them both. Em walks to my side and looks at me with concern. "Are you ok?" I give him a smile, he knows how hard this is for me. I nod at him and he gives me a small smile in return, still not convinced.

It wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't for the fact that when they grew to maturity, which could take up to seven cycles, they ate any and everything. Shaking his head, Habu brought up his wrist communications to order in extermination gas and for a message to be broadcast throughout the ship to put on hazard masks when he heard a scream over his communicator. He knew that voice, had gotten used to it over the past five years and headed down to Cobra's residence at breakneck speed.

Evander shouted, “It won’t hold!” Mason looked at him. “Then stop standing there predicting failure and become useful.” Evander stared. Rowan barked a laugh. Seraphine didn’t. She was watching the creature. “It’s learning.” Mason followed her gaze. She was right. The child-face was gone. For a heartbeat, the creature had no face at all. Then— Mason’s face looked back at him. “Oh, absolutely not.” Rowan glanced over. “I don’t know. It got the scowl.”