Jesse Infinity Train Novels & Stories

Felix came back. “I am killing everyone on this train, including the captain. It's all a plot by whoever is controlling this train, they say that there is no trace of her ever being on this train and that I am hallucinating. The boarding tickets? That too has no record of her. No scent, nothing. Even the registration for the room has been erased, they say the fucking cabin was never booked. Vinx wants the train stop moving but guess what? It is run by a system and that captain is an AI with orders not to stop the train."

He looked weak, nose bleeding. "Exit strategy?" Sebastian supported him. "The Supply Train," Kenji pointed to the elevator. "It leaves in 5 minutes for the mainland." "It's a Maglev. Bullet train speeds. If we miss it, we are dead." They ran to the elevator. As the doors closed, a hologram of Takeshi Nakamura appeared in the hallway. The father looked at his escaping son. "Disappointing, Kenji," Takeshi’s voice was cold. "You run away with thieves."

“Then lock the door softly.” Elias smiled gently. “With both hands.” Back at the apartment, Jesse was sprawled on the couch, arms folded. He’d come to keep Lucas company, even though he never said that’s what he was doing. “He gone?” Jesse asked, eyes still on his phone. Lucas nodded. “Train left twenty minutes ago.” Jesse gave a small hum, then looked up. “You okay?” Lucas leaned against the doorframe. “Better than I thought I’d be.”

“This might be the biggest decision in human economic history.” “Probably.” “And we’re deciding it on a subway train.” “Yep.” Marcus Changes the Game Back in Blackwell Tower— Marcus’s screen suddenly flashed. Jessica frowned. “What happened?” Marcus leaned forward. The signal from the master key had changed. The train had stopped moving. Marcus smiled slowly. “They’re getting off.” Jessica studied the map. “That’s Midtown.” Marcus stood. “Perfect.” He grabbed his coat. “You’re going out?” “Yes.” Jessica looked surprised. “You usually let other people handle these things.”

"What do you need?" "We just need to wait for the sun to come up so we can recharge." Weylin looked out the windows, as if wishing hard enough would make the sun rise faster. "How did you get it moving before?" "I found a way to charge the train using an Electra. I stole one from the Grand Machine that powers Astria." "Can I have a look at it?" Jack asked. The kid unlatched a door at the front of the cabin that revealed the inner circuitry of the train. He pointed to a small metal box. "This here is what stores the energy from the Electra. It's what got the train moving."

'Out of my way, I am in a hurry,' the oncoming train boomed a horn inform of a voice. "Stop where you are or change your route," Chelsea responded in a commanding voice assuming it would listen to her. 'Sorry ma' am but I have to follow my program for the journey to go on swiftly,' the computerised train replied back while entering the tunnel and beaming it's headlamps as indication for them to pave way. ***

He'd ride on top of the train if he had to. Jaida walked through a door and came upon the most beautiful train car she had seen by far. It was decorated with a red carpet, polished windows, and cushioned chairs. It was an amazing, elegant room, one very worthy of first class travel. There were very few people there, something that Arius was dearly thankful for. He hated the larger crowds, especially the kind that liked staring at him.

He was ready to give it whatever it takes. Jesse arrived in one of the new limited edition cars that was parked at the underground parking lot, after he had cleared Ethan's schedule for the evening at work. He called him on the phone as instructed instead of going into the mansion, and Ethan sauntered out of the mansion shortly afterward, taking his time to walk to the car that was barely miles away.

A version of me that was holding a remote. The "me" at the desk looked up and pressed a button and suddenly the floor of the train vanished.

A purple mist floated through the doors. I had come this far. I had to see this through. I carried my bag and walked on board. The doors shut themselves and the train started to move. “Next destination: Zen Academy,” a mysterious voice said eerily. I did not see anyone else on the train. “Why weren’t there other hybrids in Seattle?” I began gathering different thoughts that were not my own. Maybe I was not the only person on this train. “Who’s there?” I asked. I did not hear a response so I tried reaching with my mind for who it could be on the other side of the train.