Luminous Scans Novels & Stories

She ignored Sebestian question, rolling the scanner this way and that, trying to make sense of what her brain was trying to convince her of but no matter how much she changed the position, it still didn’t change what she was seeing. “Dell?” Sebestian asked, his concern evident in his tone when he uttered the single word. He shifted uncomfortably, the scanner still digging into his abdomen, putting pressure on his bladder but sucked it up. He watched as she clicked a couple of buttons on the keyboard and the image froze before she enlarged it slightly. Staring intently at the image with a goofy grin on her face before pulling a piece of paper from her wallet.

J uttered blankly. "Yes, but you're people are not. According to Mavis source, the people of Luminous are being held captive as slaves near the border of Luminous. They've been guarded by the members of the Scarked Triad." His father said. He's watching E.J intently and he witnessed how a sudden emotions ran in his eyes. "How sure you are of this info? I saw it of my own eyes how luminous people executed one by one." E.J uttered in heavy ordeal. He saw how his wall melted little by little.

she asked, still looking forward. “Feel what?” Talia asked. “The city,” Neris said. “It’s awake.” Talia listened. Under the hum of the monitor, the building itself breathed: air shifting as settings changed, a soft click as cameras handed a picture from one angle to the next, a low thrum beneath the floor. They wheeled Lucian out and back in less than ten minutes. The scan was clean. No fragments. A deep, straightforward cut. “Good work,” the doctor said—meaning the field and the bay. “He’ll scar.”

Fear—shared, but not dominant. “What’s the test?” I asked Cassius. Cassius hesitated. That was new. “A resonance scan,” he said finally. “Non-invasive. The Sanctuary will do most of the work.” Sébastien murmured, “I love when haunted architecture gets involved in reproductive speculation.” “Shut up,” Lucien and I said at the same time. Cassius ignored him anyway. I swallowed. “Do it,” I said. The crystal beneath my feet warmed.

that made my ears ring with the phantom hum of the Seventh Peak's internal processors. ​“The scan is complete,” Aris whispered, her face illuminated by the flickering blue light of her handheld terminal. Her eyes were wide, the pupils blown wide in the dim cave light. “The mountain has indexed our mass. It knows exactly how many heartbeats are in this cavern. The 'rain' was just the sonar; now comes the Scalpel.”

​The Orbital Shadow ​High above Neo-Tokyo, the Pen-Ship, a massive, golden vessel shaped like a fountain pen nib, began to rotate. Its underside glowed with a terrifying, sterile white light. This was the "Scrub-Beam," a weapon that didn't explode; it simply removed the data of anything it touched. ​"Target lock confirmed," a robotic voice echoed through the tactical suite's speakers. ​"They're early!" Elena shouted, slamming her hand against the desk. "We’ve only decoded forty percent of the Null-Sector coordinates!"