Metal Sonic Rebooted Novels & Stories

“Haha!” Monster suddenly roared with laughter. His voice was deep and sonorous. Jenson and Baby Robbie's complexion changed abruptly. Baby Robbie said, “Where did you learn this move from? It’s useless!” Jenson replied, “The moves aren’t useless, we are.” Monster broke free of the clutch of the silver needles and got up slowly. He flipped open a computer screen with the palm of his hand and revealed a revolver in it. Jenson and Baby Robbie exchanged glances with each other. Baby Robbie said, "It's over, we’re about to die.”

"She heard him talking to the Alpha from the Ironblood Pack. They were on the phone for an hour." I felt a cold shiver go down my back. Ironblood was a mean pack. They were big and they liked to fight. "Why would he be talking to them?" Reva chewed on her lip. "My mom heard a word. One specific word." "What word?" I asked. "Mating," Reva whispered. "He was talking about an arrangement. A trade." I went very still. My heart started beating like a trapped bird in my chest. "A trade? For what?"

Cain reported with a conflicted gaze. The old man gestured to the others and everyone found a seat to sit down. Most of the clan core people were here— at least, the previous’ core was. Since André became the new head of the family, almost everyone had been replaced. They only now held empty titles as André never seemed to want to announce to the world about his existence. However, despite keeping his existence a secret, all of them could not touch him even if they wanted so desperately in their hearts to get rid of him. Why? Because they were all weak. The generation after Cain produced monsters that they could not control. Also…

“So... what happens now?” Kael’s expression darkened slightly. “Now, we prepare.” “For what?” He hesitated. “There’s something I haven’t told you.” Of course there was. There always was. Aria waited. Kael’s voice was lower when he finally spoke. “Your return wasn’t just a fluke. Something awakened you, something old. A bond was broken when you died. And now that you're alive again, that bond is reforming.” Aria narrowed her eyes. “What kind of bond?”

"Now get out of here before I call Security." I didn't leave. I grabbed a heavy porcelain teapot from the "Stage" and I smashed it over the man’s head. He slumped over the console, his sandwich falling to the floor. The monitors began to flicker. The sound of the Titan outside changed from a roar to a high-pitched whine. I looked at the console. There was a microphone. I grabbed it. "Can you hear me?" I shouted into the mic. My voice didn't come out of the speakers in the room. It came out of the **Sky**.

Seven billion people, realizing that their history was literally at risk of being deleted, began to speak. They didn't speak of debts or contracts; they spoke of their names, their families, their first memories, and their last hopes. ​The "Living Script" on the walls of every Scriptorium began to grow, the indigo ink thickening and branching like a forest of vines. The cosmic data from the Reboot Wave was being "Filtered" through the human voice, converted from destructive static into the permanent, physical record of the Second Edition. ​"It’s working," Damian’s voice came from the Moon, sounding thin but triumphant. "The Silver Monolith is venting the excess energy into the lunar vacuum.

He yanked out his phone, tapped it, and from the speaker came Eleanor’s unmistakable voice: “Madison and Clare are alive. You need to finish the job. Kill Madison again.” The recording echoed through the room like a gunshot. Madison’s eyes widened in horror, her entire body trembling. Clare gasped, her fury breaking into raw grief. Richard immediately pulled Madison into his arms, holding her tightly as her breath hitched against his chest. “Eleanor…” Clare whispered in disbelief, her fists shaking. “Monster…” “That’s fake!” Eleanor snapped, panic bleeding into her voice. She slammed her hands on the table. “It’s manipulated audio! Lies! All of it!”

"Wrong folder! I meant to hit 'White Noise,' but my finger slipped on my 'Doomsday Playlist'! Sorry! But hey, look at the frequency graph!" Jack looked at the tactical display. The sonic waves of the heavy metal music were actually chaotic enough that they were disrupting the gargoyles' echolocation and sonic communication. The monsters were clutching their heads, disoriented by the sheer acoustic violence of the thrash metal. "It's... working?" Marcus yelled over the guitar solo. "The rhythm is throwing off their flight patterns!" "Keep it!" Jack shouted. "Turn it up!" The scene was surreal. A black stealth transport plane, barreling through the clouds, blasting heavy metal music while surr

I knew that my parents were worried about me and I can only try to reassure them that things are alright and that I would get over it soon. “It’s good that you're alright,” my mum said with relief, and the serious look on her face was replaced with a smile. They talked to me asking about my adventure, and I told them all about it but I didn't tell them how I came about the place where Dawson was. They left after a while, and I was alone lost in thoughts. I realized that my father has his own story about how he came to hate rogue's. My parents' visits had made me realize that things had changed, I have broken away from the timeline in my memory. I should be arguing with my parents about how t

I saw that a place in his heart was always reserved for your malicious sister. "At that moment, I swore to the Moon Goddess that if there were a next life, I would find you. I would make you my only Luna and give you the very best this world has to offer." My heart skipped a beat. So that was what he meant when he said he had waited for me for a long time. Xavier thought rebirth was a chance to undo his regrets, but Ryan was reborn for me. … After Xavier was sent back, he spent his days in a frenzied haze, constantly muttering my name. He had completely lost his authority and strength as an Alpha.