Sci Fi Army Novels & Stories

The Nexus did not deploy an army. It deployed an algorithm. As the Sovereign Citadel tore through the dark, neon-lit vacuum of the multiversal hub, the space in front of them began to rapidly pixelate. From the shifting red grid-lines emerged the Security Fleet of the Architect's Guild.

Then he murmured quietly, “Magnificent.” Inside the mansion, alarms still screamed across the command room. Rafael was staring at the system readouts. “Aurora these towers are autonomous war systems.” Lucien blinked. “Autonomous?” Dominic nodded grimly. “They’re battlefield AI.” Victor let out a slow breath. “Your father built a private army.” Aurora didn’t answer. Because she was watching the battlefield. And it was changing. The Seraph Syndicate soldiers were already adapting.

Behind these people were the Scorpion Army, led by Gary. They used the vehicles as shields, sporting bulletproof helmets equipped with night vision, walkie-talkies, and visors. The soldiers were also clad in bulletproof vests and combat gloves, each touting an assault rifle with multiple pistols and daggers strapped to their pants. On their feet were desert boots. There were a few more small teams, all armed with snipers and RPGs. The team of five hundred men was fully armed, and it was clear that they were ready for battle.

Noah connected the minds of the soldiers. Lucian became a bridge between different points in space. Seraphina created barriers. Lorenzo fought with brutal determination. Gabriel controlled the Archive itself. Cael moved like lightning. And Aria... Aria listened. Every enemy carried a memory. A soldier remembered his dead wife. A creature remembered its destroyed home. A warrior remembered the child he had failed to save. Aria felt them. All of them. She realized the army wasn't attacking because it wanted to. They were being controlled.

Maya told me one day. “Really? Why though?” I asked, my gaze locked on the road. “Eh, they are humans. They get hurt easily, and some of them have a hard time learning how to control the vehicle,” she said with a shrug. “They have their limitations.” “Yeah, I guess.” I glanced at her. “So when is the Alpha returning? I can’t wait to join the army.” “You already are in the army... unoffically.” “Well, I want to make it official.”

Kade had never had to work so hard to keep the truth from a human that it was almost a relief not to have to do it anymore. "You two were in the army together. How is that possible?" Karim asked. "Isn't that a human matter?" "Not completely." Kade answered slowly. "There have been supernatural species within the armed forces and police for as long as they have existed." "In medicine as well." Mully added. "It's how we keep our side of the line secret from your side." "The less humans know, the safer it is for them." Kade continued. “Okay but why are you telling me all of this?”

Charlie sneered and said, “Martha, I’ve read the information about your two sons. They are indeed not very smart and can even be said to be a bit stupid, but it doesn’t matter. I can see that the two of them are well-fed and have two arms. Ten Thousand Armies is building its own permanent base in Syria, and there is a shortage of people who are physically strong and simple-minded to do the hard work there. The two of them are perfect for the job.”

"They built the 'Real World' to match it. That tower... that's where the 'Developers' actually live. And they’ve been waiting for us to come outside." Suddenly, the ground beneath us began to vibrate. From the base of the black tower, a line of white lights appeared. They were moving toward us. Fast. It wasn't a "Cleanup Crew" of nanites. It was an **Army**. Thousands of soldiers in white armor, riding hover-vehicles that kicked up the dust of the ruined earth. They weren't "Characters." They were the Aethel-Group’s private security—the people who had stayed "Real" while the rest of humanity slept.

I deadpan. He laughs and that's it for small talk. Labyrinth has a lot to say. "I just returned from seeing where the hellhounds were sighted and I learned nothing new. I was told checking security would need to wait until later today." He taps his finger on the table. "The Federation has a sizeable army. One of the soldiers I spoke with this morning says they are commandeering civilians and killing those who don't comply. Entire families." I cringe inside. "Do you believe him?"

He barked, "She must be wearing something on her. Strip her naked!" The burly men behind him raised their fists. Just then, Jeffrey, feverish but alert thanks to his honed instincts, sprung from the car. He hadn't expected the detour to Perry Town, but that was a problem for later. Kicking open the door, he hauled Sue out and positioned himself protectively in front of Aria. "This is Jeffrey Carver, 001 of Air Force Unit 37. Retreat now—this is an order!" "Huh? Why is a member of the Air Force here? Anyway, pretty boy, you don't look like you're from the Air Force," Dick said vehemently, "Do it!"