Sci Fi Teleporter Novels & Stories

Riska turned instantly, her eyes widening as she realized what was going on in the man's head. "Bima, don't be insane! That is Core Prime’s quantum teleportation portal!" Riska exclaimed, her voice hitting a higher octave. "That system was designed specifically for digitizing matter and their machines, not for organic human bodies!" "But it’s the only shortcut we have, Riska," Bima insisted, stepping toward the floor coordinates that had opened earlier. "If we don't take this risk, tomorrow morning the world will no longer have the scent of Indomie." "And that means we're letting Core Prime win without a fight," Bima added, looking Riska straight in the eyes.

She didn't come through. Instead, I was thrown backward. The arm hanging from the ceiling disappeared as well. The girl's anxious voice came from the empty air again. "Are you okay? Did you get hurt? I'm sorry. I didn't know it would throw people back." "I'm fine. Looks like the time-space distortion can only transfer objects and voices for now." After hearing my reply, she sighed in relief. "It's getting late. Go get some sleep. We're friends now. My name's Hannah Scott. What about you?" She asked cheerfully.

Zephyr roared. The two guards were stunned as their gazes looked from left to right. To their surprise, two identical governors appeared. Who should they listen to? Thwack! Thwack! Alex instantly answered by sending them flying with kicks. The spatial teleportation was activated! Swoosh! Probably because of the long-range teleportation that Alex felt that his body seemed to have entered a chaotic state, traveling a sticky place after the portal activated. He felt strained as if there was some sort of compression on his blood and bones.

Valentine was good in studies and remembered studying about Mesopotamia, the carvings on the building walls were too similar to what he had studied from the photos of the clay steeples. Scientist asked Valentine with amusement , looking into what Valentine was staring at on his big screen, " What do you say, Young Crimson?" Valentine took off his glasses and Gabriel was called back. "Yes there's no denying to your time machine or what you call it 'Teleporter Science'. It has worked out and I am willing to give it a shot but don't send me in a very old time period, make it somewhere recent or in future" Valentine said with a very slight interest.

Marlena graced me with her gentle silver gaze. "Time manipulators can travel through space and time. They ought to be protectors of destiny." Miriam added. She held the teacup in one hand while using the straw hat to fan her face. "How?" My gaze jumped from Marlena to Miriam and shifted my feet away from Spock’s mouth.

“Is it possible? Could I teleport more than just one other person?” Bryden began to rub his face in thought. “Over three hundred years ago, there was only one who had the gift of teleporting more than one at a time. I never heard of any other doing it since. To be honest Rayana, I have no idea if it could be done.” “But there is a possibility, right?” I asked still persistent. He looked at me and answered. “The other person I was speaking of is one of your great grandfathers of many years. If there was a chance of another multiple teleporter it could be you. We can only test it out first. But no Guarantees.”

"Sir, you told me to collect the teleporter files from your personal assistant. And she gave me the files where I had seen the code." "No, I didn't give her any files. I told her to tell you that I'm coming to meet you. There's a problem with the teleporter, it can't take you to a given direction. I've ordered another teleporter from the authorities." "Sir, there's a problem!" Roy replied. "What." The man said and he looked around the room, and at that moment, a machine voice was heard. ' Set '

He still remembered what had happened to Jake's sister's birthday party. Creed was hoping that they would have to go through the hyperspace tunnel in orbit to reach planet Mocca. However, Mira landed the Car on an airstrip on the terrace of a huge building. At the end of the airstrip waited a huge circular hollow gate releasing a buzzing static. It was a God's Heritage privately owned teleporter that connect Zerg to Mocca. Mira put her leg on the pedal. The car went past the gate at full speed and disappeared inside the dense cavity of the hyperspace.

After what it seems like a long dinner for me and also Butler Bang who have a rather dangerous side of himself, after getting a rather extensive advise from me about his stock buying addictions. Finally I am alone inside of my warehouse number 1, Today my plans is is to Teleport the content of warehouse number 1 and 2. currently these is the limit of my [Teleport] Skill, the area that were able to be inside included inside my [Teleport] range is only these 2 warehouse. So, in another words, to fully transported everything, it would take me a few days.

"Maya, we have to go. Now. Even if she's lying, even if she's not, we can't stop the detonation." She was right. The timer was running. The charges were set. In three minutes, everything in this facility would be vaporized. "Can you teleport us out?" I asked. "I think so. But it's going to hurt. A lot." "Do it." Zara closed her eyes, her telepathic abilities shifting into something else. Teleportation was her secondary gift, one she'd rarely used because it drained her completely. But now she pulled on every reserve of power she had.