Simon Infinity Train Novels & Stories

The retinal scanner clicked as we passed, the only acknowledgment of our presence. Simon was already at the console, dragging it closer with one hand as he keyed in sequences with the other. He didn’t look up. His jaw was clenched, his stubble patchy, and his focus locked entirely on the projection forming above the table. The lights dimmed as the green display bloomed across the glass surface, casting shifting patterns on our faces like reflections off water. “This isn’t direct control,” Simon said. “They aren’t issuing new commands. They’re triggering systems that were built into people months or even years ago. The bell tones act as keys to doors that were already installed.”

Cleo couldn't help but sigh at the sight. Simon has been restless since the last thing he saw on the screen was the rescue squad getting swallowed by a sandstorm. He was advised to stay in the wheelchair by the healer, but he began striding back and forth in long strides. "Simon, you need to relax. They most certainly entered through a portal, as this is a mutant monster's lair. It happens now and then." Simon was aware of it, but his trauma was causing him to become restless. In his mind, he could see the team's dead bodies lying limp and lifeless on the floor.

He's probably gone to his room to do God knows what with Simon. Is it even worth tracking him down and risk traumatising myself for life if I catch them in the act? I’m not against them but sometimes Stan was something dominant and I don’t want to know it. And Simon was something you can call a freak. Best Duo. Simon managed the cartel around the world specially the Virus met and he knew his deal so much. And he has a lot of ways to ‘negotiate’. I don't even fuckin' scare easily but Simon's a goddamn freak when it comes to that shit.

Simon watched him pull away before opening his car door and getting in. "William, I need to use the Zhang project; that's the only thing that can distract my uncle and Gideon." Simon stated. "Okay, what would you like me to do?" William asked. Before Simon could respond, his phone vibrated, and the moment he opened it, his eyes turned red with anger as he stared at the words: - How was my gift?

"Simone, we need additional security." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

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."

He looked over his shoulders to confirm his thoughts; there he stood, Hatake Hiroshima, the Japanese bodyguard. He could still take him out, Simon thought; Hatake was standing few meters away from them. He had enough time to snap Freddy’s neck and run for it, but Freddy wasn’t a man who’d risk his life so easily. Simon had the hunch that Hatake wasn’t the only guard around, they might be surrounded without knowing. It was too soon to take risks, he calmed himself, rolling his fist into a punch while he struggled to keep it still. Freddy was really bold enough to come to his wife grave, Simon thought. Keeping calm was one of the intense training learnt when he was being recruited as a marine.

“So, you mean you’re immortal as well?” Luna asked in shock. They were on their way home at that moment. Ella was also in her uncle’s car on the way back, so they were three in his car. Ella and Simon tell Luna about Simon’s “immortality.” But as expected, she was a little surprised, although Luna had seen everything that had happened there. “If that’s what they call me, I’m probably immortal,” said Simon. “He can heal quickly, Luna, so no matter what weapon you use on Uncle, he won’t die, even the poison,” said Ella.

And there, winding through the narrow canyon, was the train. The Iron Behemoth. It was massive—twenty cars long, armored in black steel, carrying the glowing red ore that would power the end of the world. "Target acquired!" Vane yelled. "Three hundred feet! Two hundred!" "Level out!" Tristan screamed, pouring power into the lift runes. The ship groaned, the wood flexing dangerously. The descent slowed. They leveled out, skimming just above the canyon walls. They were flying parallel to the train, matching its speed.

There are a few freckles on his skin. He is tall and muscular He is wearing a black shirt and shorts under it. Simon Abel is third in command of the pack. Simon is the boyfriend of Julie. He is also Julie's mate. Simon came towards the training grounds. He was watching both of them with a bored expression. It's their usual boring fight. "Luna Moon, excuse me. Can you both listen to me for a second?" Simon said. They didn't hear him because of the noise. "Luna..." He said loudly. But no one paid attention to him.