Sonic Scourge Novels & Stories

The Scourge models were thrown backward, their ragdoll animations twisting violently. Ren forced his breathing to slow. He centered his crosshairs on a heavily armored Scourge Brute leading the charge. It's a man, a tiny voice screamed in Ren's mind. It's a man trying to feed his family. Ren pulled the trigger anyway. The sabot round vaporized the Brute's head. One down. "Jinx!" Leo yelled over the deafening gunfire. "They're flanking the left side! Drop a cryo-trap on the pedestrian walkway to slow their pathing!"

"He's Leon Russell from Straburgh! No wonder he seemed familiar!" one of my classmates shouted. … In the elevator, it was just Leon and me. The silence was so thick that we could hear each other's breathing. "You knew my classmates before?" I asked. I couldn't help but feel a bit confused by the words of my classmates earlier. "I didn't know them before, but thanks to you, I know a few of them now," he replied. "Thanks for helping me out earlier."

Come get me. Long moments passed with only Liora’s soft chanting and their fast heartbeats. Then the air grew cold and the hair on Liora’s arms bristled. Silver signs flickered. It was here. No shadows. No whispers. The air in front of Ash tore, and a figure stepped through. The Scourge, in its purest form, is a being of swirling void with two sharp green lights for eyes. It was the cancer they fought, made real.

The middle one gripped a staff crowned with a chunk of obsidian so black it ate the morning light. The Scourge. My knees almost buckled. Rogue hunters. Outside the rule of the packs. No allegiance, no mercy. They didn’t just kill, they erased. They believed power didn’t belong in mortal hands. They had tracked and destroyed bloodlines for centuries. Now they were here. For me. “We need to leave,” I whispered. Mark shook his head. “Too late.” The temperature dropped. Fast. One second, sunlight. The next frost curling along the window edges. My breath came out in a plume of fog.

"Ever heard of the Black Scorpions?" I drew my breath when I heard him mention the Black Scorpions. I knew about them from Hale and he had told me severally that The New Order was terrified of the Black Scorpions. There was a time I wished I could become a member of the Black Scorpions so I could break free from Hale's prison but I was too afraid to pursue that thought.

the High-Alpha whispered, his body dissolving into shadow. ​But as the Second-Sun began to destabilize, the "Atmospheric-Scour" didn't stop. It accelerated. ​"Leo! The engine... it’s not stopping!" Ren screamed. "It’s 'Going-Nova'! It’s going to take the whole planet with it!" ​Leo looked through the breach in the hull at the Earth below. He saw the Silverwood, Neo-Tokyo, and the billions of people they had tried to save. ​He looked at his hand, his human hand.

,Arena seemed to catch the frequency, "The room you are in is the room rumored to have that deadly curse. There used to be two people who died there.." Taking a long breath, Arena continued: "Have you heard Mozart's sonata? When the music plays, someone dies. It's the SONATA CURSE." The thunder resounded throughout the sky when mentioning the death sonata.

he says, sneering at the patrols. “Do you really not know anything about vampires?” I ask, exasperated by the patrols. “You would all already be dead if he intended to kill you,” I snarl. “Stand down! NOW!” I say, putting the power of my Guardian aura behind it. It doesn’t just affect Kieran’s wolves, it also affects the two vampires that Asmodeus brought with him and I’m pretty sure he had to fight the desire to step back. I’m just about to speak again when I hear paws pounding against the ground. I turn just in time to see Samson leaping at Price Asmodeus. I reach out, grabbing him by the scruff of the neck and yanking him back to my side.

Lex's voice screamed panic. Bob tried to understand what was going on. How did Lex know? "How did you know?" "It's the Sons of Hades. They're going after her! I don't have much time to fill you in right now but you have to get to her before they do!" Lex was almost in tears. Bob closed his eyes for a moment. Trying to let it all sink in.. The room became silent, only the ticking clock could be heard, as Bob weight the possibilities. "I'm afraid," He began. "They've gotten there already."

ELEANOR SINCLAIR The sound was a low metal howl that felt like a roar cutting through the cloud of gunpowder and blood that had enveloped the whole fishery. All eyes turned to it, even Vincent's, his face a mask of rage and something else that I thought was unreadable. The turn cloaks, their own guns still trained on Vincent's subdued men, tensed, their eyes flicking to the door. Marcus's arm around mine closed even stronger and he pulled me away, his breath harsh as we moved silently and took cover behind a dented crate, waiting to see what hell was going to come out of that door.