Starsector Distress Call Novels & Stories

“Lucas, feel free to break a few laws on the road to get us their quickly.” “Yes sir,” he said. For a man who didn’t show much emotion, I heard the adrenaline in his voice. As if fearing that someone was listening, none of us spoke until we were on the road and the lights of the Pack house faded behind us. “Alright,” I said as I leaned towards the front seat, “what do we know?” “Not much, unfortunately,” Lucas said. “We got a distress call about twenty minutes ago,” Wyatt added, “but the connection was shaky and it was only after a moment that we realized they were saying the name Brooks.”

Lord Marco lifted the communicator to his ear. “Hello,” he said. “Engineer, why are you calling me at this odd hour?” There was a pause. Then his face tightened. He looked at me. Without a word, he placed the call on speaker. “Speak,” Lord Marco said. “What is the problem?” The engineer’s voice filled the tent, tense and rushed. “There is an emergency,” he said. “A call has been trying to break into the main communicators in the big underground lab. The one Miss Alia instructed us to work from.”

After that, he chose a weapon and prepared to rely on the container for cover. He then noticed the communicator inside the box and instantly became excited. After quickly assembling it, he switched to a frequency often used by Wyvern Peak before yelling, "This is Berserk from Battle Warrior Steel's unit. I need help. We have a man down and are in need of urgent medical attention. Please respond. I repeat. Please respond!" But nobody replied… Berserk, close to tears, continued to yell, "I need help! Please respond! Please!!!" Crackle!!!

URGENT. I jumped from the couch and scanned the vicinity for the tall and dashing superstar, but he was nowhere to be found. Habitually, I turned to my left and Christy wasn’t in her seat either. I let out a knowing sigh and plonked back on the couch, and pulled out Rum’s name. Then, I typed CODE RED: CALL CEO into the text box and pressed send. And I resumed my private research. My phone buzzed again and I checked the messages. This time, it was from Rum. B.A.D. Rum: MEN’S ROOM. NOW!

I could feel his soul was trapped within a place of limbo. Leo expressed his frustration by shouting in anger. His carefully thought out plan had fallen apart. I tried to call out Adrian's name in a desperate plea, but no one could hear me over the chaos. It hit me hard that Adrian had to bear the brunt of this evil man's desires. I wanted to laugh mockingly at Leo but I was devastated to see Adrian laying there, looking lifeless. "Adrian!" My shouts couldn't be heard. Leo's screams got louder and he punched anything except the air.

But not before logging a single line of metadata. “Signal Strength: 3 / Source: Rebuilt / Identifier: ‘We remember the fire.’” Sophie looked up from the console, lips tight. “That’s not a distress beacon,” she said. Elias stared at the screen. “It’s a call to arms.” They debated sending a drone. Julian vetoed it. “He left coordinates for Elias,” he said. “This is personal. Either he wants to be found… or he’s baiting you to finish what you started.”

"If they start 'Volunteering,' the Syndicate wins without firing a single shot. They’ll turn the whole planet into a farm of 'Hollows.'" "We have to get to the 'Siphon,'" I said, looking up at the Ring of Ghosts. "Halloway, do you still have the 'Signal-Flare' we found in the shelter?" Halloway nodded, her face pale. "Yeah. But that flare is meant for the shuttle. It’s a 'Distress Beacon.' If we fire it, it’ll light up our position like a neon sign for the Moon." "Good," I said. "That’s exactly what I want."

Faith chuckled softly. "Fine. Don't be gloomy. Since you're divorced now, let's celebrate properly." A few days later, I was in the middle of outpatient consultations when I received an emergency call from Rita. Her voice was shaking violently. "Kevin… what should I do? Julian's hands are unsteady. He just severed a blood vessel. I've already mobilized the entire hospital's blood bank, but we still can't locate the bleeding point. You're the best. Please, I'm begging you. Help me just this once. Please!"

Katherine Thomas Chapter 1 There is only one planet that we know of that holds life. It is the Earth. Our home. However, there is a small percentage of the population that never lost their true parentage. They know where they really come from, and it isn’t Earth’s perfection. They are called to watch the stars. They can see the differences that the normal humans can’t see. They instinctively know they came from the heavens. They are the ones who call themselves the Seeds of the Stardust.

Jack awoke to the sound of the phone ringing. He cleared his throat, and answered “Hello?” There was static on the line and after a long pause, there was a response. He could faintly hear someone through the static, but the voice seemed far away. He repeated a hello, and the voice responded. “Hello? Jack? Can you hear me?” It sounded like Catherine’s voice but she sounded far away still, like maybe she had the phone upside down or was distracted. Maybe it had been a pocket dial? Catherine continued through the breaking and static “Jack. Can’t….talk...long...I’ve been...Jack? Be careful...love you” Before he could respond, the call ended.