Novel & Cerita Starsector Distress Call

I’m close to my phone when it rings again. “Shit!” I rush forward, holding out my hand to telekinetically bring my phone to me. It’s Kristy again, and I silence the call as fast as I can. There’s demonic dog drool on the screen, making my phone unable to register my finger. I quickly wipe the phone off on my dress and then answer Kristy’s call. “The fuck, Callie!” she spits. “Where the hell are you?” “I told you, I’m in the building next to the bar. Are you still at the bar?” I take a few quiet steps down the hall.

“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!!!

“No, no, no! Don’t!” “LEAVE NOW! You’re disturbing the residents!” Reluctantly, I dashed out of the lobby. “Ambrose!” I hissed. “AMBROSE!” Damn it, that werewolf! Just when I need him and he’s nowhere to be found. I whipped up my phone and called B.A.D.’s hotline… and was immediately put on hold. “AW, COME ON!” ***** The cab zoomed past a row of shophouses as I was still on hold with the B.A.D.’s hotline.

He pressed his teeth together, surpressing the pain that was bubbling inside him. He carefully closed his father's eyes shut and knelt beside him, bowing three times to honour his passing. With a painful grunt, he shouted, "Guards! Guards!" They came running in. Without Tyler saying anything, they returned out and their voices proclaimed, "The Alpha is dead!!"

"I beg of you, please release me. Never again will I act so foolishly." In the blink of an eye, a massive Lunacrest creature appeared in front of her. When she took a step back, her heel snagged on a low rock. This caused Ava to stumble. As she dropped her phone, it went flying. The battery became loose, the back came off, and the screen went dark. As she tripped and landed on the floor, something heavy, hot, and hairy struck her body. Ava's heart was ripping out of her chest in agony.

Chapter 27 - My Female Orion's POV I was out on the northern border grid running a routine patrol when the first wave of distress crashed into my chest. I jerked my head up as I immediately ran through the clan link, scanning every member to see if anything was amiss, but nothing was wrong. Then why the hell am I feeling a distress signal?

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.”

Three short, three long, three short. ​"An SOS?" one of the scouts asked. ​"No," Kael said, his blood turning cold. "That’s the Sterling code for Resurface. They aren't just scavenging. They're trying to call the Exiles back down." ​The "Mute" had hidden the planet, but the Sunderers were building a bonfire in the dark.