Subnautica Below Zero Robin X Alan Novels & Stories

He didn't tell me where he just pushed a few buttons and a small robotic humanoid entered the area. "This is Taln. Taln, take Zax to the kitchen and feed him," Alhan ordered and the robot turned to me and said to follow him. I glanced back to Alhan. "Want me to bring you something back?" He thanked me but shook his head, so I went after Taln. After I had my fill I headed back to the bridge to see Alhan asleep on star maps. He was obviously looking for a place to go. He opened his eyes sluggishly.

Soon enough, the omegas from Crimson Blood streamed out of the building and began to fight his men. "Lucien," Rowan said through the mind-link. "Bring some people with me. We're going straight to the dungeons." "Roger," Lucien replied. A group of wolves attempted to drive Rowan back as he ran through the main street in the compound, but his omegas quickly engaged them. Soon, Lucien was behind him, along with other omegas. "The dungeons are north of here," he said, as they encountered more wolves and fought them off. Their eyes glowed, and when Rowan pushed them off in the middle of the skirmish, he noticed they were far tougher than normal wolves. He had suspected this from the last time, bu

I say. "Can you hear Alanis?" Alpha Erick asks me. I shake my head, and tears begin rolling down my face. "No, I am so fucking emotional I can barely cope," I say. Alpha Erick takes my hand and holds me for a moment. "Come on. Everyone is waiting for us. We need the cover of the dark to save Alpha Sebastian and Luna Alanis. I have enough wolves here to take care of this problem quickly," Alpha Erick says.

"Before the 'tin-cans' in the sky realize what hit them, we need a quiet place to see exactly what is on this hard drive." Nova shivered, but looking at the two terrifyingly calm entities beside her, she swallowed her fear and pointed down a rusted service grate. "The Rust Sector... sublevel four. There's a sanctuary for the Un-Uploaded." They vanished into the labyrinth of Neo-Kunlun's underbelly. After navigating a maze of dripping exhaust pipes and rusted blast doors, Nova led them into a massive, subterranean fallout shelter. The aesthetic of the slums abruptly shifted.

He jumped down from the maintenance walkway onto a narrow service ladder that descended into darkness beneath the bridge. Alina hesitated. “You’re serious.” “Yes.” She looked at Lena. “Do you trust him?” Lena shrugged. “I trust his survival instincts.” That wasn’t comforting. Still, Alina climbed down after him. The metal ladder rattled beneath their weight as they descended into the dim space beneath the bridge. The air grew colder. Damp. Echoing. At the bottom, Arun pushed open a rusted metal door hidden behind a concrete pillar. It creaked open slowly.

Dead silence, save for the cooling system hissing white steam. CLANG. The top hatch of the submarine was kicked open. Sebastian was the first to climb out. He was radiating heat, his cold, chiseled face smeared with engine oil and sweat, but his eyes were sharper than the Antarctic wind. In his hand, he tightly gripped the Zero-Point Energy Core, its blue light cutting through the freezing mist. Harper climbed out next. She looked battered, but when she saw the core in his hand, a beautiful smile broke across her face.

I hit the kill switch, severing the connection before the Founders could trace a counter-hack through the open line. Dax stood up, looking out over the city. "Now," he said, a heavy sigh escaping his lips. "We see who answers." LEVEL SUB-ZERO - THE TRAINING GROUND The next morning, the real work began. The subterranean chamber housing the Red-Queen’s core was freezing, the liquid-nitrogen pipes hissing softly. The massive spherical core pulsed with a steady, calming violet light. Sitting in a circle on the glass bridge extending over the coolant pool were the six Code-Born.

The Geography of the Ransom Ethan didn't respond with words. He looked at the "Primary Screen" floating in the center of the room. It showed the "Sub-Surface" hangar, where Thomas was strapped into a "Zero-Point" extraction chair. Two "Recovery Scouts" stood over him, their "Kinetic" rifles leveled at the boy’s "Neural-Nodes."

Two hundred feet below, in a world of crushing pressure and absolute darkness, the struggle continued. Leo Draven felt the icy water invading his lungs, but the adrenaline kept the cold at bay. He had his arm locked around Julian’s throat, but Julian wasn't fighting like a man—he was fighting like a cornered animal. They tumbled through the submerged ruins of the server room, smashing into floating monitors and tangled cables. Suddenly, a flash of blue light illuminated the silt. The Remnant was still there, his hands fused to the manual override lever, his body short-circuiting as the salt water ate through his synthetic nervous system. He looked at Leo, his glowing eyes flickering.

The stolen energy inside me settled, aligning with his will, with our will. We moved into the dark, damp tunnel, single file. Zero led, a shadow with glowing eyes. I followed, the living battery of his power. Lyra and a wounded Kael brought up the rear. We were a battered, renegade squad, moving against two enemies at once. The tunnel seemed to go on forever, sloping downward, deep beneath the city. The air grew cold and smelled of wet earth and forgotten things. Finally, Zero stopped before another seemingly solid wall. He placed his palm against it, and a faint rune glowed blue under his touch before fading. The wall slid open without a sound.