Warframe Once Awake Novels & Stories

Because he's a wolf and he's the one killing me. A tingling sensation starts at my arm, another on my throat and spreads to my chest as it feels like my body is pulled up into a strong cradling embrace and a weight is hauled from me. Against all my expectations, my eyes flutter open as darkness starts to recede and a pair of amber eyes in a familiar face are only inches from mine, reflecting a blue glow that brings my sight down to where it's coming from. My brain so cloudy that I stare numbly, with no sense of recognition for a second. Human hands... blue healing glow on my arm and my upper chest and the armor, its laying beside me, dented and curled and slashed and yet I can't get my beari

“Hopefully, he will wake up soon.” I pull a chair up to the side of the bed and sit down. Immediately, I wrap my hand around Tommy’s hand, while my mind focuses on healing him. The familiar tingles begin to shoot through my hand letting me know that my healing power is working. All I can do now is to let my powers continue to work and hope that this will be the day that Tommy wakes up. *** Wyatt POV I look across the top of my desk at Ford and Ben, who are sitting in chairs in front of my desk. “Sorry for Kane leaving, but we need to go ahead and begin preparing for this war.”

The zombie was trying to remember the name of this Dark but he couldn’t. “Do you intend to awaken them all? It’s impossible,” the garrison commander growled. Though there wasn’t a rag of confidence in his voice now. “They’ve been awoken, Sir Glein,” the necromancer chuckled. “They have only to stand up and come.” “But they’re lying in steel coffins!”

They were designed to strip the Sovereign Gene the moment it flared—to lobotomize a thousand potential gods before they could realize they had wings. ​“The resonance is peaking,” Aris warned, her mental projection sharp with urgency. “The keynote speaker is the catalyst. The moment he hits the podium, they’ll trigger the ‘Harvest.’ If you don’t start the Awakening now, Elara, this room becomes a tomb.”

Aurora didn’t answer immediately. Because something else had appeared. Not from the system. Not from the network. From inside her access layer. A message. Clean. Impossible. Familiar. WELCOME BACK, AURORA. Her pupils tightened slightly. Because she understood what that meant. Not arrival. Not discovery. Reactivation. The system hadn’t been breached. It had been awakened. And she was not the observer of it. She was the trigger. The room held its breath. Even the machines felt quieter now.

“I see your confused Alpha, I’m just glad to see you happier and it seems our Luna is already changing you. But yes you boys can take her home today I think she will do just fine. Just remember to keep thoughs..” Change me? I thought we had barely had time to get to know one another. Before Jane could finish we heard the pack alarms begin blaring. “ALPHA FELIX THERES AT LEAST 50 ROGES, GET TO THE WEST BOARDER NOW!” One of my top warriors began yelling at me frantic in my mind. “Dr Jane, get the hospital on lock down immediately.” She nodded her head quickly as I ran quickly back to Stars room. When I made it there I burst through her room.

Raven and Owen watched, feeling a chill crawl straight from the soles of their feet to the top of their skulls. "No! Something's wrong!" Within these formations, a handful of awakened players with higher Mind managed to hold onto a thread of consciousness, barely resisting the overwhelming urge to sleep. One of them bit down on his own tongue, using the sharp pain to claw back a moment of clarity, and through the shattered window, he spotted that cold, elegant silhouette in the motorhome's third-floor window. He shouted with everything he had, "That woman... shoot that woman..." The next instant, the still-conscious Wolf Pack members, along with the two remaining formations deep in the defen

They were a piercing, unnatural blue—glowing with an intensity that was almost hypnotic. “Alex,” Mira whispered, stepping closer. He looked at her, a faint smile curling on his lips. Then, with a voice that was both familiar and eerily distant, he spoke. “Let’s end this.” The energy field around him flared brighter, and with a surge of power, Alex sat up—his body glowing with an otherworldly light. The secret weapon was awakening. But as the first wave of destruction prepared to unleash, something strange happened. The weapon Alex began to shake violently. Sparks flew from the console, and alarms blared across the control room.

The warehouse still smelled like antiseptic and burnt circuits when the alert came in. Niko was the first to see it. He’d been feeding our fresh Medusa‑signature into simulation environments for hours, watching it gnaw through Godmode‑like architectures with cold, surgical precision. Now, one of his side windows flashed red. “New A2 spike,” he said, straightening. “Live. External.” My head was still pounding, but I pushed myself upright. “Where?” I asked.

My eyes burned, but no more tears came. So even being intimate with me—that had become something Olivia had to force herself to do. I set the tablet down. I placed the obsidian cufflinks back in their gift bag, then left them on the entryway table, next to my engagement ring. Like returning a dream I'd finally woken up from. Just then, my phone buzzed with a confirmation. A flight booked for 3:00 AM tomorrow—destination: Ilyseland. From now on, I'd fly to any city I wanted. But none of them would ever bring me back to Olivia.