Emily of Waltson Corporation

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• My Fallen Werewolf    Create One

  The car hummed softly as it sped away from the BioTech compound, its tinted windows shielding Emily from the cold glare of the moonlight. She leaned back in her seat, the red glow of the lab still seared into her mind — the screams, the flashing alarms, the lifeless eyes of the man on the hospital couch.She reached up and tapped her ear gently."Lauretta… Alex," she said quietly, her voice low and urgent, "we need more evidence to bring them down."Her fingers clenched into a fist on her lap as she stared out the window, jaw tight. “The disposal system. That’s our way in. If we can track where and how they’re discarding the bodies, we’ll have something solid. Something damning.”On the other end of the line, Alex’s voice crackled softly in her ear. “That’s risky, Emily. You’re playing with fire. And Miller…”A pause.“Of course, he wouldn’t totally trust you. You think a man like that—who’s hiding this level of experimentation—would let you see the real hear

• My Fallen Werewolf    House Of Horror

  Her voice sliced through it like a scalpel. "Rats, lizards… amphibians?" She paced forward slowly, her heels echoing on the cold polished floor. "You’re sitting on a strand of DNA that singlehandedly turned the tide of a classified war operation — a creature that took down tanks and soldiers — and your idea of research is frog biology?"Dr. Hartman cleared his throat nervously. "We—uh—we're following protocol. We can't just initiate human trials—""Oh, come on," Emily snapped, turning to face him directly. "This isn’t a high school science fair. Don’t insult me." Her gaze slid back to Hargrove, sharp as broken glass. "You're already doing it, aren’t you?"Hargrove’s brow furrowed. “Doing what?”She took a step closer to him, her voice low and deliberate. “Human testing. Or at least attempting to create a subject. The chamber temperatures, the modified stasis pods, the scaled-up metabolic chambers…” She tilted her head. “You’re not just analyzing this creature — you’re trying to build

• My Fallen Werewolf    First Visit

  Assemblyman Miller's office was an embodiment of power and prestige, with dark mahogany walls adorned with military memorabilia and framed accolades, giving the room a sense of history and authority. Behind his imposing oak desk sat Miller, a man of presence and purpose, the soft glow of a desk lamp casting shadows that deepened the lines on his weathered face. Across the room, Assemblyman Hargrove lounged on a sleek leather couch, his demeanor far less relaxed than his posture suggested. The room’s expansive windows overlooked the city, and the plush carpet underfoot absorbed every sound, adding to the room's weighty atmosphere. Hargrove’s face was etched with concern, his brow furrowed as he voiced his doubts. "I know we need the funds and support, but are we really going to show her everything?" Miller leaned back in his chair, a sly smile playing on his lips. "Everything? No, not yet. Not until we’re sure she’s one of us. I’ve already told the lab to substitute the subjects with

• My Fallen Werewolf    Flickered

  Emily returned to the condo, noting its emptiness. As she entered, she called out to the AI. "Dune, where is Alex?""Alex left at about 1:45 PM," the AI responded. Emily checked the time; it was almost 8 PM. She sighed and headed to her room to change into something more comfortable. She selected a plush velour lounge set in deep burgundy, with a soft, oversized hoodie, and matching joggers, perfect for a relaxing evening.Just then, Alex entered the condo. "Good evening," Emily greeted him warmly as she made her way to the refrigerator. She pulled out a bottle of water and took a refreshing sip."Would you like a cup?" Emily asked, holding up the bottle."Yes, please," Alex replied. She poured him a drink, and they both sipped their water, a tense silence settling between them."So, how was the meeting with the Millers?" Alex broke the silence."It went fine," Emily responded, a hint of satisfaction in her voice. "They agreed to let me in on everything. I'll

• My Fallen Werewolf    Agreement

  As they settled into the luxurious VIP suite, Loretta’s phone rang. She answered swiftly, listened intently, and then hung up with a nod. “They’re here,” she said to Emily.Emily nodded, her gaze focused and composed as she prepared for the meeting. Moments later, the door opened, and a group of men in sharp black suits entered first. Their presence was imposing, and while Emily maintained her professional demeanour, a flicker of concern briefly crossed her face. The sight of so many guards hinted at the seriousness of the forthcoming discussions.Following the security team, Assemblyman Hargrove and Assemblyman Miller walked into the room. Miller had a commanding presence. He was a tall, broad-shouldered man in his late fifties with a military bearing that demanded respect. His salt-and-pepper hair was neatly trimmed, and his face was marked by sharp, discerning eyes that seemed to analyze every detail. Miller wore a well-tailored suit, dark grey with a hint of military pre

• My Fallen Werewolf    Grand Meridian

  Emily and Lauretta marched into the Watson Corporation building, their steps calculated and poised. Lauretta walked slightly behind Emily, her demeanor professional and alert."Have they called?" Lauretta asked as they approached the office.Lauretta opened her bag and retrieved her ID card, paving the way for Emily to enter through the automated checkpoints. They proceeded towards the elevator, the air around them charged with purpose.As the elevator doors closed, Emily responded, "No, not yet. But anytime soon. We gave them 24 hours."Just as the elevator doors closed, Emily's phone rang. She glanced at the screen and smiled. "I guess it's them," she said to Lauretta as she picked up the call. "Hello, Assemblyman," Emily greeted, her tone confident."Miss Emily, can we meet and talk?" came the voice from the other end of the line."Oh, yes, please. Please communicate the time and place with my assistant," Emily replied before ending the call. She smiled at Lauretta. "Yes, we did it