Novel & Cerita Agent Venom Flash Thompson

"We're in this together." I nodded, taking a deep breath. We were here to gather information, and we couldn't let fear get in the way. A figure emerged from the shadows, dressed in a long coat and a wide-brimmed hat. "Welcome, Vincent and Lauren," they said, their voice low and gravelly. "I am Agent Thompson, of the organization known as 'The Phoenix'." I raised an eyebrow. "The Phoenix?" Thompson nodded. "We are a group of individuals who have been secretly working against the Order for years. We have information that could help you in your fight, but we need something in return."

Thompson barks, his neck veins bulging as his gaze swings to Vivian. His hand trembles violently as he points between us, rage bleeding into fear. Then he sees Deric. And he pales. “It was only a matter of time before I found you, Thompson,” I say, calm, steady, like the reaper arriving with a smirk. “I’m sure you knew that too.”

I fell to the fall, holding my left cheek, wondering what just happened. “Don't you ever talk to me in that manner! Do you understand, you piece of shit?” Mr. Red eye fumed standing before me. Then and there, I realized I had been slapped until my eyes rolled backwards. I stared into his eyes and I realized, unlike the other night, his eyes were a deep shade darker. The stinging pain on my cheek stopped me from thinking, and tears streamed down my face. I watched as he slowly walked towards me and in reflex, I crawled backwards. The air seemed to have become stiffer, and the hairs on my body stood on end. I crawled backwards still holding my left cheek and tears streaming down my face making

"Azvameth, ex best friend of Aiden. He backstabbed Aiden and killed one of Aiden's employees infront of him. He was a total psycho and we didn't noticed it earlier when he was our friend. There is a whole backstory to him, but for now we should focus on the fact that he is back after years. And I'm sure that he is more powerful than before. We lost him years ago and now he is back to kill Aiden. Not to mention, Tyler and they were partners too so we might need to watch that part too." My brain was now just blurred with all this information. I didn't knew how to even put the puzzle piece together. "Partnership with Tyler? Doesn't Azvameth knew about Aiden's parents?" I asked the first questio

Cory turned her attention to Mirrors while Titan was trying to cut Venom free. Hayden’s wolf snarled as it paced the room, agitated, looking for the old woman. He heard a high-pitched snicker as she reappeared, riding the vines as more of them shot through the window. The living room was becoming a maze of vines. The vines sprouted thorns just as Venom was released from their clutches. Venom gasped at the sight of the thorns. “Those thorns are poisonous! Don’t let them prick you!” Shouted Venom as he ducked under several thorny vines heading his way.

Instead he looked past me toward Thraia, his expression unreadable. “What poison was used?” The question landed like a blade. I slowly turned my head toward Thraia. Please, I begged silently. Please do not answer. Please give me something that proves there is another truth beneath this. Thraia lifted her tearful eyes to mine first, and what I saw there made my chest tighten unbearably. There was apology in her gaze, and gratitude, and a sadness so profound that it felt almost like farewell. Then she looked at Reign. “Anticoagulant rodenticides,” she whispered.

The blue-colored weapon struck a wooden room divider right behind her. The divider's surface was instantly corroded by the toxin as a hard-to-describe smell started to permeate throughout her room. All of them couldn't help but feel a chill down their spine. If something like that hit a person, there was no way he could survive! Harvey clicked his tongue as he looked at Pamela with disdain. "As expected of someone from the Thompson family. All of you use similarly brutal weapons. Not to mention, you're even more vicious than Hector. At least he wouldn't use a toxin this poisonous.

He drops Adrian, roars. Thane fires the shotgun, blasts the scarred vampire back through the wall. “Run!” Thane yells. “Both of you! Now!” Adrian grabs my hand, golden sparks blinding. We bolt. Down corridors, past screaming Nightwatch agents, past bodies. Alarms screaming. Guns firing. Blood everywhere. We burst out a side door into the night. Adrian drags me into the shadows, breathing hard. “You okay?” he pants. I stare at my claws , still out, still dripping. “I just slashed a guy’s face off .”

“Better a void than a cage, Architect. Your iron taught us how to endure. Our water will teach the Owners how to vanish.” ​I looked at Thorne. He was halfway down the crystalline slope, his boots sliding on the slick surface as he dodged the glass-legged gardeners. One of the creatures lunged for him, its translucent limbs snapping like whips, but Thorne rolled beneath it, his vibro-blade carving a blue arc through the creature’s spherical torso. ​“Silas! The lantern!” Thorne yelled, pointing toward the center of the water-sphere.

Aiden’s eyes flicked between the doctor and the paper in his hand, his chest rising and falling sharply. “But… something else was found in her system.” Dr. Marvin hesitated, watching Aiden’s face closely. Aiden lifted his head sharply, waiting. “We found Bloodthorn Resin in her blood.” Aiden’s eyes widened instantly. A cold wave shot through his body. Bloodthorn Resin… A dark red sap that hardened like glass when exposed to air. A drop in a wound could kill a werewolf. It thickens the blood, making healing impossible. “What?” Aiden breathed, the word ripped out of him.