Combat Pass Bleach Novels & Stories

"Go back to the archives and fix your neck because the smell of those chemicals is giving me a headache." I didn't wait for a second invitation. I scrambled for the door, unlocked it with shaking hands, and practically fell into the hallway. I didn't stop running until I reached the basement bathroom. I splashed cold water on my face, looking at my reflection. The ‘rash’ was itchy and burning, but it had saved me. But as I looked at the red mess, a wave of sadness hit me. Damon had looked so hopeful for a split second—so desperate to find a connection and I had given him a face full of bleach-smelling hives.

Sabrina grabbed a big bottle of bleach and swung it at my head. I didn't even think. I blocked her arm and punched her right in the jaw. It was a solid hit. I felt the bone under my knuckles. The bleach bottle fell and shattered on the floor, splashing everywhere. She fell to her knees, holding her face. Blood was leaking through her fingers.

I stood outside, under the harsh sun for about three minutes before I broke the lock of the door in annoyance and walked in. The first thing I did was to chug down a beer and then get an ice bag to help my sore ankles. Munching a bundle of crunchy biscuits, I waited patiently for Blade who still hadn’t replied my message. After consuming six bottles of beer and countless snacks, I watched a black sedan drive in and park in the coffee shop’s driveway. Blade came out with his usual all black clothing—a big black sweatshirt, a black baggy jean, black glasses, black face cap, black sneakers— and a revolver carefully tucked by his side.

Vampire's claws are no different from sharp knives, Phoebe's sturdy suit has been torn in many places, the scratch is very deep, bleeding a lot that makes her dizzy, and the injury makes Phoebe extremely It hurt so much that no matter how hard she was, she had to cry. This was the first time in Phoebe's life that she had to endure such terrible physical pain. But in the end, if she continued to fight like that, she would quickly become exhausted and weak to death. So she threw bluish-white dust at that Vampire, this was a mixture created by the organization that could make Vampires dizzy for a few seconds. Phoebe took advantage of those few short seconds and used the remaining strength of he

The coppery smell of blood floods my senses the moment we walk in. Liam freezes behind me as our presence goes completely ignored by Dr. Sari and Billy. Billy works diligently with a small squeeze bottle spraying the back of Beatrice’s head, soaking the once clumpy red hairs in a sudsy liquid solution. The solution the sprays on clear drips down from the side of the table in little pink splatters of water onto the musty white carpet, rendering the area around Billy’s feet completely pink and wet.

Calla Blake stared at the spreading puddle of ruined chemicals, his face twisted with horror. For several seconds, he stood frozen, watching months of research dissolve into toxic steam. Then he smiled. The expression sent ice through my veins. This wasn't the desperate panic I expected from someone who'd just lost everything. This was the look of a man who still had cards to play. Blake reached behind him and pulled out two vials from a hidden compartment. One glowed with the same blue-green light as the destroyed compounds. The other was filled with dark red liquid that I recognized with growing dread.

at the top of his voice. His Betas, prepared for this command, respond instantly. They all drop to one knee, turning their backs towards the enemy forces, crouching forward and pulling hoods over their heads, breathing masks down over their faces. Victor does the same, turning his face away just as he sees the aircrafts open their bellies, dropping gallons and gallons of liquid wolfsbane onto the enemy forces. He has to turn his face away, to breathe into the apparatus built into his waterproof hood for just a moment to avoid any wolfsbane carried on droplets in the air.

I cried out, terrified and in pain. She half shifted, something people generally avoided doing, pinning me down on the ground. “I'll kill you before you hurt my niece!” She snarled quietly at me. I could feel blood begin to trickle down my body as I heard the sound of a weapon being drawn. Instantly I felt a searing, burning pain on my chest right where my heart was. Whatever it was, surely a dagger based on the size, it was laced with wolfsbane. Wolfsbane was one of our biggest weaknesses. Wolfsbane was also something that could hinder healing. I screamed out in intense pain at the searing sensation, tears streaming down my face, blood down my body.

“Leave now… or die with them.” For a second, the air turned to ice inside their masks. The team twitched micro-inches toward each other—tiny tells of very large instincts. Jack’s hand tightened on the MCX. “Breach. Now.” Bill dropped a hockey puck of PETN, blew the service door inward with a cough of pressure and a flurry of sparks. Smoke rolled low and lazy across cold tile. They flowed through.

Hyun Ah ask, showing a thumbs up to the Captain. Blanche nodded as she sat down on the wooden chair near her. Hyun Ah grabs what she was holding and started to open up a pack of gauze and pour an antiseptic on the cotton balls. She then started cleaning Blanche's open wound. Flinching due to discomfort, Blanche couldn't help but to utter. "Ouch!"