Cyberpunk 2077 Novels & Stories

She sighed then her gaze shifted to my arm. "What happened to your arm?" Annah points at my left arm that's wrapped in a casket. "Don't worry about it." She eyes me for a second then lets it go knowing that I'll be fine. "Anyway, back to business." Annah is an arms dealer, her company is one of the best companies out there they call themselves 'The Caters' She does dirty work here and there but she knows how to cover up her tracks

"I'll tell you what you want to know if you let me out." I burst out laughing. "Yeah, right! Like I'm going to fall for that!" I tilted my head to the side. "Where is the Nightshade base?" He smirked. "In Canada." "I mean here, you moron!" I yelled, raising my hands again. "Tell me what I want to know, or I'll tear you apart!" He scoffed. "Now, that I'd like to see." I balled my fists and placed one on top of the other, concentrating as I stared at him. Then I tightened my grip and started pulling them apart as he gasped, lifting off his feet.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h