Romans & histoires Cyborg 009 The End Of The Beginning

We raise our glasses clink against one another. We drank our drinks and started enjoying the night then BODAK YELLOW by Cardi B booms through the speakers then we all shouted and get to the dance floor this was our Jam. We danced while we sang along to the beat. Shutting my mind off, I allow the music to flow through me. The three of us dance together for the longest time.

The future was now bright. THE END

And my darling daughter, Alice—her future would be limitless. The End

He held Candice in his arms as they stood in front of the casket. The little girl still asked, "When is Mommy Yvonne coming back?" Bowen tried to explain to her, saying, "Candice, the person lying here is your mom." "I know," Candice said impatiently. "But I want Mommy Yvonne." Everyone watching felt a sting in their hearts. The child had been brainwashed far too deeply. "My baby girl..." Jolene sobbed, collapsing onto the casket. "I was wrong... I'm so sorry, Kathleen!"

As if she was never taken. I did this five more times to the others. For those whose parents were murdered by him, I sent them to the infertile couples who wished for children to love. I erased all the evil giving them nothing but happy memories. They knew nothing but love. When it came to the last girl, the thirteen-year-old. She hesitated, "what's wrong child? You don't have to be scared; I won't hurt you." Her voice just a whisper. "I don't want to forget you. I want to remember you." She looked all around her, "I want to remember all of you." Kneeling in front of her, I took away her pain and healed her body. "Where would you like to go?" The little girl hugged me tightly. "I can go anyw

all over again. The End.

It was chained to the rock with massive, glowing runes—Taoist binding spells that had been corrupted by time. "Subject 004-Delta," Caleb’s voice shifted slightly, the analytical tone of the AI blending seamlessly with his own observations. "Designation: The Cinder-Husk. Status: Dormant. Threat Level: Extreme." "It's not just dormant," Scarlett whispered, pulling out her jade brush. "It's suffering. Look at the chains. They aren't holding it; they're feeding on it. This thing is a living battery." "Then we put it out of its misery," Caleb said. He didn't transform into his wolf form. Instead, he simply took off his jacket, revealing the intricate, silver tattoos that now covered his arms—the

"I'm going to take it all back. I'm going to drain you dry, take your face, and go back to that rig. And Jade will never know the difference." In the depths of the dampener fluid, Caspian-00’s eyes didn't turn white. They turned a flat, obsidian black. The liquid in the tank began to boil. Not from heat, but from the sheer vibration of a "lie" deciding to become its own truth. I am not a recording, Caspian-00 thought, the words echoing through the facility’s mainframe. I am the one who survives. Suddenly, every screen in the Abyssal Vault turned to static. A single line of text appeared, written in a code that neither Julian nor the Original had programmed:

He had not taken into consideration that while he was a Rank 9 Evolved One, Biggy, White Doll, and Scarlet were all Rank 9 Zombies. Even if a Rank 9 Evolved One were to use up all of his or her strength, it would be impossible for them to defeat three Rank 9 Zombies. Biggy, White Doll, and Scarlet surrounded Spencer and began to attack him. 'Even if you're a great warrior, you'll never win this battle!' Spencer's pupils shrunk as he felt the sky crumble. "I guess this is the end… of my life!" Spencer roared as he was punched by Biggy.

They'd just take up space. The End