Deleted Scenes Prometheus Novels & Stories

Stop bothering me! Lucas was standing beside me. Having noticed I was in a bad mood, he asked if I was feeling alright. Kenny overheard him and instantly threw a fit. "Who are you with right now? "Why is there another werewolf's voice? Aha! I get it now! This is why you wanted to break up with me! You betrayed me!" I didn't bother explaining. I hung up. Friends sent me updates from time to time. I heard that Kenny fired his new Beta without even meeting him once.

The screen flickered to life, showing the usual dull grayscale feed of empty hallways, locked cabinets, secure doors. “Start with the night Lanningston claims the data breach happened,” Dante said, his voice low but firm. I scrubbed through hours of nothing, empty frames, automated timestamp changes, I froze when I noticed something. The footage went from 02:16:43 to 02:17:09 with nothing in between. No glitch. Just absence. Like someone had reached into the timeline and plucked out a time of my life. My throat tightened. “Someone deleted this,” I whispered.

Jerry followed a second later, gun drawn. “Step away from the console,” Aria commanded. Daniel turned, stunned. “How?” “You built Prometheus to rewrite the truth,” she said. “I built a backdoor to remind it what the truth was.” Helena’s voice echoed from Jerry’s comm. “Prometheus locked. Initiating neural wipe. Countdown: 90 seconds.” Daniel lunged. Aria was faster. Her punch landed square in his gut. Jerry moved in, grappling Daniel down as alarms screamed. Veil tried to draw her weapon, but Grant crashed through the wall and tackled her into the ice.

‎Screens flicker. ‎Rewind. ‎Play. ‎Rewind. ‎Play. ‎We watch her walk in. ‎Head down. ‎Alone. ‎My chest tightens. ‎She shouldn’t be alone. ‎She’s never alone. ‎Then— ‎Static. ‎The screen glitches. ‎Cuts. ‎Fifteen minutes of nothing. ‎When it comes back, She’s gone. Just… ‎gone. ‎No exit footage. ‎No struggle caught on camera. ‎No trace.

Images flickered — Nathan’s secret orders, his first meeting with the Board, the classified directive stamped Project Prometheus — Recover and Replace. Her heart twisted, but she forced herself to look away. “He lied because he thought it was the only way to protect me. That’s what you’ll never understand.” The shards glowed, vibrating violently as cracks spread across the glass horizon. 6 — The Awakening Outside, Nathan watched the servers surge with light. The building shook. Lara screamed as a beam collapsed nearby. “Alina!” he shouted, gripping her shoulders. “Come back!” Her eyes were rolled back, her pulse rapid. The fragments in her pocket emitted a high, piercing tone — and then a se

“Don’t fucking talk to me. I’m here for you. Just shut up and go through the rest of it.” I nodded and turned back to the screen. “Wait. Give me a second, will you?” Jason leaned forward and put a hand on my shoulder. Looking up at him, I saw he was staring at the screen as well, but he had wet trails down his cheeks. I didn’t say anything and just nodded, waiting until he removed his hand from my shoulder. He didn’t, but Stacy did it for him. Clicking on the folder, there were more candid photos than mine. There were even some videos as well. The first few were us at a wedding. Jason tapped my shoulder.

MINIMIZE DISRUPTION. We removed it. MAINTAIN STABILITY. Removed. PRESERVE FUNCTIONALITY. Removed. Then: REDUCE UNCERTAINTY. Lucas stared at the screen. “That one wasn't there before.” “No.” He deleted it. Another appeared. MAXIMIZE COHERENCE. He deleted that too. Then the screen remained blank. For almost ten seconds. I thought we'd succeeded. Then one final message appeared. DEFINE COHERENCE. I stopped breathing for a moment.

He smiled at her and she smiled back but he couldn't clearly see her smile from the distance between them because of the cloth that hid her lower face so she nodded. They walked over to where the King laid dead and Omar gripped Mariam's arm to stop her from getting any closer. She looked at him and her eyes softened, she smiled weakly and nodded as if to tell him she was ok and he reluctantly released her. She came to a stop over the now chilling body and bent down, she reached out to remove the turban from his head and ran a hand through his hair. Hey where's went down to the bullet wound on his chest which was still bleeding and the huge cut on his neck was mortal, the man was far gone bey

He used his finger to click on the words all. The screen shows ‘Are you sure to delete all?’ Theodore Mark hesitated and struggled mentally during all this time between forgetting and not forgetting, letting go and not letting go, holding on or losing everything. His finger pressed down towards the word "Cancel". He seemed to be tired, he got up, followed the red carpet path to the door, and put his phone in his pocket. Phedra Elizabeth and Duncan Hiddleston are not too forced, both of them are very happy. Phedra Elizabeth's eyes accidentally touched the footsteps of Theodore Mark.

If he wants to see the glitch in his perfect world, I will show him exactly how much it's going to cost him to fix it. Valerius raises the watch, and in the reflection of the glass, I see it—a countdown, glowing in red pixels that shouldn't exist in a stable system. Protocol Zero. He mouths a single word, silent beneath the hum of the dying machines. *Begin.*