Novel & Cerita Dr Glass : Scp

Whoever bore that symbol was far more powerful than expected. “Finally, Sir Dark is calling!” Drick whispered, immediately answering the call, tense as he began to report what he had discovered on the CCTV footage. “Sir, I’ve seen… something unusual—” “If that’s the case, Drick, don’t tell anyone!” Dark’s voice was cold but laced with anxiety. “Take all the CCTV footage and bring it to me personally. I don’t want anyone else to know. Don’t fail me!” Drick immediately nodded, even while still on the call.

They moved with synchronized silence that felt completely lifeless. At the center of the chamber sat General Drax. His torso was encased in a life-support unit that resembled a pressurized furnace. Cables snaked from his spine into the ship's central core. He was the Ironside, and the ship was him. "Subject Alpha-Minor," Drax's voice boomed, synthesizing a roar that vibrated through Lyra's bones. "You are the peak of the Chimera infection. A biological mistake with global resonance. Why have you boarded the Sanitizer?"

Then the voice of the reporter came blasting through the speakers. "The Grand Alpha, Alpha Damian has declared the entire Blood fang pack on a lockdown. Information reaching authorities is that the fugitive Drax, and his accomplices, Rissa Bright and Lily Lucas, have taken refuge in the Blood fang pack. A number of eye witnesses have claimed to have seen people with resemblance to the aforementioned people." "The Grand alpha has given permission to search every nook and cranny of the Blood fang pack. Every home, every business, every building. The borders of the Blood moon pack will be on a twenty hours surveillance."

I mean, surely, it is the reason for the strange dream, maybe it might be why my mind is playing tricks on me, finding it difficult to distinguish between dreams and reality. "You look asss though you've ssseen a ghost, Avara.” I freeze, my heart leaping into my throat as I turn towards the direction of the sound. Dr. Scyla is leaning against a stone pillar, her blonde ponytail perfectly slicked back, her blue eyes bright and unnervingly observant. She is smiling, but the expression doesn't reach her eyes. "Dr. Scyla," I manage to say with a forced bout of amused laughter. "I didn't see you there."

** Report: Quinn The interior of Dropship 13. United States airspace. My capsule entered the dropship at breakneck speed, latching into the ship's reloading system. As I stared at my HUD, preparing to choose my next mech, a familiar voice filled my right ear. "Good afternoon, everyone!" Draco declared. His voice was loud, almost manic, overpowering the sounds of my allies. "Not again!" Kedrick groaned. "I have a proposition to make," Draco continued, undeterred.

"After we looked at the report at the forensic lab, he quickly went to catch Dr. Killer before he ran away." "He went alone? What if that bastard escapes, or worse, what if he attacks Stefan? He will surely need backup. So let's not waste any more time and help him." Mr. Gray became really worried about Stefan after hearing Jean's words. Even though they weren't that close, as a colleague and teammate he valued every member's safety. "But I don't know where he is right now." She replied in a tense voice making both of her superiors look at her with confusion.

"But it’s not biological. It’s magical residue. Void energy. It’s... it’s eating my healing spells." Ashren leaned over Drax, pinning his shoulders. He didn't use his Alpha voice; that would only challenge the wolf inside Drax. He used the voice of a brother. "Drax," Ashren said, low and steady. "Look at me. You're out. You're on the ship. You're safe." Drax’s eyes flew open. The whites were gone, consumed by the same milky film I had seen on the thralls in the prison. "Ashren?" he wheezed.

I whisper as I look around, and just then, the thought of Clarissa hits me hard. "Clarissa!" I whisper before I pick race, rushing to the office to check if she's fine, but I collide with someone, and I stagger back. A Ray of light emits from nowhere, and standing in front of me is the creature I have never dreamt of seeing in my entire life. It's Draco, the grim reaper. Draco is the strongest grim reaper that has ever existed, and the one that was always sent to strong werewolves, particularly Alphas. Yes, they are also the agent of doom, and all the time that he visited me, I always ended up with one bad luck or the other.

Everyone were in the state of puzzled and curious, when the heard that Sasu were clearing his throat. Naturally as this were going on, no one were stopping and stand still, they all still have their own personal duty, and the massacre of the Yulga Family still continues, despite the comical incidents that were happening right at the moment. “This Sasu, Secret Service Agent, Head of the Presidential Security Personnel, Agent Number, 001…Requesting Direct communication line with Aeternum Person of Interest, Code Name…Dragon 01…”.(Sasu)

he growls, and I nod. Lance- Luna, Alpha wants Scott here as well. Luna- He is helping Ryan but will be following immediately after. We are almost there. Keep him calm. "Scott will be here soon as well, Alpha. He is helping with the vampire disposal," I say with my eyes downcast. He growls as a vampire scent becomes stronger. The vampire must be the Dr. Clifford Starn, Clint and I read about. I crouch low while trying to see down the wide hall.