Female Prometheus Engineer Novels & Stories

Images appeared—snippets of Nathan’s early missions, encrypted communications, his reports… all addressed to the Board. And at the top of every file was a name she hadn’t seen before: Project Prometheus. She gasped. “Nathan… you knew?” The void snapped away. Reality returned with a blast of static. She stumbled back onto the rooftop, gasping for air. Nathan caught her, eyes wide. “Alina—what happened?” Her eyes filled with tears. “You lied to me.” Nathan froze. “What are you talking about?” “Project Prometheus,” she whispered, holding up the fragments. “You were never sent to destroy the Foundation. You were sent to take it over!”

The rest continued with their lunch, but the Alpha and his Luna, together with their Beta Michael and Gamma Jason, were not convinced about the Oracle's visit. “Listen to me, little Alpha…” The Oracle said and made Theo sit on her lap so that he could listen attentively to what she was about to tell him. “What is it, old grandma?” Theo asked her with his innocent blue eyes blinking several times. The Oracle heaved a sigh before she spoke… “My child, you always have to remember that, the moon goddess knows what she does, and has prepared a “Promise Mate” for you. Your mate will stand by your side and fight his own kind alongside you. He will love and cherish you as if you are his life. He wil

Aurelia pondered on how to explain to Zhu Wushang and the people in the room for a moment, then she started her explanation after gathering some thought. “Prometheus is the titan god of fire. His mythology said that humans are powerless against hazards such as the winter and cold and also they can’t fight the beast that has claws and fangs. So humans pray to god for their blessing to help them or guide them in this endeavor. The god didn’t care about the humans and ignored their prayers. So Prometheus, The wise and intellectual titan who was the one who was involved in creating the human in the first place, decided to help the human.

Her extremely white hands sizzled and sparkled with white traces of lightning crackling and arcing all the way up to her arms. What she was uncertain about was exactly who was the heir that the prophecy had spoken about. Who had been powerful enough to take down Prometheus? Prometheus had been the last subject that the goddess had sent out to procure that which she was in search of and had failed but his failure had actually bore fruit-giving the goddess the exact location of where to look-Earth.

“ What? Retire to our what? The press is outside waiting for us to –“ “ – shit he’s here,” Amanda said, she was the head Engineer for the phone. I remember what her role was because I was impressed by how she was comfortable with Engineering as a woman. She was dressed elegantly but she still wore glasses that gave her a very nerdy but sexy look.

Surrounded by enemies who had sought their demise throughout their lives, she found herself experiencing an unexpected sense of protection, as she always did in his presence. “I will get you out of here, Athena. I will not let anything happen to you,” he promised, as always. Those promises didn’t seem like a lie. How was he so sure that they would not die here? How is he so confident that he will get her out of there? How could he say that? Her thoughts halted when Rustom kicked Azazel in the gut.

It was the fire he had ignited in her. "I'm an engineer, Killian," she said, her voice growing bolder. "I don't like leaving projects unfinished. And the Phoenix Protocol—this new trust of yours—it’s going to need someone who understands the technical side of the Atuabo valves. Someone who isn't afraid to tell the CEO when he’s wrong." A slow, genuine smirk spread across Killian’s face—the first one she had ever seen. It reached his eyes, turning the amber to gold. "Is that an application for a job, Miss Vance?"

It was a fragment of the Source-Core’s primary CPU, mindless and ravenous, driven by a singular, recursive command: Reintegrate the Seed. "The Veil isn't ready!" Vala shouted, her gills fluttering in a frantic blue rhythm as she struggled with the salvaged bio-reactors in the courtyard. "We need four more cycles to stabilize the Prometheus frequency! If we turn it on now, it will just act like a flare in the dark!" Nevan was already moving, his hands locking onto the handles of the heavy iron doors of the villa. "Get Leo inside! Vossen, get the refugee to the cellar! Gianna—"

"I'm going to play games. Don't touch my computer again." He yanked the laptop from her hands, muttering curses under his breath, "That stupid woman actually dared to lend you my computer without my permission. I'll deal with her later." Panic surged through Isolde. She sprang to her feet and tried to stop him. "Sir, I'm the chief engineer of the R&D department at Nightfall Corp. I'm developing a bionic robot to fight this outbreak. This is extremely urgent. Give me just one more day and I can finish the basic version. It can help so many people…"

"This..." Everyone at the scene stared at each other, stunned. Lazarus had suspected that Trevor was interested in Celeste, but he didn't expect Trevor to be this openly... forward. He cleared his throat and tried to remind him politely, "Then we'll trouble you, Mr. Fleming. Ms. Rodriguez is quite close to one of the female engineers from YodaVision. Maybe... She could go up with you to look after Ms. Rodriguez?" The other YodaVision staff immediately nodded frantically. "Yes, Mr. Fleming, maybe—"