Genocide Online Novels & Stories

It was a straight up genocide. “They will pay” Vergil said darkly, helping a survivor up to his feet, “Find shelter in the forests, over the years we have prepared various hideouts for cases like these. I apologize that I did not arrive earlier.” The forlorn Ecanus gave him their thanks and solemnly walked off, many were crying at the loss of their friends, lovers and family.

One by one, encrypted nodes across the globe lit up red: Santiago Lisbon Milan Istanbul Seoul Mumbai Tunis Zurich Accra All known Moretti and De Rossi safehouses. All activated. All compromised. BLACK SUN didn’t delete them. It replaced them. Every house, every sanctuary, every haven erased from digital memory. No birth records. No land deeds. No security links. No family. A genocide of lineage. Not by bullets. By obliteration. In the server room, Elias watched the kill-sequence launch. He said nothing. Only whispered: “The age of families is over.” ~~~~~~~~~~ THE BLACK HOUSE — WAR ROOM — 02:27 A.M.

"Targeted biological weapons delivered through compromised medical devices. They can eliminate specific genetic populations while leaving others untouched." The warehouse spins around Aria. "Genocide." "Selective genocide. And they're planning to field-test it within six months." Marcus sits down heavily on a crate. "Field-test where?" "Rwanda, initially. Then Myanmar. Countries where international oversight is limited and populations are already vulnerable." "Jesus Christ." Elena nods grimly. "The FBI estimates that the initial tests alone could kill half a million people. If the technology proves effective, they'll scale it globally." Sophie looks up from her coloring.

Dante let his head fall back and he laughed, “these technically aren't shelves kitten, they are cut into the wall so don't worry about it.” Mj huffed and rolled the sleeves up on Dante’s shirt before she scaled the book clad wall until she was next to her smiling mate. “This makes me think about rock climbing,” she said and Dante winked at her. “Have you ever been rock climbing, Azreal has a mock wall in the training yard but I could take you to a spot with a view almost as amazing as this one.” Mj looked around and shook her head, “no I have never been, but what’s so amazing about the view in here?” she asked and Dante purred, “you are in it.” Mj shook her head and Dante shrugged his

Apparently, they were considered weak and undesirable because they didn't have the aggressive instincts of the other ranks. But then the text took a dark turn. It mentioned a "Cleansing of the species" that happened decades ago. It had been a systematic genocide where Omegas were hunted down and wiped out. The few who survived fled into hiding, and almost all records of their existence had been destroyed or "lost." I felt a chill that had nothing to do with the drafty library. A genocide? Just because they were seen as "weak"? That was crazy. I thought to myself, but suddenly, a voice whispered behind me.

Leela stood frozen over the desk, one hand clamped tight over her mouth to stifle the sob clawing its way up her throat. Her eyes burned with hot, acidic tears that blurred the ink on the pages, but the horror was too clear to miss. She turned page after page, her fingers trembling so violently she nearly tore the ancient paper. It wasn't just a few victims. It was a catalogue of genocide. "The 'studies,'" she whispered, her voice cracking on the word. It was a sterile, clinical term for butchery. "They didn't just hunt us, Fenn. They made a whole species extinct. They erased us... for cuff links. For power."

Warren suddenly adds and I almost can’t believe the words coming out of his mouth. “It’s genocide.” Ryder states. “It’s retribution, karma. For all your crimes.” Chloe says. She almost sounds like a robot. She’s being used by the witches. “Chloe. You don’t really believe that you can justify genocide, right? We’re better than our oppressors. Rather than try to make things worse, don’t you think we should find a way to make it better?” I say. I notice Damon lean back in his seat as he watches and listens to us dispute. He looks so tired.

"How many others are on this list?" Mila scrolled. "Hundreds of active termination orders. Most are heirs like you. People who asked too many questions. People who tried to leave." "This is genocide." Celeste's brother moved closer to the screen. "They're eliminating anyone who threatens their power." "Not just eliminating." Mila clicked another folder. "Look at this section. Successful Terminations." The list is loaded. Celeste recognized some names. A cousin who died in a car crash. A friend from school who supposedly drowned. A business partner of her father's who had a heart attack at thirty.

"Diane, you're saying there are groups calling for… for genocide? Am I hearing that correctly? That can't be right." "Unfortunately, it is, Jim. Humans First is considered one of the more extreme voices out there, but fear and anger are running at an extraordinary level right now. We do have a joint statement from the ACLU, Shifters of America, and the Human Shifter Alliance, pushing back strongly against that position. They argue that this condition is entirely beyond the control of those affected and that until the situation is fully understood, the shifter population as a whole should not be targeted or blamed for something they have no power over. They draw a comparison to the way carrie

I shake my head, unable to speak through my intense pain that is getting worse with each passing moment. “Overpopulation is the root of all the problems we face today in city hives. Illness. Poverty. Political agitation. It all boils down to one problem. Too many people and nowhere to put them all. But a few well-placed Alphas could fix that. Why, one of those beasts could clear an entire housing estate in a matter of minutes. It would be messy, sure, but we might just be attributing some kind of new genetic mutation. The remaining population will be on their knees, sucking our roosters to protect them. "Genocide," I scream. "You're talking about genocide."