Helltaker Cerberus Novels & Stories

"Cerberus is a phantom. It doesn't exist on paper. It's a network of shell companies and offshore trusts. It acts as an acquisition and holding entity for hostile operations worldwide. They specialize in buying 'distressed assets'... or, in our case, 'cleaned assets.'" "They are not interested in running the company," I summarized. "They are interested in breaking it up and selling the pieces for maximum profit." "Worse," Damian countered, isolating their recent targets. "They acquired three major entities in the last year—a major African mining conglomerate, a European media giant, and a North American logistics firm. All were ethically compromised before acquisition, and all were dismantle

Their helmets were opaque, reflecting the violet destruction of the hall, and their weapons were Neural-Lances, built to bypass physical armor and attack the brain of a shifter from within. "Subject 0-Alpha identified," the lead Centurion’s vocoder announced. "Subject 0-Healer is critically depleted. Primary objective: Extraction. Secondary objective: Eliminate all witnesses." "There are no witnesses here," Kael said, stepping in front of Elara. He didn't shift into a wolf. He didn’t need to. "Only executioners." The Centurions opened fire. Three Neural-Lances zipped through the air, their blue arcs screaming as they aimed for Kael’s nervous system.

His eyes looked relaxed, not anything like they were seconds ago when he looked at Collin. “You as well, Invisi-boy,” Callie dramatically bowed back. “Callie!” I shrieked. My face changed ten shades of red before settling in the deepest color of it. “Invisi-boy, huh?” he laughed. “It was that or Ghost Boy,” Callie replied matter-of-factly. “Are you a ghost, by the way?” “No,” Hunter smirked, “I’m an assassin.” “Knew it.” Callie nodded. “An assassin from an alien planet coming to scope out a new world to create a new colony on, right?”

Gaia sighed, shaking her head and looking to Ashley for support. “Nope,” she replied, popping the “p” for emphasis, as they continued to listen to their mate’s “ideas”. “--- Persephone, Pep for short! And if it’s a boy he’ll be Cerberus! I always liked that name AND, it’s a cool dog,” the alpha continued, pretending to be blissfully unaware of his surroundings. “We could call the den Hades and since the pack is already the Tartarus Pack it’s only befitting that---”

He made air quotes mockingly. “Stop stalling. Let’s cut to the chase. What are you truly here for?” Hunter’s expression turned grim yet remained strangely calm. “I can’t let you bring your crew back,” Cerberus replied, standing tall with his legs wide and his hands on his waist. “What’s stopping me? I have all the ingredients!” Hunter pointed back with a thumb, his confidence unshaken. “Do you?” Cerberus smirked. Hunter spun around quickly, realizing his captives were gone. Panic flashed across his face, and he rushed forward, but Cerberus attacked him from behind, initiating a brutal hand-to-hand combat.

Chapter 101: Hounds From Hell Unknown Location, Unknown State... Snakeskin boots touched down onto white dust as the infamous killer kidnapper known fully as Jarrett Quinton Beaulieu slid out of his truck. His keen narrow eyes had been fixated on a rather impressive but barely held-together hunting shack as he gripped a silver barrel shotgun and made his way up the small wooden steps and into the front door. There had been a good deal of blood splattered about the place, remains and carcasses of dead animals of various kinds, and an occasional human body or two shot through the heart and lying where they had been dropped Jarrett had not been a stranger to nature, no stranger to nature at all

With my wet hair curtaining my face, I emerged looking like the cavewoman I am. Pulling out the towel I had brought along, I dried my hair and face rubbing it red. When I moved the towel away from my face, a dark humongous figure caught me startled. With the distance, I couldn't quite grasp what it was. With a gasp I watched the structure shrunk down in size, into three dots which moved my way. As they came closer, I realized with a start that they were puppies with fur darker than night. My mind swirled around an article I read during my research on the Underworld. Cerberus, the three-headed dog, the guardian of the Underworld. They couldn't it, right?

To sigh. " Finish her." With this being said, he turns around to leave when I scream from behind. Clenching my fists. " W...ho...a..re you!" The man's back stiffens and that's when he runs his fingers through his hair. To let the hood drop. “ Cerberus… they call me Cerberus . The barrier between life and death. And also the loyal servant of her, my Queen. Heratte…” “ The Goddess of Darkness.”

Male and female in red and purple, respectively. "Crimson and Violet, " she muttered. The two speedsters who worked with her to get out of the Speedrealm back when Nick was trapped in the realm and teamed up to take down the aliens during the invasion of 2010—the Berserker Apocalypse—as it is properly remembered. "Apparently, these two have been in New York for more than three years now," said Carter. "The last I saw them was after the apocalypse when the Spectre called them back into the Speedrealm," Carol added in a confused tone, "what the hell is the Speedrealm upto?"

Taken couldn't stand to be near normal people without killing them, so if one of us was safe, we all were. He was dressed in dark grey, with leather boots and a matching utility belt that hung at his waist. A gun sat at each hip, separated by a flashlight and a short sheathed knife. I looked up at his face and cringed. His skin was the tannest I'd ever seen, his blue eyes sharp and cold. He had a half sun tattooed on the side of his face, stretching from his right temple down to the tip of his jaw. "Where are you headed?"