Midnight Between Us
It was the heavy, rhythmic stride of someone who knew, with absolute certainty, that nobody present had the power to stop him.
*Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.*
The wet mud gave way beneath his boots, the sound echoing unnaturally through the dead-silent clearing.
Daniel immediately reached out and grabbed Helena’s hand, burying himself against her side like a frightened toddler. Across the clearing, Prototype One took an instinctive step forward, his posture twisting into something intensely protective. To his immediate flank, Prototype Two did the exact same thing.
For the first time in thirty long, agonizing years, the two broken halves of Subject Zero stood side by side. They weren't standing as
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