Lab Rats Bionic Island Marcus Novels & Stories

“See for yourselves.” I tap play. The screen shows them, filmed from my vantage point. Their deranged screams, their violent clash of fire and water. The final, damning clip: Marcus, eyes blank with terror, trying to punch a hole through his own heart. My hand snapping out to stop him. I let it sink in. Then I pluck the phone from their slack hands. “You ingested a contaminant from the island’s food supply. Psychotropic, aggressive. By the time I found you, you were lost to it. I brought you back.”

“Don’t worry, darling. My wolf is just as enamored with you as you are with him.” My animal immediately calms.But I don’t. “I don’t understand,” I finally manage to breathe, my grip tightening near his base again. “Help me understand.” It’s a plea that brings tears to my eyes. Because all of this is foreign. I’m trying to give into my animal, to do what she’s demanding I do. However, feeling his erection in my palm has oddly grounded me in reality. He’s so much larger than Marcus . It should be impossible. It is impossible.

If they didn't find the base today, Lihont would finish his dark ritual and become the most powerful monster in the world. When Naelis and Zoran arrived at the computer room, the door was heavy and cold. Inside, the room was filled with the sound of humming machines and cooling fans. Marcus was sitting in a large black chair, his fingers flying across the keyboard with an inhumane speed. He was busy typing away, and the many screens in front of him were filled with complicated green codes and glowing digital maps. He looked very tired, with messy hair and red eyes from looking at the screens for too long.

Marcus smiled, a cold, clinical movement of his lips as he reached into his coat and pulled out a small, intricately carved obsidian seal—a duplicate of the alchemical control keys Malakor had used to command the old labs. "The city is already mine, my dear," Marcus whispered. "But you are correct about one thing. We do need a vanguard. And now that your giant has conveniently broken his own core to get inside... he is finally ready for the harness."

Because of the information he gave us, we were able to know what kind of experiments he was working on right now. Marcus is apparently working on reusing corpses or attaching functioning limbs together. He hasn’t figured out how to make them alive but he planned on applying the drug he used on Marcus’s sons to stay loyal to him. No doubt, the demon was orchestrating his ideas. I just pray that nature will set limits to how much further he can go. Other than that, Rai has been getting closer to Blake. Aria somehow convinced Blake to apologize first, even though it was Rai who attacked him. As the girls continued to train with magic, Rai and Blake has been talking a lot.

“Open the door right now before I tear your arm off and use your hand to bypass the scanner.” Marcus let out a weak, raspy growl, his golden eyes flashing faintly in the dark shadows before his strength faded. He looked at my face, searching for any sign of mercy, but he found nothing but cold determination. He let out a heavy sigh, realizing he could not win this fight with a broken leg and a ruined weapon. He lifted his right hand slowly, pressing his blood covered palm firmly against the glass face of the scanner. A bright red light flashed twice across his skin, reading his print. Deep inside the thick concrete walls, the heavy steel gears began to turn with a loud, mechanical roar that

Darwin led from the front, silent and focused. They emerged in a shadowed section of the lower grounds—an old loading dock sealed off from public view. Fiona could already see the gleaming cameras rotating overhead and the subtle shimmer of hidden motion sensors. “This is where it gets interesting,” Marcus muttered, slipping his jammer from his backpack. “Give me thirty seconds.” He knelt and pried open a panel embedded in the wall, pulling out wires and attaching a small device. A moment later, the security lights blinked once, and the cameras froze.

"He never wanted the baby. The babys regulator was a way to keep the hosts blood pure until she reached the Antarctic shelf." Jonathan looked at me with a mixture of pity and triumph in his eyes. "He brought you here for you Sierra " he whispered. "You are the one whose brain cells match the neural matrix. He did not build this place to save your son he built it to erase your mind and take over your body." I looked at the glass cylinder then at the old man standing beside it. My heart stopped beating as Lawrence pressed another button on his control. Click! Four heavy metal clamps came down from the ceiling. Pinned Marcus, Julian, Deborah and Christian to their chairs. Two surgical arms came

The burden was heavy. * * * Marco left the sit room the moment the mutineers cleared the coast. He summoned a Trooper II, climbed onto the cyborg's back, and strapped himself in. The helmet jack entered a panel provided for that purpose. "Take me to the landing Zone located near Boi Vawa. Condition five, assault speed". The cyborg said, "Sir. Yes, sir", and started to jog. Marco could remember when the sideways, up and down motion had made him nauseous, but that was a long time ago, in what seemed like a different lifetime.

He tapped her cheeks several times and when she didn’t awaken, he swam with her to the shore he saw from a distance. Exhausted and thirsty, Marcus moved his arms and feet tirelessly until they reached the island. “Don’t worry, Mariko. I will not let you die.” The island is uninhabited. There was no house and only trees and wild plants around it. Marcus looked around to find a place where they could rest. But he couldn't see anything and he only noticed dry wood and leaves. He pushed the floating door of the helicopter, where Mariko was lying down until they reached the shore.