Lab Rats Bionic Island Sebastian Novels & Stories

I have to escape his madness or else I'll lose myself in his obsession. .............................. what do you think about Sebastian?. comment please.

The water was blue and the waves were chasing in the sun. "Boss,that small island not far ahead is where the G34 lab is located, because there are people protecting the place, our airplane can only stop here and then take a speedboat over there." Bruno took the lead and walked down from the airplane, pointing at a small island across the sea as he spoke. Sebastian followed closely behind in a black shirt and sunglasses. He took a few steps forward and looked around. Blue sky, white clouds, green trees and clear sea water, it was indeed a good place!

“Sebastian, good to see you,” The Alpha says, looking confused. “I apologize, Alphas, for being the first representative from Biczi on this call. However, it is important. As you all can see I am not feral, nor has my mark faded,” Sebastian shows them his mark. “After 6 months, it’s hard to believe,” Mitchell states. “Unless I lost a bet with my Luna.” “I want to assure all of you that the deception was necessary and productive,” Sebastian tells them.

“He’s been engaged in illegal drug smuggling for years, forcing developers to work for him under threats and coercion. The scale of the disaster he could unleash is unimaginable.” “Why should we believe you?” Emerson asked, his skepticism tangible. Sebastian’s lips curled into a wry smile. “Because while you’ve been busy throwing tantrums, I’ve been working to counteract the damage Victor causes. That’s why I set up my biological laboratory. It wasn’t for power or profit. It was to be prepared for this moment.” The room seemed to shrink as his words sank in. Even Robert, typically aloof, had a hard edge to his expression, as if he was beginning to grasp the gravity of the situation.

"I do not want to live in terror. I want to wake up and love you without fleeing." "You will," Kc whispered beside her, his hand at her waist. "Even if I reduce the world to ashes to do it." She leaned against him, her voice on the verge of a whisper. "So then let's begin with the ashes." Meanwhile… Deep in the Black Jungle. Sebastian lay strapped to a dirty metal bed in a deserted underground bunker. His body was charred, twisted, barely recognizable as human. But his eyes. his eyes still crackled with the same malevolence.

“*The lab.*” His team moved swiftly. Deep within the fortress, hidden behind layers of security, they found it. A heavy steel door, bolted shut. “Break it down,” Sebastian ordered. Within seconds, his men forced their way inside. The room beyond was stark white, lined with high-tech equipment. And in the center— A large containment chamber. Inside, lying unconscious, was a man. Pale. Weak. But his face— Sebastian’s breath caught in his throat. Tears blurred his vision.

“Subject Zero does not respond to the usual aggression Increase. His brain waves show protective instincts. The compatibility rate of this Slum rat actually seems to break through the biochemical barriers that we have built up laboriously over years.” He lifted the whip again. The glowing red cord sounds like a Toxic snake over the ground, right on my feet. “Let’s see how much pain the band gets before it tears,” he whispered. “If I take the skin from the bones, little rat, then he will me attack? Or will his mind finally fragment under the neural load?" I didn't go back. In Sector 4, you learn early that predators hunt you when you