Lab Rats Villain Novels & Stories

"No wonder… all that pain… that freaking hell, they made me go through in that lab, so this is it, aight… this is the fucking result… Nah, oh shit…" "Well, thank goodness that I survived it all... But why, huh?" She thundered, her face contorted with rage. "Why the fuck would they do this to me? Why the fuck, would they use me as a specimen, for their fucking experiments??? Ooh…Okay, I get it. I get it now… Those punks, they want bigger, better, and monstrous warriors for their army… and they just used me as a rat, for the testing phase… and they didn't believe that I'll survive, aight. Hahaha." She chuckled hysterically, her cheeks glinting in the moonlight.

He looked at Zeke suspiciously. "Dr. Bruce, please carry out a test on a lab rat," Frederick said as he handed the pill to Larry. Larry accepted it carefully as if it was a prized treasure. Although it was a kind of poison, discovering it actually produced cancer cells directly in the lungs would warrant a Noel Prize. Larry and his medical team immediately tested it on a lab rat. Soon, the results came out. After taking the Lung Cancer Pill, the lab rat rapidly produced lung cancer cells. In fact, the characteristics displayed by the cancer cells were exactly the same as those in Xavier's body.

I tried to control myself, but I found myself laughing and smiling. "Just go ahead and do whatever you want to do, but I bet you that you are all going to pay for this. Each and every one of you is going to be tied to a chair, and he's going to get tortured the way I am getting tortured right now," the guy who was used as the lab rat said.

Charlie stood nearby, his eyes red as if he had just cried. "I was just messing with you. Why did you actually drink it? Maddie, since when did you become so weak?" he asked. The original Maddison was not fragile at all. After all, she was the villainous side character whose job was to frame the female lead before meeting her destined death. The female lead was Cynthia. Just a while back, the original Maddison had tried to stop her from taking the SATs by slipping laxatives into Cynthia's food. However, halfway through, the original Maddison got scared and switched the drugged meal with a normal one.

For she from all along and way from the past knew who will be HIS lab rat. “First things first.” HE started with the tone of assurance and glee. “Do not think of this little experiment of mine as a pain in the butt. For the Yin that I am about to take from one of you is the necessary thing for the book of Dylan to be opened. It may cause your Yang to fall into a deep sleep and be caught in the web of the deadly spider, yet it is all worth it.” HE giggles in excitement and amusement. Which make the four of HIS dolls and puppet hold the kind of fear knowing that if they are the on to be chosen, it will jeopardize their desire and wish.

They had moved back slightly and were now behind me, but if I made one wrong move, they’d see me. “I’m far away enough. Stop whining.” The dumb one replied. “God, now I get why they placed me with you. I’m here to be your fucking babysitter.” The dumb one sighed, “It's one fucking sigaret. At least you’re not babysitting that freak.” “You mean Sweets’ lab rat?” The dumb one breathed out the air of his cigarette, sending a clout of smoke towards me. “Lab rat?” “Yeah, that slut who slept with wolves... There’s no way she would be able to fight any of us if she wasn’t using the serum to become stronger.” The smart one replied.

“Project E wasn’t a single experiment. It was a series. Twelve candidates. All children, all born under the same genetic protocol. Each designed to adapt — faster, stronger, smarter. A new generation of human intelligence. But your mother—Vanessa—wanted to weaponize it. Your father wanted to own it. And in their war, they destroyed every prototype but one.” He paused. His eyes met mine. “You.” My stomach dropped. “So you’re saying I’m—what? A lab rat?” “Not a rat,” he said quietly. “A blueprint.” I shook my head, backing up a step. “No. You’re lying. You have to be. I’m a person, not some—some engineered experiment.”

Alpha Evan explained, asking what he wanted to at the end while Miss Lillian listened attentively, clearly willing to help as much as she could. Her brows furrowed as she thought about it. "I do know of a war like that. It was between three werewolf packs, and a witch coven out in the woods. From what I know, they were a bunch of powerful witches, so three packs had joined forces to take them down. They had been performing some sort of magic that had apparently been dangerous according to the surrounding werewolf packs and they had deemed it necessary to bring those witches down," Miss Lillian explained, her frown deepening as she spoke.

Kael Standing at the head of the long steel table in the heart of my underground laboratory, with the hum of refrigeration units and the scent of chemicals filling the air. The walls were lined with reinforced glass cases holding rows of glowing vials, my life’s work, the serum that would turn ordinary blood into something unstoppable. Dr. Lira Voss, the same woman who had overseen Lizabella’s treatment, leaned over a holographic display, as three other lead scientists flanked her, tablets in hand, faces illuminated by the blue glow of data streams.

I continue. “And you, Lily…you’ve ruined Moonlit Labs. You’re motivated by greed and power. You use people around you for your own needs and never return the help they give. You belittle people, you hit them, abuse them, and use them like they are pawns,” I begin. Gasps and hushed whispers ignite around the room. Instead of looking at me, they turn their attention to the heads of the Silvertail pack. I smirk and stand in front of the three villains.