Romans & histoires Madness Combat Agent

PART ONE: ~COMBATIVE~ He lost today. He had been winning all the matches since last year but he lost his streak today. I wonder what happened for him to be that distracted in the middle of a fight. With my chest heaving up and down vigorously out of fear, I enclosed my fingers around the handle of the waiting room and pushed it open with closed eyes.

I told him, gritting my teeth. "Think from your brain, your d*** ain't getting you anywhere." he snapped. My muscles tightened in anger. My wolf growled louder. I launched at him with full speed pinning him against the wall. My withering glare cut him. I hit his head hard against the wall that the loud of hitting reverberated in the room, "I said, mate. She'll be mated to me." My voice was heavier and more menacing. My wolf was taking over my body. My hand changed, I could see thick fur on the back of my hand and arm. I lifted him up against the wall.

But she wasn't going to fall for it. "I don't take orders from strangers," she said, her voice firm. "If you want me to do something, you'll have to reveal yourself and show me some evidence. Otherwise, I'm not buying what you're selling." The voice on the other end chuckled. "You're a feisty one, Agent Miriam. I like that. But let me make one thing clear: if you don't resign and cooperate with us, we'll expose you and take out your boyfriend. You have 24 hours to make your decision."

, the Agent said sarcastically. Mattel simply growled and releases some alpha pheromones. The Agent paled and turned to leave, carelessly slamming the door. Maura had been watching the whole interaction silently, “That whole interaction was strange” She noted. “How so?” Mattel asked. “He gave in so easily. Usually one would expect an alpha to fight harder or get angrier when you used alpha tone. He just walked away….” Maura trailed off, wonderingly. Mattel shrugged. “We’ll deal with Agent later. Help me think of ways to reach Regina” Mattel asked, ignoring Maura’s comment

Ellie had to lock her jaw and lower her gaze not to show him how disgusted, horrified, and enraged his cold assessment of living, breathing people made her. “Now we’re making a bundle off them testing drugs we’ve cooked up to enhance the military and fitness freaks.” He turned away to tear off his gloves. “Have you seen how damn big we’ve made them? How strong? We trained them to fight just to show what is possible to do to humans and how much damage they can take with the new batch of rapid-healing medicines. Do you know how many billions of dollars in contracts we’re looking at? How much money we’ve already made so far? They are our prototypes. Showing what we can make them do, how fast, s

The lady continues to hesitate, but finally says, “It will be alright, Mrs. Hayden. Help will be with you soon.” “I never—” I don’t have time to question how she knows Tom’s last name. The door suddenly opens and two police offers and Dr. Hogan. My eyes widen and my body fills with near crippling dread. “You’ll need to tranquilize her.” Dr. Hogan says as I start screaming. I race behind the desk, grabbing whatever objects I can reach from the wood shelves and desk, and start throwing them at Dr. Hogan. I throw the small, metal decorative globe at a police officer trying to get closer to me.

someone barked, voice cracking over the chaos. Flinco’s team stormed in—operators in multicam black, plate carriers heavy with frag grenades and flashbangs. Reaper led, MP5 barking suppressed bursts—thwip-thwip-thwip—two agents down, chests blooming red, bodies crumpling in the hall. Jeremy’s crew followed, heavier, meaner—M4s on full auto, spraying 5.56 like a storm. Rounds chewed walls, blood splattered white paint, spent casings clinking hot on the floor.

Her wolf is something else, she is breathtaking, my wolf is smitten, it takes my all to pull his attention back to the matter at hand. I notice their attention is on her, so this is why they are here for my mate. The thought has just entered my mind when the large wolf who seems to be in charge launches at me. Everything happens so quickly, one minute Trent is fighting by my back against two while I am fighting the big wolf and two others. They just keep coming, you take one out two more appear. There is something strange about them, I can sense the magic coming off them. My warriors are holding their own against these rogues. ‘Where is poison?’ Trent asks through the mind-link.

Growling, Faith warned, "Don't growl at me, you asked for this fight. It's not my fault you keep falling." Displeased by Faith's retort, Petta sprang up from the ground and brandished a blade from her back pocket, charging at Faith. I noticed the weapon in her hands, and it seemed Faith did too. As Petta swung the blade, it grazed Faith's arm as she blocked the attack intended for her face, resulting in a deep cut on her arm. Glancing at her wound nonchalantly, Faith knew she would heal as she had trained intensively in combat and pain management. Engaging in a fierce fight, both girls clawed at each other, and in the struggle, Petta ended up cutting Faith from her elbow to her hand, causing

"Professor Calloway, look! This is a colorless, odorless neuro-agent I synthesized myself. I've already mixed it in." Matt Lewis, one of our teammates, leaned over, giving her a thumbs-up. "Awesome, Sabrina. If the foreign teams get hit by this, they won't even know how they died!" Laughter broke out among them, but my eyes were squeezed shut under my eye mask. In my last life, I had fought desperately to stop this disaster, only to end up disgraced and frozen to death in that cold storage. This time, these lunatics were more than welcome to leap to their deaths.