Marcus From Lab Rats Novels & Stories

He waited for me to calm down a little. Do you trust me?" I didn't even know anymore, but I nodded. Marco brushed his fingers across my cheek, and then stood. He turned to the guards, his face became hard. I felt the temperature drop in the room, "Get this cleaned up." Ric and the other guards stood by the door, waiting for more instructions. "Now!" Marco thundered. " And lock down the house, I don't want anyone going out. I need to kill some rats." He smiled to himself, his eyes glinting with mischief.

As he said vehemently, humans should be locked up in a laboratory for blood supply, and their horrid race should be eradicated from the face of the earth. The others, Rockilian, Talon and Connor just tolerated Marcus just because it would be wrong to go against each other. We tried to make him understand that we need to adapt with the modern times. The dark ages were just too chaotic for us, aside from Marcus, who enjoyed every minute of it, and every time we remind him, he turned the other cheek and ignored us. "Those creatures should be exterminated once and for all!" Marcus roared, slamming his fist on the wooden table.

Micardo was waiting for that precise reaction. I was too late. Micardo, agile despite his size, stopped his roll, turned, and fired from a sidearm concealed in his coat. Marcus went down. “Marcus!” I scrambled forward, dropping my own weapon for a second, hooking my hands under his collar and dragging his dead weight back toward the safety of the pillar. Blood immediately began to seep through the dark fabric of his trouser leg, staining the gravel. “I’m fine,” Marcus gritted out, his face pale with pain, sweat plastering his hair to his forehead. “Just hurts like a bitch, Lorenzo.”

At rose cafe, The series of rolls royce stopped, Darwin then went outside the car and contacted Marcus. At second ring, he picked up the call. "Hello Mr. Darwin, I'm sorry for causing trouble to you, please wait I will hurry up!" Marcus said apologetic. Darwin was surprised at how humble and kind Marcus is, "No worries Mr. Marcus, I'm your servant, I can wait even for many hours." Turned out, Marcus was more surprised at Darwin's remark, how rich is his father exactly?

“Fine. But don’t underestimate Marek. Rats bite hardest when they’re cornered.” Lucian’s mouth ghosted into something colder than a smile. “Then let him bite. I’ll break his teeth.” While engines roared to life below the penthouse, Marek’s convoy carved its path through the crumbling veins of the city. Every mile brought him closer to Serrano. Every mile brought Lucian’s noose tighter around his neck. But Marek didn’t fear the noose. Because he had already sharpened his knife to cut it. And by the time Lucian realized the rat had seen the trap, it might already be too late.

Marcus proceeded to switch on the lights, which made me get a clearer view of the room. I heard a loud growl again, turning, I saw different cells arranged in the room. Inside one of the cells was a man drenched in blood who looked like a starved deranged wolf. I noticed that each cell had someone in it, then I realized what was going on here. Unlike Matteo who uses smaller animals as his test subject, Marcus uses werewolves as his test subjects. When I was told the twins loved nature and science, this was the last thing I expected.

The kind of man who’s never heard the word ‘no’ and meant it. I nod. “More than ready.” --- That night, I dream of the lab. The sterile lights. The first injection. My body convulsing as something foreign took root in me. When I wake, Marcus is sitting at the end of my bed, his back to me, watching the sunrise from behind bulletproof glass. “Couldn’t sleep?” I ask. He shakes his head slowly. “I keep thinking about the lives we destroyed. All the subjects we lost. I read their files again. Every time, it hits me harder.”

A low, thunderous growl. Marcus.

He offered them hope and a future. Nature has a weird sense of humor and a sick way to repeat itself. “You’ll be part of something new,” he said. “You’ll never be haunted again. You’ll never be helpless again.” Most said yes. The rest disappeared but they were never really given the luxury of choice to turn him down. He haunted them down and used them as lab rats for the first set of his experiments. ~~~ Now, in the underground bunker beneath the former temple of the red(the vale), Marcus stood before three tanks.

Caleb nodded, but a prickle in his gut made Lucas wonder whether he was on their side-or whether there was an ulterior motive at play. In a sterile white room, deep in the bowels of the facility, Marcus struggled against the restraints binding him to the examination table. Panic swelled in his chest as he listened to the cold, sterile voices of scientists discussing him just beyond the glass. "Prepare the serum for the next test," one of the voices instructed with so little emotion. "If we can manipulate his genetics, we can make him an unstoppable weapon. Marcus's heart was racing. "No! You can't do this!" he shouted, his voice echoing off the walls. But the men only chuckled, undeterred by