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I never thought things would end like this, and it'd end up killing him…" When Dad was escorted out of the interrogation room, Mom finally arrived in a hurry. She strode over and asked anxiously, "Officer, what happened to my husband?" The officer looked at her gravely. "We discovered that your son, Callum Jones, has been deceased for over a week. The cause of death was a pulmonary embolism resulting from a traffic accident. "In addition, he was subjected to illegal AI human modification procedures." "What?" Mom looked like she had been struck by lightning. She whipped around and turned to Dad, her eyes filled with pure shock and disbelief. "Callum is dead? But how? How the hell is that poss

The three Titans didn't roar. Machines don't need to posture. They just accelerated. The ground shook as thirty tons of antique metal charged us. The one with the rotary saw—let's call him "Buzz"—took the lead, the blade spinning up with a shriek that set my teeth on edge. "Scatter!" Marcus yelled. He slammed his shield into the ground, activating the energy barrier just as Buzz collided with him. CLANG. The impact sent Marcus sliding back ten feet, his boots carving trenches in the dirt. The energy shield flickered dangerously.

Boyd yelled after sighting the footages of Scott and Whyte "That's what Son? And Isn't that the stranger who once helped Alicia just when you almost got her?" Red Mantis asked but still, he showed no sign of remorse or fear "That's him Dad, that's the fucken smoke, a smoke Dad, he's a smoke and that one over there..... Damn, only God knows what the fuck he is, he's faster than the wind itself, we are doomed, they are gonna razed this building to it's knees!!" Boyd veered while he faltered with fear at the sight of both Scott and Whyte who seemed to have walked towards the Elevator

The medic was talking to him telepathically! “Then am I allowed to hurt the other students?” Dorin asked as two more students lounged at him. ‘It is up to you.’ Mordecai kept smiling. The rest of the onlookers moved away after hearing what Dorin said. ‘You can always do the same and control these weaklings to defeat me.’ “I’m afraid I don’t know how to do that, but I can do this instead.” Dorin’s eyes widened. Mordecai braced himself as a small sonic boom emerged from where Dorin stood and spread out around him, knocking out the air from the lungs of the people Mordecai manipulated. They fell unconscious to the ground.

From behind his back, he pulled out a sharp utility knife he had prepared before coming home and decided to personally destroy Nova, the demon who had killed me. "You don't get to replace Tina after killing her. You're not worthy." Right after saying that, he lunged forward and ruthlessly slashed the knife across Nova's neck. "Crack!" The knife sliced through her throat, exposing a chaotic mess of multicolored wires. Electricity crackled loudly, and the sweet smile on her face froze. She tried to speak, but the sounds she could make were only distorted glitch noises. Moments later, her body collapsed heavily onto the floor, and the light in her eyes went dark. She never moved again.

If not for werewolves’ enhanced hearing, I may not have heard him. “’Oh shit’ is right” Bree tells him as Detective Doug then kneels down across the body from where Scott it. “Is that…?” he asks as he looks back up at Scott and then at me. And then back and Scott. And then back at me as though he’s playing an invisible type of ping pong that will somehow result in us telling him that the human’s wounds cannot possibly be from a vampire.

- she exclaimed. - Take it from me, you don't want to, if you accumulate cardboard in this building the cockroaches will quickly find you, I don't know if you've seen before, but the window of your living room leads directly to the building's garbage dump, any little thing the cockroaches appear, that's the disadvantage of living in a modern big city with some old buildings. - Cockroaches are no problem for me, I kill them with my shoe," he retorted.

She launched herself at the enemies, a whirlwind of violence, buying her father time. Jackson slammed the crowbar against the reinforced glass. Crack. Again. CRACK. The cyborgs realized what he was doing. They turned away from Mia, swarming towards the tower. Their programming screamed: PROTECT THE CORE. "Faster, Dad!" Mia was getting overwhelmed. Jackson dropped the crowbar. He punched the spiderwebbed glass with his gloved fist. Once. Twice. SHATTER! Liquid flooded the floor. Jackson reached in and ripped the cables from the young man's skull.

Mom says, placing a hand on my arms and squeezing it gently. I realize my head is bowed the whole time. My eyes fixed on the brown tiled floor. "No, you weren't. There was a nightcrawler watching you from a distance. But he wouldn't get too close," His words easily made my body stiffen. "We don't know why, but we were sure he wanted to hurt you," dad added. "I fought and managed to kill it before it could hurt you. Dana had you in her arms, and then..." "We took you home," Mom finished dad's words for him.

Mark snapped out of his trance when he saw 2Pac approaching him. 2Pac glided through the flames, and it seemed like he was walking in slow motion. The metal man’s eyes still shined brightly, like high beams on a Ferrari. Mark’s skin became chilled when he saw how 2Pac didn’t have a scratch on his gleaming, armored body. The fire didn’t affect 2Pac’s shirtless metal physique. The blast didn’t even affect the light diodes in his high-resolution eyes. This was not good since the explosion compromised the integrity of Mark’s exoskeleton suit.