My Chemical Romance Conventional Weapons 소설 & 이야기

Intact anything killable can kill them, the only benefit was to keep a warrior energised for a whole day, it can prove useful in many ways especially when in a similar strength fight, when the opponent grew weak, the warrior can then take him out with a blow. His third invention was a packaged chemical that can neutralise guns and bombs and render them useless within the area of the chemical availability, meaning that as long as Edward is carrying that chemical, a gun or bomb if fall where he was will lose the power to detonate and just die lie an expired bulb.

He told me to be careful because of the war and the never ending battles. Was that a goodbye from him? Did he know he won’t succeed in fighting against werewolves? Is that why he was sad that he couldn’t get those weapons? But… even though humans have the special energy weapons at their disposal, getting rid of those elite wolves would be a pain in the neck and they may not stand the longest chance against them. Mason is not safe… My mate is… I jump back as my Uncle throws mercury explosives at me as he takes the opportunity to escape as the silver arrow comes raining down.

’ Onyx asked at the same time as I found the secret panel to a room, radiating every hue of electric blue. The wall, or rather secret door gave way to a small store room where every coveted weapon was stashed in bulk in glass safes with laser beams protecting each gun, bomb, grenade, or any other weapon that you could name. They were all there. Including the ones used at the Alpha Convention ! ‘Did Nox and Bolt make these ?’ Onyx asked in awe. ‘Looks like it,’ I whispered back, equally shocked but secretly pleased to have such a brilliant mate ! ‘He must be a billionaire then !’ Onyx exclaimed as we marveled at the beauties of destruction.

Ron looked at me, silent for a moment, before finally asking, "Is it illegal?" I shrugged. "I made a new weapon. It looks like a gun, but it shoots a sedative. For wolves, it's deadly—they'll die on the spot…" "Ariel." Ron shouted, immediately rushing to close the door to the medical room. Once he ensured no one could hear us, he whispered, "Can't you stop breaking the rules? You almost died this time. Haven't you learned your lesson?" "I'm still alive, right?" I smiled as Ron flicked my forehead.

Vincent wants to eliminate all his rivals, and he found the perfect biological weapon to do it. "Vincent isn't going to sell the formula for money," I conclude, speaking the terrible reality aloud. "He is going to weaponize it to chemically castrate rival Alphas and enslave the city's submissives."

We leave the mothers to finish dividing the weapons amongst themselves. When we reach the square I find Annie and Ri'elle opening box after box of vials. "What are these?" I ask. "Oh, hey, good you're back. These blue ones are healing potion for poison, the green ones heal any wounds short of losing a limb, and the red ones are weapons. The only issue with the weapons is that Ri'elle and the witches color coded by help vs hurt... we won't know what the weapon does until we use it. Some cause poison like the one used on me, others cause welts to grow all over the body, or they cause any number of other ailments. All we will know going in is that they will cause harm." Annie tells me.

With everything happening so quickly, my fingers were trembling uncontrollably. “Here,” I finally said, presenting it to Kieran. He’d followed behind and swiftly took it from me, starting to inspect the contents immediately. The whole time, I silently watched as he worked, subconsciously pulling the blanket around me more for comfort. Wishing more than anything that this really would be ordinary medication. Though it was rarely ever that simple. “These… these are suppressors,” Kieran said in shock, slowly looking up at me. “They were designed and used in chemical warfare. Illegal now, of course.”

The man grunts, “Yes, it is. He still plans to take down Alpha Edward, but this time he is taking his ace in the hole, as he calls it. I’m not comfortable with it, and I’m not the only one. None of us agreed to put our pack members in so much danger. The bombs were bad, but most of our members could get out before the bombs went off. We didn’t have many hurt by them, but this is different. He plans on using chemicals.” The line goes silent for a moment before he adds, “I’m not willing to send my warriors into a situation like that. We know what the outcome will be. No one has a cure for it, which is why no one wants to use it. Both sides will end up with huge losses.”

Ben Carter stared in horror at the horde rushing towards them like zombies outside the window. “Jack!” Aria suddenly screamed, “Right! Three o’clock! High energy! It’s the Council’s ‘puppet’!” A group of men in black, blending into the National Guard, ignored the chaotic gangsters, moving with ghostly speed, raising a specially made weapon that gleamed with silver light! “It’s ‘Aconite’ poison gas and ‘Silver Core’ armor-piercing rounds!” Jack instantly recognized the weapons; they were specifically designed for hunting werewolves!

A hiss of chilled air escaped, carrying the sharp tang of cold metal, chemical preservatives… and something wrong. “That smell’s not just storage,” Rio muttered. “That’s lab-grade.” His flashlight swept across rows of matte black cases, stacked with eerie precision. No barcodes. No stamps. No graffiti. Just silent, perfect order. Theo unlatched one, revealing glass vials capped in chrome, filled with faint blue luminescence. “This isn’t electronics,” Theo said, his voice low. “This is biochemical. Weaponized. And new.” “No serials,” Kade noted. “These weren’t stolen they were never registered.”