Once Human Base Blueprints Novels & Stories

“The Foundation doesn’t contain experiments.” “It contains records.” Daniel frowned. “What kind of records?” “The originals.” Sophia whispered. “Every patient.” “Every donor.” “Every child.” “Every family that ever came to Genesis asking for help.” Elena looked confused. “That’s what the Board wants?” “No.” Isabella replied quietly. “They already have copies.” She turned the monitor toward everyone. “The Foundation also contains something else.” A blueprint appeared on the screen. At its center… A circular vault surrounded by six blast doors.

"What kind of evolution could they possibly undergo again?" He looked genuinely troubled. "That would be a dead end for humanity." Ivy's gaze remained fixed on the construction site. "That's why we can't afford to wait until it happens before making preparations." Her voice became increasingly serious. "Major bases may have originally planned to restart factories, restore production lines, manufacture weapons, and gradually rebuild civilization. But if the monsters evolve again, all those plans could become nothing more than empty dreams." Darren swallowed hard. He knew Ivy wasn't someone who spoke without thinking.

“Don’t be shy, my good man; show us what I’m assuming are the plans from Michael. That would be the only explanation for the Omega you ordered to come fetch me urgently.” Hector considered him for a few beats, and then with no visible cue, he began to unscrew the cap off the tube, setting it aside and pulling out a piece of paper. Rolled up, it was white, but as Hector spread the plans out over his desk, the part over which the drawings were done was a vivid blue colour. I had never thought that ‘blueprints’ were actually blue, and so for the next few seconds this realisation blocked out every other one until I realised with a sinking feeling that I did not understand anything I was looking

With a calm expression on her face, she smiled at him and shut the door behind her before softly saying, "Good morning," "Morning," Rome casually uttered as he watched her walk over to a chair and then take a seat. "I'm here like you asked. So what did you want to talk about?" "Henry and the others have been working on this, and they finally arrive in my office this morning." "What are they?" "I wanted them to get done with them first before informing you. Well, they are several blueprints for the building idea of NewWorld inc. new branch." "Blueprints?" Seeing the mixture of confusion and stress on Amara's face, Rome hesitated for a moment, trying to figure out what her expression meant.

I flip the switch and the net of rooms comes alive. I can hear her gasp and wow at what she sees, and I can't blame her; this hidden gem, was built to support a nuclear war, or a werewolf war, which would be similar. Everything looks the same and smells the same; a connection of rooms and halls that replicate the ones at the manor, and the view of the windows are covered with curtains, as there is nothing but dirt outside.

She heard the leaves rustling again and the sound of paws hitting the soft earth as the boys continued their patrol. She shook her head as she unlocked her cabin and carried her bags inside, dumping them on the chair by the door. She didn't have time to unpack the dress before dinner, so she grabbed a jacket from the coat rack and headed back out the door. The drive to the packhouse was short but took her past where most of the other pack members lived. The houses were cabins like hers, but most were more extensive, centred around a kid's play area in the middle. Most kids couldn't shift until puberty, but building strength and coordination were crucial for growing up. Kids that missed out o

Our senses make it easy to tell when someone is lying - or to tell when they're feeling any strong emotion. That makes us pretty good at earning money in the business world. Most packs have developed a fortune over the years, so nowadays we don't actually have to work. "We usually just focus on pack activities." What about when a werewolf and human mate? Can they have children?" "They can." Dylan is giving me a searching look, and I feel myself blushing. "So what would they be? Human or werewolf?" There's an equal chance of either, just like the chances of it being a girl or boy.

“A thousand or more I’d say. Only the Alpha knows for sure. At the base of our mountain is a significantly larger human city.” “And it’s all shifters?” Sapphire asked. “Yup. The majority are wolves of course, but Force doesn’t discriminate, and we have a variety of shifter types that live there now, and work at the base there. It’s one of five bases now worldwide. Since San Marco is base 1, the start of it all, it’s the largest. There’s a significant mole population too.” “Moles? Like mole shifters?” Sapphire asked. “Exactly.”

"What are these Robots?" Liana opened her computer and retrieved the blueprints from her own cloud server. Edward frowned in confusion as he saw those blueprints. "Yes, it's a type of human simulation robot. I used these blueprints to create the design for the artificial limb." Liana nodded slightly. "It looks so real, and if created, I bet it wouldn't seem any different from a real human being." Sam murmured in awe. "I've seen these blueprints before." Gabbe said in a strangely smug tone.

As one of my last acts as Alpha, I needed to make a decision I never thought I would ever be able to make in a million years. While we may have won the war, we were nowhere close to putting it behind us. In order to move on, we needed to rebuild. However, the destruction from the war cost more than physical buildings. Due to the war, we were practically bled dry of all resources. Our city has always been able to thrive on its own. But last year, the Nightshade pack targeted our main sources of income. The mines, farms, and power resources. They flooded our mines, killing thousands in the process. They bombed our farmlands, eliminating our food supply. They also sabotaged our power centres– f