Raccoon City Incident Mga Nobela at Kwento

This horrifying incident caused by Vampires is also the end of the peace treaty, humanity cannot tolerate and let this riot take place to damage their race. After that night, Phoebe used to sneak in while the children were playing and watch the news, she expected the best news but unfortunately didn't have the good news she expected. This riot took place in the very nearby city, where Phoebe and the children had not been affected much, but Phoebe was afraid that one day this riot would engulf all humans.

Lucas had once thought that Maren was not from Anchorage Base City. Mia was a Rank 1 Evolved One with Grade A Genes. "Mr. York, may I know where your strength lies now?" "Mr. York, may I know whether these zombies are your underlings?" The media started going crazy as they bombarded Lucas with questions. Lucas beamed at Leo. "Have them all leave here." Leo immediately gave them orders and had the media leave the scene along with the affluent families of Anchorage Base City. "Mr. York, it's all thanks to you. If it weren’t for you, who knows what would have happened to Anchorage Base City," Leo said politely to Lucas.

What could possibly have gone wrong now? I remembered the rogue wolf incident and grunted. When we had all thought he had been incinerated with the rest of the Blood Moon pack, only to see cause rage on the entire City all in the name of revenge. It was no surprise something else was emerging again and I fought the urge to connect it with the prophecy of doom hovering over the whole city.

Xavier asked, staring at me. “I know he was once your best alibi, but you saw how he loathed you; he wanted to kill you,” I replied back, silence lingering in the air. “What plan do you have?” Elder Marcus asked, coughing slightly. “I do not know yet, but one thing I'm certain about is that Ethan and his men have gone rogue.” “What do you mean?” “Before I received Selene's message, New York City was already turned into chaos. Rogue wolves were already attacking the city. Ruby and Caleb here are witnesses to the gruesome event.” I explained, my heart aching so badly as I spoke to them.

was actually Horizon Global's plot in East City. This news came suddenly but spread rapidly, like wildfire.

As soon as Pennelope lowered her hands, the protective barrier vanished and the rogues lunged at us. Heeding my directives, the race was on. Heavy thuds of paws chased us on the blacktop road. We pranced in between the long line of cars. Benji managed to back kick one of the crashed cars that laid sideways. It grated on the road and directly hit three of the rogues behind us. That did not stop them. Billboards flashed to the day breaking news in an automated robotic male voice: “This is a red code alert from the Royal Beta. We are having a rogue attack. Please clear the streets and your homes. You must head to the bunkers immediately.”

Jwealin spies had caused many incidents at the start of the apocalypse in Riverside, causing many deaths and creating a lot of trouble for the military. At that time, Victor was hiding in a dark corner of Riverside and didn't experience it firsthand, so the memory wasn't vivid. But now he remembered.

The fragile truce held for as long as it took the medic to slap a field dressing over Sabatine’s soaked bandage and pronounce him stable enough to be moved. The gallery was now a cordoned-off disaster zone, crawling with forensic specialists and higher-ranking officials whose expressions grew graver by the minute. The story of a contained corporate incident was irrevocably shattered; they now had a dead suspect, a live accomplice, a stolen WMD-level prototype, a possible war criminal, and an international billionaire at the center of it all.

She could not believe her eyes. In the investigation, there were photos of giant werewolves attacking police officers, and this made her heart race. She took her phone, ready to call Rick and warn him that he was not alone, when one of the Pictures she was looking at made her lose her phone. The photo was identified as the head of the cartel, and the image that appeared there was none other than Rick’s. All her conversations bounced off her mind—importer of substances. Werewolves even adding her to cocaine fits.

The city was waking up to what Evelyn and the others had known for months: The wolves weren’t stories. They were real. And they were here. Captain Reyes stood at the center of the briefing room, a tension in his jaw that hadn’t been there before. Behind him, a map of the city glowed red in all the wrong places, points of attack, sightings, unexplained mutilations. The whole department was there, standing shoulder to shoulder. Just quiet. “This isn’t a joke,” Reyes said. “This isn’t some cult. Or gang. Something is moving in this city and it wants to tear everything apart.”