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Aster stifles a laugh. There was a long awkward pause before the girl huffs, muttering, "I can't believe this..." before walking away. ╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯ Meanwhile, their class has been dismissed. People began to crowd Aster as she seems to have spaced out. The thing is, When Aster hyperfocuses her senses to listen in to a conversation, the further it is, the more attention it requires. And so, right now, Aster's body is basically an empty shell.

It was the perfect algorithm. Baraka Juma lay paralyzed in the dirt, the violet sparks in his blood completely extinguished. His cardiovascular system was screaming, his muscle fibers completely shredded by the unmitigated, chaotic bio-electric purge he had just unleashed. He could barely keep his eyes open, let alone lift a finger. Genesis glided forward, its metallic feet leaving no impressions in the dust. It extended a sleek, shifting arm toward Patient Zero, its fingers elongating into razor-sharp, hyper-dense blades.

Bag after bag of plasma was pumped into my veins. One raw, guttural scream tore out of me, and then the sound of a baby crying filled the room. On my phone, the screen was still frozen on one last image. Jasper and Fiona were locked in a kiss beneath the Aurelian Tower. I held my crying son and let the tears fall without stopping.

With a swift movement, I peeled off the carbon fiber mask, taking a deep, ragged breath of the bunker's familiar, ozone-scented air. "Fifty million dollars in military-grade tech, completely stripped from Thorne's primary logistics line," Zero said, stepping out from the halo of his server monitors. A slow, rare smirk touched his lips, though his dark eyes remained intensely focused on me. "The underground boards are melting down, Vesper. Everyone is scrambling to figure out who just cut Malakai Thorne's throat in his own harbor."

My consciousness faded to black. My body leaped in a heap as sparks flew from my arm through the rest of my body, erasing the pain from my limbs and torso. I gratefully panted, surprised I was still living. What just happened? As my body heaved breaths I never knew I'd be able to take again, movement to the left caught my eye. Squinting to see in the moonlight, the movement swirled around, making me dizzy. What is going on? As if on cue, the shadows came out from the trees and into a patch of moonlight. The glistening black fur of Nathan's wolf and the ghastly sight of a raging vampire rolling and fighting in a heap made me realize what was going on again.

She did a couple of breathing exercises until her heart stopped beating very hard against her chest. Vee looked into the mirror and saw that her face was flushed. She didn't mean to react to Brian's nakedness. She had only seen a few men naked, two men to be exact, her exes. But they weren't as hot as the greek god she just saw. She had no idea he had arrived or would even be naked in his room.

She emptied the bottle into her mouth and swallow slowly and carefully. She dropped the bottle on the floor. She was a distance away but Raymond recognized the bottle. It was filled with the cure he made when the elite school was zombified. Grace moved wildly and continued moving towards them uncontrollably. She turned her neck and her bones creaked loudly. "Stop right there!" the third guy commanded. He was definitely frightened as he seemed not to understand what was happening. "No!" Raymond screamed as the third guy shot in her direction. Grace weaved her body aside and the bullet flew off. The guys were definitely stunned but not as Raymond. Grace continued closing in on them.

Zero suddenly declares before I know it,his gun is pointed at Tony's forehead. I turn my head towards him,shocked. " I don't know what's your plan but it's not gonna work. I don't care how many people you have killed or what kind of a criminal you are. This girl will not be hurt,no matter what." Zero warns Tony, his finger on the trigger. He turns around and fires a shot towards Chloe.He then jumps inside the tub and catches Chloe's falling body. " Now,do what you do best. Get that asshole." Zero turns to me and winks. He then jumps out of the tub and lays Chloe on the floor.

A ripple crawled across the floor like liquid glass, bouncing from one reflective shard to another. Ramirez’s voice fell to a whisper. “It’s moving…” The containment glass shattered inward with a shriek like tearing metal. Shards hung suspended for a breathless instant before clattering down in a storm of razor edges. Subject Zero unfolded from the wreckage, its body a grotesque shimmer between liquid and flesh. Limbs elongated in unnatural geometry, joints bending where no joint should exist. Its face — or something wearing the suggestion of one — tilted toward them, mirrored eyes glinting with a terrible intelligence.

I could only stare, numb, waiting for the end. A blur of motion. A sickening crunch. Zero stood over the dissolving corpse of the creature, his fist smoking. He hadn’t even looked at it. His actions were pure, lethal instinct. He wiped the black ooze from his hand, his cold gaze scanning for the next threat. His eyes passed over me without a flicker of recognition. And in that moment, a spark ignited in the hollow void inside me. It wasn’t power. It wasn’t the bond. It was rage.