Sci Fi Super Soldiers Novels & Stories

They perverted a bond for the sake of being on top. "We spent years in our prisons. Other governments had spies that leaked the plans. And so we were used. Until our children threw off their yokes, with the help of our peoples." "And the rest is the Fall." Rhys settled back. "So, the super soldiers…" "Some died in the fighting. They are hard to kill, but not impossible. Others turned on us. And even more took their lives. Roderick and Tierney had led the resistance against the humans. Found all the different compounds that housed Queens, and destroyed them. Your parents are the reason the Queens still live, Maddie, and it's a reason to be proud of them. Not angry."

"What is it?" ADA's response was immediate. "It appears that Project Elysium is just one part of a larger initiative. The organization plans to use the technology to create an army of mind-controlled super-soldiers. And they're planning to use Andrea as the prototype." The room fell silent as the team digested the information. David's eyes locked onto Andrea's, his expression determined. "We'll never let that happen," he said. "We'll protect you, no matter what." Dr. Kim's eyes narrowed. "We need to know more about this plan. ADA, can you dig deeper?"

But before relief could settle, slow clapping echoed through the facility. "How touching," a cold voice said. "The power of love and friendship. But you're too late." A figure stepped from the shadows. Older man, military bearing, medals on his uniform. "While you've been playing hero, I've been activating every Crimson Dawn cell across the world," he continued. "In one hour, fifty facilities will release genetically modified hybrid soldiers. Creatures with supernatural power but human obedience. The supernatural age ends tonight. The hybrid age begins." He stepped fully into the light, and I gasped.

"Arthur isn't working alone anymore. 'The Order' isn't just a club. It’s a private army of enhanced soldiers. Men he has injected with the unstable serum. They feel no pain. They have no fear." "So we are fighting an army of super-soldiers led by an immortal madman?" Alex, who was listening from the stairs, asked coolly. "Basically," Margaret smiled sadly. "Great," Alex adjusted his glasses. "I'm going to need a bigger server." Jackson stood up. He walked to the window, looking out at the perimeter guards. "He thinks he has super-soldiers?" Jackson smirked, but his eyes were deadly. "I have money. I have technology. And I have something he doesn't have."

"The one planning to mass-produce supernatural abilities." "Planning? My dear, we're already in clinical trials." He smiled, and it was the smile of someone who believed himself untouchable. "The first batch of enhanced soldiers is performing beautifully. Werewolf healing factor, vampire strength, witch magical resistance. All the advantages, none of the weaknesses." "You can't create supernatural abilities in humans. We're born with them." "Wrong. We can replicate them. All it takes is the right genetic material, proper processing, and subjects willing to transform." He stood, walking to a window overlooking Seattle. "In five years, supernatural beings will be obsolete. Humanity will have e

The man started, "Ever since then the remaining three executives had been living in the house of their leader..." "Their forte is heavily guarded and not even a fly would escape from the eyes of the guards..." "It's also rumored that they have some super soldiers which can contend evenly with werewolves." The man concluded. But I could feel a slight fear in his voice when he mentioned those genetically modified soldiers. Suddenly my eyes flashed with a strange light as I remembered something. I had to settle some scores with some humans or else my pack would continue to be in danger.

Even as I go through all of the other links, there is nothing remotely like a medical facility, especially not one that any sane wolf would send their pups to. So I do a search for WSNI-001A. At first, nothing seems to be coming up, but then I click on the images tab. There are pictures of some strange tag or street graffiti in a bunch of major cities like Chicago, San Francisco, and New York. I click on the option for the pictures to take me to the original sites where the pictures were posted, and find an interesting combination of art gallery showings and conspiracy theorists. "THE GOVERNMENT IS CREATING SUPER SOLDIERS," one article claimed another said, "THE UNITED WERE FEDERATION SECRE

"P-please, you don't understand what you're interrupting!" I shot him in the kneecap. "Enlighten me." His scream echoed off the walls. "She's the breakthrough! A perfect hybrid - your genetics enhanced with rapid cellular regeneration. Julian's final gift to the world!" Nolan stepped forward, his face pale. "You're creating immortal soldiers." The scientist grinned through the pain. "Just the first." I raised my pistol. Then the wall exploded. Jeff came through the debris, limping but alive. "We've got company! PMC reinforcements inbound!"

There’s no way this is really happening right he can’t possibly tell me that not only is it possible for people to have mental abilities like telekinesis, and telepathy. But that I could be a direct descendant of a slave race of demi gods. Also, now I was mated and cosmically connected to one of the alien gods who was born from the race that created my ancestors and the entire human race. This was way too much to take in while recapping a night after situation, talk about information over load

Raising his left arm backwards, Lucas hoisted the shield before thrusting his arm forward and sending the disc-shaped alienated metal cruising sharply through the air while emitting a scarlet sparkling effect before it sliced through the area between the panel lock and flew outside. Then, contracting his right arm into an almost ninety-degrees at the crook, the shield came hurtling back and stuck like glue onto his arm. There were electric noises coming from the panel and the main exit unhinged then rolled open. The super conducting electromagnetic enhanced shield. Clever. Sally responded monotonously. “We are getting out of here,” Lucas said to her. I guess there's no stopping you now.