Shredder Mutated Novels & Stories

He threw anything he could get his hands on at the wall, smashing and kicking the furniture. He could not understand the source of the anger he felt. He knew Lesley was innocent, but he couldn't help but incriminate her. She is Maridona's clone and baby, the woman who tortured him. She is Shane's product, the woman who experimented on him. She is Victor's weapon, the man who destroyed his life and caused his family's suffering. She is a goddamn Nobles, the family he swore to erase from this planet! And most of all, she carries the Noble Blood that caused his mutation.

I turned to look at the Shredder. But I didn't see a wall of light. Inside the Shredder, I saw a **Face**. It was a human face. A man with tired eyes, sitting in a dark room in the year 2026. He was looking at a screen, his finger hovering over the "Delete" key. He looked like me. He looked like Rowan. He looked like the Developer. He was the **Reader**. "Stop," I whispered, reaching out a hand made of static. "Don't delete us. We're real."

Sora felt the heat in his marrow receding, replaced by a bone deep fatigue that made his vision swim. Vardan dropped Dante onto the floor like a pile of unwanted rags. The old man crawled toward the edge of the shattered window, his charcoal suit ruined by the wind and the spray of the black rain. Dante looked out at the dead city, his eyes searching for a pulse of blue light that would never return. "You have no idea what you have done," Dante wheezed. His voice was thin, stripped of its authority. "Without the network, the mutation in the Shifter clans will accelerate. You have doomed them all to madness."

Ellis explained. "It is intelligent and deadly," he added. Ashley scrutinized each section of the screen intently. "Look at this portion, Nate," Ashley instructed. "That is why our blocker is only slowing it down, rather than halting it, because of that thicker protein shell," she explained. "We need to attack it from another angle." Nathan observed her working on finding solutions to the challenges posed by the mutated virus, and shook his head. "You impress me every time," he exclaimed. "You went through a security scare, plus an entire long night, yet here you sit figuring this out! But please eat something first, our baby needs nourishment too."

And then I had been sent to the sanitarium. That night, after I had been violated, the bleeding wouldn't stop. I thought it was from tearing, but it turned out that I once had a child with Noah. I broke into wild, hysterical laughter. "Noah, you murderer! It was you! You killed our child!" His eyes went red, his face blank with shock. "Sadie, what are you talking about?" I yanked out the IV needle, staggered barefoot off the bed, and hurled anything I could grab at him. The doctor shouted for help, "Orderlies! Restrain her!"

***Flashback*** When Kirou saw the Murloc shaman, the women didn't know if it reminded him of Rodrick but they knew it bore the full brunt of Kirou's rage. Kirou and his two clones immediately disappeared from wherever they were and when they reappeared, they had the shaman surrounded. Before the shaman could even cast the water armor on itself, a bunch of wires wrapped themselves around its body. Following that, all three Kirou's retreated in different directions, pulling on the wires which caused the shaman to be stuck in a situation where it was being pulled in three directions. Before the remaining Murlocs could move over to save it, they were greeted by the gruesome sight of the shaman

He then ripped my shirt, making buttons fly in every direction. His hands now roamed my almost naked body pausing to press my breasts and I cried harder. "You are mine now, and you'll forever be mine. I will ruin you to the extent that even your own mate wouldn't want you. You will bear my pups and be mine." Before he could move further than my breasts after the declaration, the locked door came crashing in from the force of it being broken. Our heads whipped to the place where the door uses to be and we both shivered, Jace in fear and I in both fear and dread of what was about to go down. Scar came in stealthily with a guard behind him, looking savage and deadly. It was that point I realize

The leather collar around his throat and the platinum chain beneath it felt like the only anchors left in the storm. Damian stood at the foot of the bed, eyes flickering between their usual dark intensity and the red glow of the entity. The fusion was worsening. The ShadowMaster fragment had merged with the lingering mutation from the Cradle, creating something new—something alive inside him. Tentacles of shadow writhed beneath his skin, pushing against the surface, threatening to burst free. His cock was thicker, ridged, glowing faintly at the head, leaking glowing pre-cum that sizzled where it hit the floor.

The basement of Hostel B was no longer a room; it was a storm of violet and silver static. The smell of ozone was so thick it tasted like copper on my tongue. I looked at Julian, his forehead pressed against my violet shield, his face contorted in a silent scream as the "neuro-shredder" in his brain tried to delete me in real-time. "Julian, look at me!" I screamed over the roar of the console. "I’m not going to shut it down, and I’m not going to let you fade! We’re going to multiplex the signal!"

In their right paws, they carried long, heavy steel shears designed to cut the physical threads of a sovereign alignment. ​"The line must be straight, Princess," the lead Proofer stated, its voice printing onto her mind like a heavy lead sheet that threatened to crush her lungs. "The Aurelian core is out of alignment with the base file. The mutation must be sheared." ​"Then let's see how you handle a deletion," Elara growled. ​Before the Proofers could close the distance, she didn't strike at their silver armor. She turned her focus down through the dark glass floor, forcing her pitch-black vision to penetrate the layers of the mountain below.