Sonic Metal Virus Bad Ending Novels & Stories

Metal screaming apart. And then… nothing. THE END

I will have to find a way to get out of the warehouse along with John, leaving Adriano and his men inside. "Tomorrow I will make you suffer. This is the 'beginning of the end' for you Adriano." I inhaled. ~~ end of flashback. The downpour stopped, leaving me and John completely drenched in rain. I cannot believe that we are still alive. We both dragged ourselves as far as possible, from the warehouse, towards the main huge iron door, because walking was impossible with broken bones of the feet and then I took a deep breath and finally removed the necklace from around my neck.

His eyes glinted with promise as he turned and left the room. Rica stood there, shocked, her body still reeling from the intensity of the kiss. She watched as Virus disappeared into the crowd, leaving Rica to wonder what had just happened. "What the fuck was that?” *** Venom trudged into the bathroom, his mind still reeling from the events of the night. He couldn't believe Victor Conti had taken his own life right in front of him. The shock and disbelief still lingered, making his body feel heavy and unresponsive. He needed to feel something.

Stopped Queen Maeve. We'd won. Then General Hawthorne appeared, running toward us with armed soldiers behind him. One look at his face told me our victory was temporary. "What's wrong?" Thelma asked. "Crimson Dawn isn't finished," Hawthorne said grimly. "While you were gone, James Mitchell launched his endgame. He's released a genetic virus into the atmosphere." My stomach dropped. "Another hybrid virus?" "Worse." Hawthorne pulled out a tablet, showing us a video message.

"What virus?" "My mother... she didn't just faked her death," Bianca said, her words coming in short, sharp fragments. "She... she wrote a kill-code into the Vane DNA. A Trojan horse. The AI... it think it's winning. But it just invited the end into its core." The monitors around the room began to flicker. The gold threads of the neural map started to turn black, charring from the inside out. The AI’s voice became a garbled, distorted mess of screams and static.

My metabolism slammed on the brakes, and the agitated microbes settled back into a deep, quiet slumber. The truth of the game was simple. The virus wasn't spread by a bite. It was activated by sound. The party upstairs raged on, my family lost in the thrill of the slaughter. They had no idea that every gunshot, every scream, every beat of the music was waking up the plague inside them. And my "stupid" choice, the one they mocked and isolated me for, was the only thing keeping me alive. "Another round!" Chloe yelled on the channel. "Crank the music to max! Let these zombies feel the power of rock!"

The high-grade Miller Global alloy was melting into a viscous sludge that smelled of ozone, burnt hair, and ancient rot. ​"I’ve got him, but the Void is hungry, Maya. It wants to swallow the infection and him along with it," Ren whispered. He didn't use physical strength. He draped a heavy veil of violet shadow over Leo’s torso, using the metaphysical weight of the Nothingness to pin his brother down. "Maya, be careful. The frequency is jumping. It’s not just a virus; it’s a broadcast. I can hear it. It’s a song made of teeth."

* My stomach dropped—the Syndicate was erasing the broadcast, undoing our victory. Plot twist two: the microchip wasn’t just a turret override—it held a virus, my father’s final weapon, designed to corrupt the Syndicate’s systems if the broadcast failed. I plugged it back in, my fingers trembling, Orion’s pattern in my mind, and the screens surged, the virus spreading, shutting down Syndicate servers worldwide. But the vault shook harder, a new rumble rising—not the cave, but a Syndicate failsafe, explosives rigged to destroy the evidence.

"Due to the high blackened status of the Monarch in the past life, it also accelerated the speed of the world's collapse, that's why we need to turn it into zero!" I think that's much harder than the main task. I keep on talking to the system as I acted normal in front of the people around me. I lean against the corner of this luxurious bathtub. "What's his current status?" And then it gave me a whole update "Target lead's blackened status: 95% Target lead's affection status: 0% Task's completion status: 0% World's chance of collapsing: 60%" That almost freaks me out. What kind of statuses are those? Can I even change them back to zero? I secretly rolled my eyes

Damien raised his hands slowly, eyes on the flickering screens. “You know,” he said, lips curving into a grin, “you’ve got the wrong person.” The man frowned. “What?” Damien’s grin widened. “She’s the dangerous one.” Records Chamber – Moments Later Margot’s voice warbled through static as Ava’s virus consumed the system. “You’re erasing decades of power. Do you even understand what you’re doing?” Serena blinked back tears. “I’m giving us back our future.” She pressed the final command.