Super Evil Genius Corp Novels & Stories

"An extraterrestrial mutagen. Like a CRISPR sequence, but... planetary." "Exactly," Malik nodded at her, impressed. "The dust tried to rewrite our genome. It tried to push us to the next stage of evolution. But human DNA is stubborn. It is protected by millions of years of immune defense." He lowered his hand, the gravity well dissipating. "For most people, the body fought back. The immune system identified the cosmic code as a virus and purged it. They got sick for a few days—a flu, a fever—and then they went back to normal. They rejected the gift. They remained human. We call them The Superless."

Their elite shock troops were reduced to a writhing, incapacitated mob in seconds. Amidst the chaos, Jack found a chilling connection. The specific energy signature of the psychic dampeners, the way they interacted with lycanthrope neurology, was eerily similar to fragments of data he had seen in his parents' last, cryptic message. It mentioned a rogue military project, codenamed 'Cerberus,' designed to control and weaponize supernatural beings. The Iron Claw weren't just using Council technology; they were using a perverted, weaponized version of his own family's research.

The principal said. "Who's he?" "Owner of Exxand. The largest communications company. Reportedly, he built his own company to the size it is today. His IT skills are no joke." The headmaster told me excitedly. "Where are they? Where is the kidnapper? How dare he take my son!" I screamed. It doesn't matter if it has to be public consumption. The important thing is my son is back safe and happy. "Patience Mrs., sorry, I mean miss. But judging by the video, Adam is fine. There's nothing for you to worry about."

A stylized Serpent. "Genesis Corp," Jackson whispered. "They rebranded. The Architects are back." "And they are selling a diluted version of the Element to the public," Margaret’s voice trembled as she analyzed the data on her tablet. "They are going to infect the global population. They are building an army of addicts." "We can't hide anymore," Mia slammed her hand on the table. "We have trained for ten years. We are ready." "We are not ready," Serenity argued, looking at Nova. "Nova is only ten. She can't control her full power."

“Are you sure about this boss?” Stacy asked as she put the SUV into park. “I don't see what choice I have Stacy, besides, I own the damned place.” Dominic replied as he exited the vehicle and looked up at the thirty two floor building in front of him, the logo above the door of the complex was a silhouette of a howling wolf with two crossed assault rifles, this building and the company that it belonged to was Predtech, a high tech private security company made up of preternatural creatures, specialising in advanced non lethal weaponry and bio science, and yes it's Dominic's company, a fortune 5oo scientific research division that was founded long before the day of enlightenment but not publi

replies the AI, “I was built under the auspices of SynerGen Corporation by a team of programmers consisting of Dr. Rudiger Dorn, Dr. Uli Roth, Dr. Jaeyung—“ Orchidid gestures with his free hand. “That’s enough, Seraph. We don’t need the full list.” She fixes the weight of the baby in her arms, then turns to me and raises an eyebrow. “SynerGen?” I say quietly. “Did SynerGen make this thing?” Orchidid agrees. "Yes. And it gets even better. Or worse, depending on how you look at it. Seraph, why don't you go ahead and inform Orchid about what you do." “With pleasure,” the AI responds in a mechanical voice that doesn't seem capable of pleasure.

Who understood concepts he shouldn't be able to grasp. Three genius children that the Corporation would pay a fortune for. Genius children's brains were worth billions in medical technology applications. The neural pathways. The accelerated development. The potential for breakthrough research. The Corporation had been searching for suitable candidates for years. Children with the right genetic markers. The right cognitive development. The right age. And Teresa had delivered three of them but she just didn't know their value yet. I opened the contract proposal on my screen. Twenty million dollars. That was the bonus I would receive for successfully delivering all three children to the Corpora

he answered, leaning forward to stare at me curiously. “So there’s this Alien-Scientist who was the assistant to the chief in charge of the laboratory, they had a project called—SUPER-SOLDIER Project- Using that Alien tissue you brought from the Proxima Centauri B, extracting their genome and editing them to create a powerful formula that will turn an ordinary human into superhero, with abilities to teleport and disappear as well as to self-repair. Unfortunately, after many trial-and-errors, it became obvious that the formula was only compatible with the person, whose specific, rare blood. The blood that is immune to HIV” Judging by his face, I could see that he knew what was next, since he

Michael says excitedly. "Uhnmm I'm not sure if I'm going there, kind of got into other schools too." I say. "Yeah? Which one?" Micheal asks. "Yale, Princeton and NYU." I say. "Sofi that's huge, congratulations." Micheal says hugging me. "Thank you." "You really are smart smart." Micheal adds and I playfully hit his leg with my foot from under the table. People usually assume because I'm popular and gorgeous that I'm dumb and honestly the whole stereotype is insulting, because I'm pretty I should be dumb?