Symbiote Oc Novels & Stories

"I find myself listening for the clack of the looms or the hiss of the pressure valves. This city... it breathes without us." "That was the point, Lucas," Audrey replied, looking up at the sky where the shattered moon still glittered like a crown of broken diamonds. "We spent a century being the servants of the machine. Now, the world serves the life within it. We aren't the laborers anymore; we’re the 'Symbiotes'."

“Hmm, so you’re finally afraid? Good. Get down to your knees, tell us you’re sorry and admit that you and your kind are inferior, and we might let you people live today!” Smith threw a laugh as he walked out from his group with a glare leveled at Zayn. “You’re dead, Zayn Larson,” he proclaimed haughtily with just the right amount of threat, “Kenneth had undergone a baptism of Biotonic, and his power had now grown beyond your ken! He can kill you with one punch!” Biotonic? Zayn frowned slightly. He was quick to understand that they were referring to their native version of Ossiumol, which was something he learned from Mr. Hyde.

I nodded in agreement. “But he usually visited during the holidays until his Father passed away. He had to take over as Alpha and we discovered we were fated mates. I have always been called a wolfless Omega, for Kian it was an insult to be mated to an Omega and one who has not been able to shift for years!!” Eric’s eyes shone in amazement, “No wonder you were unable to heal quickly as expected.” His words tore through my heart leaving me in pain for some minutes.

He isn't protecting me from the Syndicate. He's watching the DNA Key rewrite my skeleton in real time. He's watching me become something that isn't human anymore. The ticker at the bottom of the feed reads: Sovereign Integration: 40%. The process is less than halfway done, and it has already started in my bones.

I froze, feeling shivers run down my spine when he said those words. I managed to stand up, staring at Damien in shock. Those words rang in my head over and over again. What could it mean? “The stupid symbiosis experiment went wrong on them and now they aren’t what we think,” Freya answered my question and I shook my head trying not to believe it. I did not want to feel hopeless, not after coming this far. “ But there could be something, to save him right? Like an antidote?” I asked, rubbing my palm on my pants.

Toby promised, his silver blur pausing for a split second to press a hard and affectionate kiss to her forehead. The flight to the Southern Isles Sanctuary was a transit of pure speed and silver light. As the transport descended toward the bioluminescent domes, I watched through the link as Leo and Toby scanned the electric blue waters. The sanctuary had changed since our last visit. The black ice was gone, replaced by vibrant reefs of silver coral that pulsed with a healthy and tempered energy. But as the boys disembarked on the central platform, the scent of the humans was not one of celebration. It was the scent of static and a lingering, clinical fear.

Later, Dante found me alone by the water’s edge, cleaning wounds in the moonlight. “You fought well.” “You trained me.” He smiled, faint. “Training only goes so far. Will does the rest.” “Did I pass, then? In Tion’s eyes?” “For now.” He crouched beside me, watching ripples in the water catch the silver reflection of the moonlight. “He’s testing you still. He always tests. Even me.” “You’re his Beta.” “And you’re his… curiosity.” His mouth twitched, not quite with humor. “Maybe more now.”

Because it's true I look down at my hands, they're shaking, not from fear but the amount of restraint and power I'm holding back. My claws tear into my palms, my eyes gaze at the piece of cloth in my arm, the scent is fading, almost gone. If it disappears, I pray I disappear with it. Dax clears his throat carefully. “There's a Tier- one facility on the border.” he continues. “It's called the sanctuary.” “They have reinforced isolation suites,” he continues. “Titanium and silver walls, soundproofed and no omega unless requested.” I close my eyes, Finn says. “Just a place to weather the storm.” I close my eyes, breathing hard, body trembling, I need to leave now. “Prepare the transport.”

Doctor Tom said and stared at the liquid in a tube. "Blood of a werewolf, a Lycan, a Chimera, a Windigo and most especially an octopus all makes the one and only powerful symbiot, THE CHIMERA." He said and turned to the three headed dog. "Go to the streets and kill as many as you can....to prepare them for my arrival tonight...We end this tonight... There's gonna be a blood bath tonight." Oscorb shouted. Sharon places a briefcase on the table and opened it.

“Oh. My. God. All four of them?” I exhaled slowly. “Yes.” Simone gasped dramatically. “You’re fully bonded. Lia, that’s—holy shit. I can’t believe this. How was it? Wait, first—how are you? Can you even walk?” I groaned, flopping onto my bed. “Simone.” “What? It’s a valid question! Four alphas at once? I feel like I need to start you on a protein shake regimen immediately.” I laughed despite myself, covering my burning face with a pillow. “I’m fine. A little sore. But… fine.”