Symbiote Punisher Novels & Stories

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.

The Synthetic Disciple didn't hesitate. His logic processors identified Caleb as a non-compliant rogue, and in Neo-Kunlun, non-compliance was punishable by immediate deletion. The heavy rotary pulse-cannon spooled up with a lethal, high-pitched whine, glowing with concentrated, digitized Qi. He pulled the trigger. A barrage of plasma-infused Qi bullets tore through the smoky air of the bar, aimed directly at Caleb's chest. But Caleb wasn't there.

“Which ancient medical texts say you can draw the symbiotes back into your body? Have you watched too many movies or read too many comics?” Dominic glanced at Austin and slowly continued, “You need a trigger to plant symbiotes. Likewise, you need one to get rid of them.” “What’s the trigger? I’ll go get it now!” Austin said hurriedly. Dominic lifted his hand slightly to calm him down before adding, “We don’t know what symbiotes they are, so we can only eliminate them when we do. Furthermore, the more you agitate them, the faster they act up.”

"I want you to work for it. And I want Mia to be the prize." I look up from my screen. The exhaustion hanging over me lifts just a fraction, replaced by a spark of interest. "What kind of protocol?" I ask. "Symbiotic productivity," the fragment explains. "Mia binds herself to your workspace. She becomes the external drive for your libido. Every time you solve a code block, she gets a reward. If you fail... she suffers." I look at Alex. He looks at me. His eyes darken, the lethargy vanishing behind a sudden, sharp hunger.

must have blended right with the humans and lived it's life all alone for century" I relate with His words as I tilt my head a little but then did he have to be an assassin like I am. She had just made me look really weak right in front of sbux and embarrassed me but then being an assassin and a hybrid… Her skills and movement were just like mine, the difference between us was just I was right handed but she seems to be left handed judging but he says she fought. Not only that marvels me but also the fact that she dared taking up a mission right during daylight where people were, a restaurant filled with and that's just one of the ways she had avoided taking up missions. To me it seems like

The Pack drifted over, the bourbon and cigars forgotten for a moment, their eyes fixed on the Thorne Corporate logo on the plastic. "My father didn't just give us intel," I said, snapping the latches. "He gave us the results of his own private race. Silas and my father were working on these concepts together, but Harrison beat him to the finish line...at least for now. Silas has been trying to reverse-engineer these prototypes, but he's months behind." I opened the first case, revealing the Ion-Pulse grenades and the Sonic Disruptors. "These are designed for hybrids. They target the neural mesh and the kinetic skeletons."

Antonov stepped toward me and grabbed my arms. "And what are you going to do if you go back now... Who will believe your words when you look nothing like Eve Sanchez... There are many ways to get back at those who wronged us Scarlet, but the best way to truly punish is to drag it out and make the culprit wish he or she was dead... I can help you get your revenge if that is what you want, all you have to do in return is live as Elde's daughter and love her as if she's your mother. Will you do it or not"

“Long-buried. Forbidden to speak aloud. But we’ve all heard it.” Selene nodded. “A human marked by ancient blood. Touched by fire. Feared by the old gods.” Dante’s jaw tightened. “And bound to the Punisher.” They all looked at me. “You think he’s the one?” I asked. “We don’t know,” Selene said. “But someone does. And they’re trying to awaken it early.” “That shadow beast wasn’t meant to kill him,” Akira added. “It was meant to unlock him.” My heart thudded harder.

in the heart of the Syndicate’s own processor. But as I worked, a shadow appeared in the static. It wasn't a "Peacekeeper." It was a figure that looked like a distorted, melted version of the Obsidian-Elara. Her skin was a mesh of silver wires, and her eyes were two burning red "Errors." "**RE-ENTRY DETECTED,**" the Obsidian-Glitch hissed, her voice a roar of white noise. "**SUBJECT 01 HAS RETURNED TO THE 'SANDBOX.' INITIATING: TRASH-COLLECTION.**"