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Evan stepped forward, his face pale, but determined. The room was massive—ceiling lights dimmed to a bluish hue, casting long, flickering shadows. Rows of cylindrical tanks lined the walls, each one filled with a translucent fluid that shimmered faintly. Inside them—babies. Human, at least partly. Limbs twitching, faces contorted in silent agony. Tubes jammed down throats, into arms, skulls partially opened and wired. Some of them weren’t moving at all.
One twitched violently, slamming its tiny head into the side of the glass. Blood spread like ink against the glass.
Kyra let out a soft, horrified whimper. “What the fuck is this…”
Robot Buddy hovered closer, scanning. “These aren't just experiments. They’re forced evolution projects. Genetic blending. They’re… they’re trying to make something that can withstand M63's power transfer.”
“And they’re using newborns?” Evan hissed, his fists clenched.
“They aren’t all newborns,” Robot Buddy replied grimly. “Some are clones. Some are... abducted.”
In another section of the room, metal tables were lined with strapped-down children. Wires dug into skulls. Some had their chests pried open while still alive, lungs barely expanding with each breath. Monitors beeped. Nurses—if they could be called that—drifted through with dead eyes, adjusting dials, injecting fluids. One child tried to scream as a drill began boring into his arm. No sound came. His vocal cords had been severed.
Kyra turned away, her back against the wall, eyes squeezed shut. “I—I can’t look at this anymore.”
“You don’t have to,” Evan said, his voice barely more than a whisper. “But we need to know what they’re doing here.”
They passed into the next area, hiding behind desks and computers tables. stepping over a blood-smeared floor where something had tried—and failed—to crawl away.
And then they saw it.
Floating in the middle of a small circular chamber, suspended in mid-air, was what looked like an ornate lamp. It shimmered gold, pulsing slightly, as though it were breathing. Light bent around it in strange ways. Energy radiated from it—cold, ancient, dangerous.
And next to it—trapped in a containment cell of shimmering plasma—a being of smoke and blue flame hurled itself against the walls, shrieking soundlessly. It had no mouth, but Evan could feel its scream vibrating through his bones. The air grew thicker with every slam against its prison. Its eyes burned like twin stars, filled with rage and desperation.
“What the fuck is that?” Kyra whispered, her voice trembling.
“I think that’s… a genie,” Robot Buddy said. “Or something like it. Not a myth. Not metaphor. Real.”
Kyra stepped forward slowly, almost mesmerized. “It’s beautiful…”
Evan grabbed her arm. “No. Don’t. We don’t know what it is, or what it wants.”
“But it’s trapped—”
“It’s not our mission,” he cut her off sharply. “We get what we came for and we get out.”
Robot Buddy hovered closer to the cell, sensors flashing wildly. “Whatever this thing is, it’s not just imprisoned—it’s siphoned. Look at the lamp—they are drawing energy from the being. Constantly.”
“Can it see us?” Kyra asked.
“Oh yeah,” Robot Buddy replied. “It’s looking right at you.”
The smoke-being slammed again, harder than before. The room shuddered. For a moment, it looked like the barrier cracked before a shimmer of the wall seemed yo heal itself.
Evan stepped in front of Kyra, tense. “Let’s move. Now.”
As they turned away from the cell, the heavy door hissed shut behind them—but the echo of that blue creature’s rage still reverberated in Kyra’s chest.
She didn’t get far.
Her legs locked up halfway down the next hallway. Her breathing hitched, and she stopped cold, arms trembling at her sides.
“I can’t,” she muttered, her voice barely audible. “I can’t just walk away from that.”
Evan turned fast, his face drawn and tight. “Kyra—”
“They were babies, Evan.” Her voice cracked. “Fucking babies. Cut open, screaming without a voice, begging for someone to help them. And we just—walked past it? We’re just gonna pretend we didn’t see it?”
Robot Buddy hovered in front of her, his voice low and calm. “Kyra, I know this is hard—”
“No, shut up, don’t tell me this is ‘hard,’” she snapped, tears brimming in her eyes. “This isn’t hard. This is fucking evil.”
Evan stepped in close, placing a firm hand on her shoulder. “You think I don’t want to go back there and burn this whole place down? You think I didn’t want to rip those people off the tables?”
Her eyes locked onto his. “Then why aren’t we doing it?!”
“Because that’s not the mission,” Robot Buddy interjected gently. “Not yet. If we go loud now, we risk losing everything. The footage. The data. The location files. We stop this today, maybe we save a few lives. But if we finish this mission, we might stop it everywhere.”
Kyra blinked, shaking her head like she was trying to physically fling the images out of her mind. “I can still hear them. In the tanks. On the tables. That girl with her fucking chest open—her eyes—she was looking right at me.”
“I know,” Evan whispered, his hand tightening. “I saw it too.”
Kyra pressed her knuckles to her mouth, biting down to keep from crying. Her whole body trembled like a coiled spring. “We better stop it,” she whispered. “Because if we don’t—if this was for nothing—I swear to God, I’m coming back here and killing every single one of them.”
“We will,” Evan promised, eyes burning with quiet fury. “We’re going to make sure this place burns.”
Robot Buddy nodded solemnly. “But not until we get the proof. Without it, we’re just another story they’ll erase.”
Kyra wiped her eyes roughly, took a shaky breath, and finally nodded. “Okay. Let’s finish this.”
Evan turned down the corridor. “Control room’s two levels down. Let’s move.”
The moment Evan, Kyra, and Robot Buddy stepped into the final chamber, the atmosphere shifted. The lights above flickered and dimmed to a sickly blue hue, casting twisted shadows across the sleek metallic floor. The air was thick with tension, heavy like a storm about to snap—and in that silence, something was wrong.
Evan tensed. “Guns up,” he muttered.
Kyra raised her rifle.
Click.
Nothing.
She tried again, flipping the safety, smacking the side. “What the hell?”
Robot Buddy began to jitter in midair, his body spasming with sudden glitches. His voice crackled. “S-Something’s interfering w-with my core functions—too much m-m-magic energy in the room—”
Then the smell hit them.
Not just metal. Not just ozone.
Burned flesh. Hot blood. Rot.
And then it moved.
From the far end of the chamber, emerging from behind a veil of steam, came the abomination. It moved with a sluggish, wet dragging sound, like muscle torn free from bone but still unwilling to die. Metal plating fused with sinew wrapped its frame—twisted blades jutted from its arms, and a distorted face, partially human, partially machine, partially something else, glared down at them through hollow sockets filled with glowing runes.
“What the actual fuck is that?” Kyra whispered, stepping back.
Evan’s voice dropped. “That’s not Mazekielite tech.”
“It’s not,” Robot Buddy choked out, flickering like a candle in the wind. “They've been siphoning power… from the genie. That thing is running on raw chaos magic.”
The creature let out a distorted growl, its voice like broken glass. “Intrudersss… you’re too late. This vessel is... perfection.”
It moved—faster than it should’ve.
Evan reacted instantly, trying to teleport across the room— nothing happened. Confused, he tried again.
A jolt of searing energy blasted through his body.
“AAAGH!” Evan collapsed to one knee, his muscles locking up for a moment like he’d been tasered by a god. “Shit—okay—can’t teleport!”
Kyra’s eyes went wide. “You okay?!”
“No!” Evan snapped, staggering upright. “Room’s blocked. Every time I try to use powers I didn’t manually give myself, I get electrocuted!”
He tried to lift off the ground—another punishing jolt ripped through his spine. He bit down hard to stifle a scream. “Flight’s dead too.”
“What the hell can you do?” Kyra shouted.
“Only what I already gave myself,” Evan growled. “Super speed. Strength. And every martial art known to man.”
The creature lunged. Evan barely dodged the swipe of a blade-arm, the wind from it slicing a shallow cut along his cheek. He didn’t hesitate. His fists clenched, and he shot forward with blinding speed, landing a solid punch to the creature’s chest. It barely budged.
“Shit,” Evan grunted. “It’s like hitting a goddamn tank.”
The creature responded with a backhand that sent Evan flying into the wall with a bone-rattling slam. He dropped to one knee, shaking off the impact.
“Alright then,” he muttered, spitting blood. “Time to go full Bruce Lee.”
He rocketed back in, fists and elbows flying. His body moved like a blur—every martial art he’d ever downloaded flowing through him in one seamless flurry. Muay Thai knees. Krav Maga disarms. Aikido rolls. Jeet Kune Do strikes.
He landed hit after hit, chipping away at the armor—but the monster just kept coming.
Kyra ducked behind a column, yelling, “My guns are bricks! I’ve got nothing!”
Robot Buddy was still glitching midair. “Can’t—hack—the—environment. All functions… critical—”
Evan knew he was on his own.
The monster’s blade-arm came down hard. Evan caught it with both hands, muscles straining as the steel screeched against his skin. The thing leaned in close, its breath reeking of death and ozone.
“You bleed like a man,” it whispered. “You’ll die like one too.”
“Funny,” Evan growled. “I was about to say the same thing.”
He ducked low, sweeping the creature’s legs and driving a heel into its exposed joint. The metal cracked, and for the first time, the monster roared in pain.
Evan smirked. “There it is. Weak spots.”
He backed off for a second, chest heaving. Sweat stung his eyes. His muscles screamed. But he wasn’t done.
Not yet.
But Evan was losing ground. Every breath burned. Blood seeped from a slash across his chest, and the monster was still coming—limping, but unrelenting. Its jagged metal frame twitched with every movement, arcs of stolen magic flaring from the pulsing blue core in its chest. Flesh fused with steel oozed some kind of black bile that hissed as it hit the floor.
His punches weren’t enough.
His kicks weren’t enough.
He wasn’t enough.
The monstrosity charged again, blades spinning out from its forearms. Evan dodged, barely. One of the blades clipped his arm, tearing through muscle. He stumbled back, panting hard.
“Evan!” Kyra’s voice snapped through the chaos. She ducked behind a toppled console, clutching a single, matte black grenade. “My guns are fried, but this… this still works!”
She yanked the pin and hurled it with everything she had.
The grenade soared—perfect arc—headed right for the monster’s chest.
But the beast reacted fast.
CLANG!
With a snarl, it batted the grenade away like a fly. The small explosive clattered across the floor, rolling toward the edge of the chamber.
Evan’s eyes locked on it.
Time slowed.
And he moved.
With a burst of blinding speed, he zipped forward—wind cracking behind him—his body flickering like a glitch in reality. He reached the grenade mid-roll, spun his body, and—
CRACK!
—landed a spinning heel kick with all his enhanced strength.
The grenade rocketed straight back toward the creature’s chest.
The thing barely had time to raise its arms.
BOOOOM!!!
The explosion was violent. Fire and shrapnel tore through its body, ripping armor apart and blasting chunks of flesh into the air.
But Evan wasn’t done.
He was already moving—launched forward by the shockwave. He hit the creature at the exact moment of detonation, both fists slamming into the exposed power core like sledgehammers.
SPLAAAAT!!!
The core imploded into a bloody, pulsing mess. The metal around it buckled, bent inward, and ruptured. The creature screamed, but it wasn’t a machine sound anymore—it was human and inhuman all at once, like a choir of souls being dragged into hell.
Its torso burst open in a shower of guts, wires, and white-hot bone.
Evan’s arms were soaked in blood up to the elbows. His chest heaved.
The monstrosity crumpled forward, a gurgling noise echoing from the twitching mess that was once its head.
Then silence.
Just the soft hiss of cooling metal and the drip-drip-drip of gore hitting the floor.
Evan wiped the blood from his face with a shaky hand.
“Jesus Christ…” he muttered, stumbling back.
Kyra ran to him, wide-eyed. “That was… insane. Are you okay?”
He gave a weak nod, still trying to catch his breath. “Remind me… to never skip leg day.”
Robot Buddy floated over, glitching slightly but managing to speak. “That… was the most badass shit I’ve ever seen.”
Evan dropped to one knee, blood soaking through his shirt, hands trembling from the force of the final blow. His knuckles were split open, coated in bits of bone and scorched metal. The room smelled like burnt flesh and ozone.
Kyra was at his side in a second, helping him up. “Jesus, Evan… that thing almost tore you apart.”
“I’m fine,” he muttered, wincing as he stood. “Just… feel like I went ten rounds with a meat grinder.”
They looked back at what was left of the monstrosity—just a heap of twisted metal and pulpy, red ruin. The glowing blue residue from the genie-like being’s stolen energy still sparked faintly within the carnage, like it was trying to crawl its way out.
Then Evan turned his eyes toward the source of that power.
The lamp still floated silently in its containment field.
And next to it, the smoke-like blue being—the real source—was slamming its amorphous fists against the translucent walls of its prison, snarling silently in a language that vibrated in their bones.
Kyra’s breath caught in her throat. “That’s it… That’s the thing they’ve been siphoning.”
Robot Buddy hovered next to them, glitching badly now—eye flickering, voice distorted. “Magical being… high-density power signature… reality-warping potential... off-the-charts... off-the-charts...”
The being’s eyes locked onto Evan’s.
For a second, everything stopped.
Evan felt it—rage, pain, betrayal, a thousand years of imprisonment compressed into a single agonizing stare. His skin crawled.
“They tortured it…” Kyra whispered, stepping forward.
“Kyra,” Evan warned, “don’t.”
She didn’t listen.
She stood before the glowing cell, eyes filled with horror and guilt. “How could they do this? It’s alive. They’ve been draining it.”
Her voice cracked. “They’ve been feeding its power to monsters. That thing we just killed—that was made using this.”
She backed away, shaking her head, then turned to Evan. “We can’t leave it here.”
“I don’t want to either,” Evan said quietly. “But we don’t know what it is. What it could do if we let it out.”
“I don’t care,” she snapped, tears in her eyes. “This is wrong, Evan. All of it. And the kids… the babies we saw…” Her voice broke completely. “I can’t just walk away from this.”
Evan looked down. His fists clenched. “You think I want to? You think I didn’t see those fucking tanks and want to rip this whole place apart?”
Kyra was crying now. Silent tears streaked down her face as she turned away, covering her mouth.
Robot Buddy’s voice cut through the silence—faint, stuttering. “If we… extract the data… we can find where the others are. Maybe even take down the network. But we need to go. Now.”
Evan looked back at the being one more time.
It had stopped slamming the walls. Now it just floated there, watching them—silent, seething.
“We’ll come back,” Evan whispered, like a promise. “We’re gonna burn this place to the ground. Just not today.”
He grabbed Kyra’s hand. “Come on. We get the intel. We get out info. Then we save them.”
Kyra didn’t speak, but she nodded.
Her hand squeezed his back.
The three of them turned toward the next door, the soft thrum of containment fields buzzing behind them like a heartbeat in the dark.
As the door hissed open, a wave of tension slammed into them like a freight train.
Inside, the lights were low—red emergency bars glowing like hellfire along the floor. And there, standing dead center with a ghost of a smile, was Agent Clark.
Surrounding him were rows of agents.
Dozens. Maybe a hundred.
All armed.
All waiting.
All aiming straight at them.
Clark took a slow step forward, eyes locked on Evan like a wolf that had finally cornered its prey.
“I was starting to think you’d run,” he said, voice cold and smooth. “But this? This saves me a trip.”
He smiled wider—something cruel behind it.
“You’re not getting out of here alive.”
The room stayed silent, but the weight of what was coming was suffocating.
Evan’s fists clenched.
Kyra’s eyes darted toward the nearest cover.
Robot Buddy’s panels pulsed red.
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