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Alexander Blackthorne Location: MNTF Headquarters He had to park a short distance away from the headquarters. It certainly wouldn't do to charge in there, drive through the gates, guns-blazing like an action film. No, the rest of the journey would be made on foot, quietly. There wasn't much...

Hileena Akhtar En Route to MNTF HQ The ride was mostly silent. The tension had everyone both on high alert and lost in thought. Even Nat didn't have much to say, while Alexander's shoulders hunched over the steering wheel. Blood-red light spilt into the Humvee as the sun began to set—night...

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Somewhere... She hadn't expected Styr to actually go through with it. It was one thing to hate someone, it was something else entirely to snuff out their life. But this was good... This was something she could work with. "Come on, darling." She beckoned the young mutant. "Let's go." Arden...

Martha Madden Okay, so let's get this straight. The MNTF were... Fucking twats. This had all began because Martha pretended to be more sick than she actually was. So Professor Akhtar, who probably had a bajillion PhDs under his belt from the way he'd go on-and-on, decided to reduce her dosage...

Hileena Akhtar "Clone?" Hileena asked. Noah was a clone? What did that even mean? Well, she knew what a clone was, of course, but Noah? The Noah she'd known for years, the one who rescued her from the MNTF... Or had he been replaced in the time she'd been there? There were so many questions...

Hileena Akhtar Earlier that day... The A-tier mentalist in Hileena's secret lab had provided her with a problem she had never been able to solve. No matter what she did, the many viruses she'd synthesised to destroy his cells never acted as they should. The success rate was below two-percent...

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Somewhere... "The tracker's in Paderborn." Arden whipped around. Magdalene sat with her feet crossed on her desk, twisting her dyed-ginger hair in between two fingers, as she monitored Styr's movements on a screen. "Already?" The B-tier mutant nodded. Arden shook her head, almost in...

Alexander Blackthorne It sounded like a bomb had gone off. And it was coming from the library. Lurch! The Shadows responded to his distress: Daven exploded out of him and barrelled ahead to clear a path, while Syfa seeped out of his back and held on to him like a demonic cloak. Alexander...

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Alexander Blackthorne “Come in. I just finished the painting.” Alexander followed Thomas into his room, carrying rolls of parchment under his arm. It was almost as if his heart stopped beating when he saw the painting. He felt like he was gazing upon his own soul. The Howl in The Night Sky...

Martha Madden Please, please, please, if there's a god, make this work... Martha sat in the corner of her cell, shuddering. She had never felt this cold before. The other prisoners seemed fine, so it was probably her own body not being used to a normal temperature. It was hard to keep track...