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CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN: THE BRUTE AND THE BOMB
Author: Hop-Grip
last update2025-08-21 02:04:27

Washington, D.C. – 4:22 A.M.

The city was asleep But something monstrous had already crossed the border. Beta, Seven feet tall, Skin like stone, No fingerprints, No pain receptors.

Inside his chest, secured behind reinforced bone, was a genetic warhead a viral weapon engineered to wipe out anyone with latent Helix DNA Not just soldiers, Civilians, Children, Politicians, Even Grayson. And the triggerHis own heartbeat.

THE VANGUARD MOBILIZES

Alert blared through Graybridge, Wren stood frozen in front of the satellite feed.

“No signatures,” she whispered. “Just dead zones in the air. He’s suppressing the tech.”

Alpha-One loaded up.

“Then we don’t wait for a signal.”

Commander Ada Rourke nodded. “We go old school.”

Grayson strapped on his armor.

“If he reaches Capitol Point, it’s over.”

TIME: 4:37 A.M.

Beta walked down K Street like a silent tank Cameras fried in his wake. Streetlights popped, Alarms shorted. He passed through the city like a curse, A jogger saw him Paused And never got
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