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Bloodbath
Author: EL JHAY
last update2025-05-25 19:28:42

As the flames from the base behind us roared into the sky, I carried Cynthia through the crimson haze of destruction. My every step left craters in the concrete, my breath came out in steaming bursts, and the red veins of power pulsed like molten rivers across my skin.

I felt alive, more alive than I’d ever been.

And the voice inside me—the alien—whispered its approval.

“John, this is your moment. Show them what happens when they dare take what’s yours.”

Cynthia groaned in my arms, her body trembling. I held her tighter, shielding her from the debris as the reinforced steel walls collapsed around us. Another squad of SCID mutants appeared at the far end of the corridor, screaming orders and raising their weapons.

But they were too slow.

I hurled a chunk of concrete at them—it crushed three of them outright, their bodies reduced to bloody smears against the walls. I rushed forward, grabbed a soldier by the legs, and swung him like a hammer, breaking necks, smashing faces, painting the
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  • BLOODBATH

    I barely had time to breathe. Samson surged forward, his mechanical arms slamming down with a sound like cracking thunder, the ground splitting beneath his fists. I dodged, but barely, his next swing tearing through the bunker’s reinforced wall, sending fragments of concrete flying like shrapnel.Porter flickered, his body twisting in and out of reality, and then—bam!—his fist connected with my ribs, sending me sprawling across the floor, the air rushing from my lungs.I could hear Cynthia’s screams as the techno-witch floated above, her voice cold and venomous as runic glyphs spun around her, charging with deadly energy. Arcs of searing plasma snaked down towards Cynthia, burning through metal like it was paper.I lunged, barely grabbing Cynthia, throwing us both behind a shattered column as the plasma carved glowing scars across the bunker floor. Blood roared in my ears. I was fast, but they were coordinated, precise, hitting us from every angle.“They’re toying with us!” Cynthia cr

  • CLONES

    The SCID strike team stood like an iron wall across the narrow road, exo-suits gleaming under the harsh lights of their armored trucks. Plasma rifles hummed as they leveled their sights at us, and the air was filled with the high-pitched whine of drones circling above.I could see their faces under the visors—grim, cold, professionals, trained to kill without hesitation. But they weren’t ready for the monster hurtling toward them.Cynthia slammed the accelerator, and the car howled, tires screaming against the broken pavement as we shot forward, a roaring steel comet hurtling into their ranks.“Brace yourself!” she shouted.I leaned out the window, alien energy crackling along my arm, my hand glowing red and pulsing with a dangerous, unstable force. I thrust my palm forward, unleashing a devastating wave of red energy. It ripped through the barricade, vaporizing sandbags, blowing armored soldiers into the air like ragdolls.Their plasma bolts flashed toward us, searing into the armore

  • Bloodbath

    As the flames from the base behind us roared into the sky, I carried Cynthia through the crimson haze of destruction. My every step left craters in the concrete, my breath came out in steaming bursts, and the red veins of power pulsed like molten rivers across my skin.I felt alive, more alive than I’d ever been.And the voice inside me—the alien—whispered its approval.“John, this is your moment. Show them what happens when they dare take what’s yours.”Cynthia groaned in my arms, her body trembling. I held her tighter, shielding her from the debris as the reinforced steel walls collapsed around us. Another squad of SCID mutants appeared at the far end of the corridor, screaming orders and raising their weapons.But they were too slow.I hurled a chunk of concrete at them—it crushed three of them outright, their bodies reduced to bloody smears against the walls. I rushed forward, grabbed a soldier by the legs, and swung him like a hammer, breaking necks, smashing faces, painting the

  • BLOOD AND DEAD BODIES

    Before Mr. White could utter another word, I moved.One moment, I was standing—the next, I was a blur, a crimson streak hurtling toward him with raw, monstrous force. My entire being was consumed with power and fury. My fists clenched with purpose, with vengeance. I leapt, my eyes locked on his—his widening in sudden realization of the death that was about to descend upon him.But just before I could strike, Doctor Trevor flashed into view, reappearing in a snap of distorted air, like reality itself had glitched. He intercepted me, grabbing my arm mid-punch.The reaction was catastrophic.A deafening shockwave burst out from the point of contact, shattering the lab’s walls and sending him skidding backward, his boots screeching across the floor as his body smashed into a pile of overturned metal cabinets and glass. Sparks burst in the air as severed wires lit up and snapped.I landed with a hard thud, fists crackling with energy

  • Alien Fusion: A BIG MISTAKE

    Mr. White exhaled, brushing off the shattered glass that littered the front of the car’s bonnet with a sweep of his gloved hand. Tiny shards scattered across the hood and dropped to the pavement with soft, tinkling clinks. He glanced at his palm to ensure none remained, then casually reached into his coat pocket and retrieved a silver flask. He unscrewed the cap and took a brief sip, clearing his throat with a satisfied sigh before speaking again."SCID has been spending—no—funneling billions," he said, “not millions, billions of dollars into a classified project."He began to pace slowly, his voice calm and precise."We handed our top scientists a challenge—to create a serum. But not just any serum. This one would be derived from the DNA of an alien lifeform… something discovered by one of our astronauts during a deep exploration mission to Planet Xerion-9.”He paused mid-stride and turned his head to look at me—no, study me."

  • SCID’s Most Expensive Mutant

    The agents began closing in, boots crunching gravel, rifles raised, moving in formation like a pack of wolves circling their prey. Their red tactical lasers danced across the windshield, across our faces, across every inch of the vehicle. There was no space left. No gap to slip through. No hope for escape."Do something!" Cynthia barked, her voice cracking with desperation. "Anything! Or we’re cooked!"I clenched my fists, heart pounding against my ribs like a war drum. I didn’t know what to do—but I shut my eyes, trying to will something… anything… to happen. I tried to feel the same energy I felt in the lab, tried to summon that rage, that surge of power that had once taken over and destroyed everything in my path.I begged for the beast inside me to come alive.But…Nothing.Just silence. Darkness. Weakness.My shoulders slumped. My chest tightened. The beast was gone.Cynthia let out a long, trembling exhale beside me."We have no choice," she muttered. "We surrender."As soon as

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