Reborn Heart of Steel

Rising up, I turned to see Detective Morris walking into the room scowling rather darkly. ‘Guys, we have a problem’, he stated almost casually, as soon as he joined us. “The Raven has escaped again. ” At that moment, I knew it was only a matter of time… He is way ahead of the prison system of this city. The best solution was just to kill him once and for all. But even though I was expecting it, I felt like the floor had been pulled from under me. “What? How?” Morris scratched his head hesitantly, his bald head was showing signs of a new baldness. ‘We were taking him to another more secure cell. For some reason, there were gunmen who overpowered and killed the guards & escaped. ‘ ‘All the force is sure out combing for him but…’ He didn’t have to finish the rest of the sentence. If The Raven had help, if his network was as large as we had thought, then he could be anywhere by now. “There’s more,” Morris continued. “The compound he developed? Yes, you could call it mind control, but now it is something more. We are witnessing the emergence of new cases all around the city: people with increased muscular power and resistance to injuries, people with somehow accelerated process of healing and… and something I can’t classify. ” The implications were staggering. Thus, The Raven was not only trying to change everyone’s mindsets, but in fact, he was doing something far worse. He’d been attempting to alter the very nature of human physiology, in fact. “What do we do?” I squeaked, a feeling of utter helplessness washing up from the toes of my feet to my scalp. Morris’s eyes were hard. We resist it. I’m creating a team, off the official records; those individuals we can rely on, Frank, Ace and yourself. I looked at Chase and I saw the same little fear as well as determination that I had on my part. We both nodded. “Good,” Morris said. “We’ll-” He was stopped by the sound of screams coming from the hallway. Chase was out of the door in a flash, followed by Morris and me. The scene that met us was chaos. People were running in horror out of the rooms and down the corridor, and coming closer was a man, though not the man he used to be. His face looked more like wearing a mask made of some strange metal; his actions were too precise; too smooth. The man suddenly pulled out his pistol ‘Stop’, Morris shouted in a loud and authoritarian tone. “BCPD! Don’t move!” The figure turned, and my whole body was suddenly filled with ice. However much I saw him as an inhuman change from the other, he was recognizable one of the officers that had been guarding The Raven.. He smiled, and I regretted not shooting him earlier on as his mouth stretched into a grotesque, almost mechanical-smile. ”The Architect sends his regards”, he said in a voice that was rusty and devoid of emotion. Then he charged. Morrison began to shoot his gun but, to the viewers’ disbelief, it appeared that his shots did not hurt anyone. He, who was once a cop brought out his assault rifle and charged at me, filled with frightening agility, and getting to me in seconds. As I closed my eyes expecting to hit the ground, a streak of motion stopped the attacker. This so-called Zoe, who appeared out of thin air, jumps on him savagely with a flying tackle. And they fell in an embrace of limbs, the girl flailing with all her might. But that was as far as it went, and one could see that she was outmatched. The strength and the power with which the attacker was fighting was inhuman and Zoe’s punches did not seem to affect him at all. ‘Run!’ She screamed as she tried her best to hold the attacker on the ground using all of her strength. “Get Alessandro and go!” I paused for a minute, unsure whether I should drop everything and rush to Zoe’s aid, or go as the tone of her voice sounded rather desperate. However, Chase had other plans and thus decided to drag me back to Alessandro’s room by my arm. And, we rushed in, and saw that Alessandro was still having a pretty hard time trying to get out of bed. “What’s happening?” he demanded. ‘No time,’ replied Chase, getting to his feet and prepared to come to his aid.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

It was with the assistance of the two ladies that we had to pull Alessandro back to the standing position when a loud sound of a loud thud reverberated from the hall. It was very quiet and the sounds indicating that the combat had ceased were no longer audible. For a moment there was silence. Then, heavy-footed steps, Although they crept as if they were approaching our room cautiously. “I see a door slightly opened, and when I look at the numbers again, the elevator,” I whispered to Chase, pointing at the service elevator at the other end of Alessandro’s suite. We hurried as much as we could with Alessandro barely able to walk on his own. Below and behind us, the footsteps became louder, near. It was a good thing that we did not get to the elevator because as soon as we did, the door to the room opened. The enhanced assailant, clad in black, stared back at them. The clothes he wore were tattered and stained red, while the mechanical skin painted on his body was perfect. And with his one good hand he held the unconscious body of Zoe. “You can’t run,” he said, and these words came out not like a man would speak. My version was consequently: “The Architect sees everything. The Architect knows all. ” The ring of the bell as the doors of the elevator opened. We fell inside and Chase pressed the button for the basement floor.

After that, when the last door was about to close, the attacker offered another malicious smile. He lifted the other hand, now that his right one was free, and to my disbelief I watched the hand change, twist and turn into a razor-sharp weapon. “He is right, there is nowhere to hide and, with those words, he started moving in our direction. “Nowhere to-” The door closed with a hiss and chopped off his words. The great metal box for people started to move downward, and the sound of the elevator’s engines was not rotational and innocuous given the horrors we had seen.

“Oh my God” I sighed, confused about what to do next.