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Then she opened a lower compartment—and froze. A large device lay nestled inside. Matte black. Angular. About the size of a travelling box, fitted with vents and digital panels. Etched into its surface were the words: Kyrexin-X. Lylah didn’t know what it meant. But something about it—its weighty design, the way it seemed to hum with dormant power—made her blood run cold, and instantly she knew that this... this was worse than silver bullets.

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a mocking voice echoes down the hall, loud and confident, dripping with irony. “You bastard… you killed my father!” Mark yells, sprinting like a beast, his eyes bloodshot with darkness. “Eh, eh… I don’t think so,” Logan lifts an AK-47 from the ground. It’s dirty, rusty, but on the gas pistons, you can just make out a black “5” with smoke curling from it. For some reason, Mark sees it too. He freezes mid-step, and Sam doesn’t move either. I can’t comprehend anything.

Ang Black Phoenix ay humulagpos mula sa gravity ng Mars nang may bilis na tila isang bumubulusok na bituin. Sa loob ng cockpit, ang tensyon ay mas mabigat pa kaysa sa nararamdamang G-force. Si Xander ay nakatayo sa tabi ng med-bay ni Aria, nakahawak nang mahigpit sa malamig na salamin ng hibernation pod. ​"Liam, gaano katagal bago tayo makarating?" tanong ni Xander, ang boses niya ay malalim at puno ng pait.

Before Myra could take the situation in a different way two men stormed inside the room and one of them was none but Xavier itself. The hatred in his eyes, the rage in his attitude drew the blood away from Myra's body. Her face lost all the colours as Xavier found her weakest nerve. Her safe harbour, the love of her life. "Seems like I am very lucky today." Xavier's devilish smile reached Myra's core of fear. She stood like a statue. "Xavier. You want your revenge. I am here. What else do you need?" "I am just thinking what would hurt you most? To see your husband d

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

He says. Fuck. ...(to be continued)

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