Splitter-V 10Splitter-VLab Note 10Cybernetic Streetlight Shadows Jace lit another cigarette as he sat beside Eric. His pine green eyes watched the two head-tails twist about each other for a while before the young man finally snapped. "What the heck is with these things!" he shouted as his hands grabbed them and pulled forward, "Why do I have them and why can't they just die down!" "You have them because you're supposed to have them: your brief transfer through the 'outside' altered your genetic code." The cyber realized Eric hadn't let go and added, "You're going to have one hell of a headache." "What are you…" he began before he suddenly clutched his cranium in agony. "Told ya," Jace mumbled as he took another breath of his cigarette. A static filled box appeared in the upper left corner of his vision, as much an indicator of something going wrong
Splitter-V 9Splitter-VLab Note 9Graveyard of the Mind Azure lights pulled upwards along his skin as the Cy drifted downwards in a crystalline sarcophagus. Beyond the crystalline walls flashed a colony of human bodies that marched to organized chaos like an army of ants. In the corner of his vision emerged his Hacker, "Zane?" "What are you doing back here?" she shouted, "You know Irving wants your head!" His eyebrow rose, even though he knew she couldn't see it, "what did I do this time?" Zane's voice calmed as a hand rubbed her brow, "nothing much, ya just broke every last law in the establishment." "What are laws in the face of morality?" the Cy asked. "Laws are everything if there are no records of the decisions you made," she retorted, "I keep telling you not to switch off the communica
Dawn Episode 1DawnEpisode 1To Never Return Glass shards spread across the room with the liquid they once held back: the end of a glowing green cylinder marked with the letters XIII. All of the scientific personnel in the room turned to watch a human teenager's body slowly and painfully writhe on the cold metallic floor. A pair of silver-blue eyes slowly opened as it forced itself into a crouch from its crumpled position. Red shone in the depths of his iris, slowly bleeding through sapphire until only crimson remained. He surveyed the room as the grotesque tail which sprouted from the bottom of his spine slowly became covered in gray fur until it resembled that of a wolf. Spread throughout the chamber were a multitude of shafts similar to the one he had just broken from; some were macabre displays of what might have once been humans while others showcased half-dissected beasts both beautiful and bizarre.
Splitter-V 7Splitter-VLab Note 7When a World Shatters… Kahai stood still as the mangled creature thrust its right arm towards her. Her mouth twisted into a grin as it slowed to a halt in the mid-swing. The tree-trunk sized arm nearly touched her nose before it let out a violent spasm. Flesh decayed in the blink of an eye, shredded apart by some unknown agent. The dark mess spread to the rest of the body before it fell to the ground with a sickening splatter. Eric kicked a vile lump as his mind tried to process what had just happened. His eyes raised just in time to catch Ankhite fall backwards. Slowly he looked to his hand, shocked that he wasn't doing the same. "Sorry you had to see that," the woman with orange hair said as she wrapped an arm around Anne, "Biological warfare is gruesome I know, but you've probably only been in the upper city."
Submission: FrostFrost The world is a cold place, this much has always been known. The cold goes in cycles: deserts and tundra, rainforests and plains, nothing is ever truly untouched. Blades clashed with unrelenting fervor among the drifts of snow as two figures blasted into the throes of combat. Somehow neither of the beings made a sound, almost as if the shrill pitch of their weapons were their only voices. One leapt forward with a large axe in his hands, swinging it across his vision to a position above his left shoulder before bringing it down towards his opponent. The other threw his right arm upwards, a large star with six points spinning like a saw blade on his wrist. Clangs erupted constantly against the blade of his foe's weapon before it was thrown into the air. Immediately the second figure drew back his fist and sent it forward, only to have