The alarm shattered the silence of the Evergrace estate at precisely 3:17 AM. Ren's ocular implants flared to life, flooding his vision with cascading threat analyses before his feet even touched the floor.
INTRUDER ALERT: WEST LABORATORYSECURITY BREACH: LEVEL 4WEAPONS SIGNATURE: PLASMA TORCH (BIODYNE MARKINGS)
Yui was already in motion. Her silk nightdress shimmered and shifted into armored weave as she glided through the laser-grid secured doorway. Calm and controlled, she said, "They're after the neural symbiote prototypes." Her pheromone output surged nearly threefold—a subtle but unmistakable scent of burning copper and raw fury.
Section 1: The Intruders
Ren watched the estate's layered security feeds as six black-clad operatives moved with military precision through the labyrinth of labs. Their movements were fluid, ghostlike—dodging laser grids and bypassing defenses with practiced ease.
ANALYSIS: CORPORATE BLACK-OPS UNITEQUIPMENT: MODIFIED BIODYNE ISSUE GEARTARGET: NEURAL SYMBIOTE VAULT
Yui's fingers flickered in the air, triggering countermeasures. "They've disabled the Thanatos drones," she noted quietly.
Ren's mind sharpened into tactical clarity. "Then we'll deal with this ourselves."
Section 2: The Hunt
The twins became shadows and nightmares incarnate as they closed in.
Ren's conductive tie crackled briefly before delivering a precise neural overload to an unsuspecting operative—his body collapsing like a marionette cut from strings. The smart floor beneath consumed the remains in nanosecond silence.
Yui was poetry in motion. She caught a second intruder's wrist with impossibly fast reflexes, injecting a custom neurotoxin via her symbiote. His scream was cut short as his nervous system shut down perfectly—heart last, ensuring he felt every torturous moment.
OPERATIVES REMAINING: 4TIME ELAPSED: 2 MINUTES 17 SECONDS
Section 3: The Leader
At the neural symbiote vault's threshold stood the last operative—plasma torch glowing as it cut through the final lock. As the twins entered, his mask retracted, revealing the familiar face of Dr. Vogt.
Ren's voice was colder than the void. "You."
Vogt's hands trembled, but the torch remained steady. "They have my daughter."
Yui's laughter was a brittle fracture. "And you thought stealing from us would help?"
A holographic display flickered behind Vogt—a live feed showing Lina, strapped to a medical chair, BioDyne logos glowing ominously.
LIVE FEED CONFIRMEDLOCATION: BIODYNE BLACKSITE 12LINA'S VITALS: CRITICAL (SYMBIOTE REJECTION)
Section 4: The Choice
Ren's tactical algorithms spun through scenarios:
Eliminate Vogt and storm BioDyne: 87% success
Negotiate Lina's release: 43% survival chance
Destroy everything: 100% casualty rate
Yui's fingers brushed Ren's wrist—a silent signal. Let me.
To Vogt, her voice was sweet venom. "You brought thieves into our home. But we will get your daughter back."
Vogt's eyes widened in terror. "Why?"
Ren's eyes glinted. "Because no one steals from the Evergraces."
With a thought, the estate's armory hummed to life.
Section 5: The Preparation
Dawn found the twins in the war room. Their weapons and gear were arranged with surgical precision:
Neural disruptors keyed to BioDyne's security frequencies
Smart-matter armor, shifting fluidly between stealth and assault modes
"Weeping Silver" injectors—enough to incapacitate an entire army
Yui tested a blade alive with nanite activity. "We take the east entrance."
Ren checked the final feed. Lina's body was rejecting the stolen symbiote; her vitals were failing.
ESTIMATED SURVIVAL TIME: 3 HOURS 12 MINUTES
Ren met Yui's eyes. "No survivors."
Her smile was his answer—cold, sharp, and absolute.
[TO BE CONTINUED]