The metallic buzz of the gate tore through the silence like a knife through flesh. The steel door slid open slowly, revealing the space they knew better than any other.
The testing chamber.Their prison, disguised as a laboratory.
Fifteen years locked behind those gray walls, watched by cameras that never slept, by invisible eyes that never blinked. They weren't people. Not in here. Just test subjects. Living tools in an experiment no one dared explain.
Omega Complex was a sarcophagus.And they were its most dangerous content.
Kassie was the first to cross the threshold. At twenty-three, her body was a sculpture of tense muscles and old scars. Her brown skin stretched with each movement. Shoulder-length dark hair, slightly wavy. And her eyes… emerald green, never still. Always scanning. Always ready to kill or die.
Behind her came Kolett, her twin sister, yet as different from her as fire is from ice. They shared features, but something in Kolett was broken — something held together only because laughing was easier than screaming. Gum in her mouth, bright eyes, a sinister smile. Kolett moved like every step was part of a game whose rules only she knew.
Bringing up the rear was Solen. Twenty-one. Lighter skin, chestnut braids falling over her shoulders, and honey-colored eyes that never stopped searching for answers. She wasn't a warrior, but there was strength in her fragility. Her healing power made her essential. Her presence, human. She was the invisible thread that kept the sanity of the three intact.
They didn't need words. They walked as one, their bodies moving to the same rhythm.As if they were a single creature, divided in three.
— "Great, another fight," — muttered Kolett with a crooked grin. — "Who's the lucky idiot this time?"
The doors slammed shut behind them with a metallic roar.The confinement had begun again.
A mechanical voice filled the room:
"Evolutionary response test initiated. Level 3. Termination permitted."
Kolett let out a sharp laugh.— "Yup. Idiot confirmed."
From the far end of the chamber, three massive figures emerged. Hybrid beasts. Once human, maybe. But now, something else entirely. Enhanced musculature. Visible implants. Hollow eyes. Like them, these things had been modified — but without a soul.
Today, though, they weren't the only beasts in the room.
The fight erupted without mercy.
Kassie moved first. A blur of muscle, claws, and pure rage. She launched into the air like a deadly shadow, and when she landed, it was with thunderous violence. Her claws tore through the enemy's chest with terrifying ease. Synthetic material shredded like wet paper.
Blood gushed. Red. Thick. Shockingly human.
Kassie didn't pause. She shattered the second with a bone-snapping kick. Spun through the third with brutal force. Every movement was a violent dance — learned through pain, carved into her by years of captivity. She was raw strength. Pure destruction.
Kolett didn't rush. She watched from the side with her usual bored interest. She raised a hand. The nearest creature floated, limbs trembling like a puppet on invisible strings.
With a flick, Kolett slammed it against the ceiling. Then the floor.Crack. Motionless. Useless.
She vanished. Reappeared. Intangible. Untouchable.
She phased through another as if her body were made of mist. The enemy didn't even realize he was dead.
— "Too easy," — Kolett whispered with a lopsided smile.
Meanwhile, Solen kept her distance. She wasn't on the front lines, but she wasn't a bystander either. Kassie was bleeding. Deep wounds on her arms and ribs. Her body had begun to regenerate on its own — slowly — but it wasn't enough.
Solen closed her eyes and exhaled.
A green glow radiated from her hands. Biotic energy flowed into Kassie like a warm river, reconstructing what violence had torn apart. Ripped flesh sealed. Blood stopped flowing. Bones cracked back into place.
But every healing came at a cost.
Solen's hands trembled. Her lips turned pale. The power drained her with merciless slowness. Still, she didn't stop. Because if Kassie fell, Kolett would lose control. And if Kolett lost control… no one would leave that room alive.
More enemies kept coming. Bigger. Faster. Better armed.
Kassie charged again with renewed fury. Kolett drifted among them, tossing them like chess pieces before obliterating them. And Solen, increasingly exhausted, remained standing — like a lone flame in the middle of a storm.
Then it happened.
One of the fallen enemies, barely alive, twitched. Just a little.A spasm. An impossible contraction.
Solen stared. Blinked.
The green glow still burned on her skin.And for a split second, she swore she felt it.
Not pain.Not death.But… obedience.
She shook her head. No. That couldn't be.
But something inside her — ancient, dormant — had responded.
And that something wasn't healing. It was control.
When the final enemy fell, silence flooded the chamber.
Blood, smoke, and shattered bodies filled the air with an unbearable stench.
The three of them were still alive. Wounded. Exhausted.
But something in their eyes had changed.
Kassie was breathing hard, but already healing.Kolett grinned with clenched teeth, gum glued to the roof of her mouth.Solen trembled. Not from fear. But from what she had felt.
From the observation monitors, the scientists kept taking notes.
— "They're ready," — said one, never looking away.
— "They're no longer test subjects. They're definitive assets," — added another.
But deep within the system, something else flickered to life.
A hidden line of code, dormant for years, activated again.
SIGMA–ALPHA PROTOCOL REVEALED.Biogenetic synchronization: 97%.Subjects X-01, X-02, X-03… compatible with the original vector.