Irena Chan saw herself as being an exquisite lady. She was the CEO of her company, Death Row Corp, which manufactured space technology and military weapons. But Irena used her space technology company to mask its true purpose, which was the company’s narcotics operations. She still thought of herself as being good, even though she had a lot of blood on her soft, manicured hands. The CEO ran a successful narcotic supply business and made millions of dollars selling a narcotic called Lotus-9. There were plenty of customers who wanted to spend thousands on Irena’s product. The men and women who purchased Irena’s drug didn’t know that they were cannibals.
Irena used dead bodies as the foundation for Lotus-9. She traveled from one Earth to another, abducting people and feeding them to a predatory alien species she gathered from a desolate star system. This predatory alien creature was called a Boneseeker Man.
Irena owned thousands of them and she kept them locked inside w
Blood covered Amy’s hospital gown and her hands. She was sitting on the floor, holding Tony's dead body. She also had to deal with staring at her father’s body, which was sitting slumped over in a chair in front of her. The body of her sister, Lisa, was lying behind her. Amy burned a stare up at a tall, well-built hitman, named Paul Chandler, who was donning a snake-like ponytail and a pristine satin black suit and tie. “I get carried away,” the assassin said to Amy through his Texas drawl while glancing down at Tony’s body and the deep slash mark he put into the young man’s throat. “Your boyfriend was a cutie. I'm sorry, was he your boyfriend?” Paul asked in a mocking tone, pointing his knife down at Tony’s body, which was cradled in Amy’s arms. The hitman played with the knife he used to kill Tony and Amy’s father. His men shot and killed Amy’s sister. Lisa caught three bullets in her chest and stomach when she tried to stop Paul from slitting her father’s throat. She also
“Princess, there has to be a way for you to spare the lives of my babies, just in case I lose this fight with 2Pac.” Donnie pleaded pitifully. The tall, dark, and handsome man became tempted to get on his knees in front of Irena and plead vigorously for the lives of his daughters. He knew what Irena’s machine could do. He witnessed 2Pac kill countless prisoners in the most brutal ways. “My girls have been prisoners on this ship for three years and they’ve seen a lot of things. I’ve seen things too and I’ve seen your fighter, 2Pac, and what he can do. He can kill a man with little effort. I don’t want my girls to be orphans.” Donnie paused for a moment. He looked over at his oldest daughter, who was enjoying a blueberry bagel. “Please, I know I’ve been training for this fight for months, but I don’t know if I can fight 2Pac. I don’t want to lose this fight and lose everything, and my girls mean everything to me.” Donnie ended his pleading words with a desperate sigh. Irena ne
Amy ran over the bodies. Her mind couldn’t figure out if this was a terrorist attack or something else. She ran down the hospital hallway, trying to make it to an elevator. She had to escape from two Death Row Infantry-men who tried to grab her and the little boy. Amy discovered that her body could do amazing things. Her morning jogs and her daily exercise routines on her Peloton bike off. Also, her UFC training helped her. One soldier reached to grab Amy, and she leaped into the air, using her knee to knock the man out of her way. The second soldier who tried to grab Amy fell to the floor with a broken nose. Amy did her fighting while still holding the little boy in one arm. She made sure that her precious cargo was nice and secure while continuing to fight her way toward the elevator. One soldier after the next would get knocked down by Amy’s fist or her foot. Amy released all her wrath on one Death Row Infantry-man. She knocked off the soldier’s helmet and
Lukas screamed while covering his face. He thought he was about to get shot in his head. But when he peeked through his fingers, he saw the Death Row Infantry-man getting his gun knocked out of his hand by his female partner. Lukas watched as the Death Row Infantry-woman knocked the gun out of her partner’s hand before ramming her knife as hard as she could into the man’s torso. The little boy flinched when the Infantry-man dropped to his knees while coughing up blood. After the Infantry-woman gutted her partner with the knife, she quickly removed the man’s helmet, pulled out her gun, and blew him away. A few drops of the Infantry-man’s blood splattered on Lukas’ face. The little boy had never seen someone get shot in the face in real life. He only saw people getting shot in movies. Lukas still shielded himself from the Death Row Infantry-woman, even though she saved his life. He put his hands up to protect himself when the Infantry-woman kneeled in front of
Amy laughed when her dad made fun of himself after noticing ketchup and mustard decorating his shirt. Amy’s father had a talent for making her and her sister laugh. She thought about how her dad did a spot-on Snoop Dogg impersonation and had his daughters losing their stuff laughing. Growing up, Amy always saw her father as her hero. He had a tough but gentle persona. Most of his nurturing personality traits got passed on to Amy. She thought about how her father would wear his Nike cap backward and would sport his tattoos beneath his muscle shirts. She loved that her father’s favorite movie was Straight Outta Compton, and that she had to keep reminding her dad that the young man portraying Ice Cube was actually Ice Cube's son. Amy always considered her father to be an extremely handsome, but rugged, version of her favorite action movie hero, Jean-Claude Van Damme if Jean-Claude Van Damme was Korean. Amy would tease her father, calling him her Van Damme Papa Bear, which he hated.
Olivia had to make it to the pulse car because it was the only way to escape from the facility. The pulse car was how Olivia, Lukas, and the Death Row Infantry-man she killed arrived at the space station. Walking down a dark space station tunnel that seemed like it would never end had a haunting effect. Olivia felt like she was walking the length of a football field. Lukas looked around the dark tunnel, remembering how scared he would get whenever a power outage would occur at his home. The child remembered experiencing a power outage when a group of Death Row Infantry-men broke into his home and abducted him, his father, and his mother. There was something unnatural about the darkness in the tunnel. It was a darkness that looked like it wanted to reach out and grab you. Olivia felt like the darkness was watching her and Lukas. “F#ck this,” Olivia murmured under her breath while reaching for a foldable flashlight attached to her uniform. Grabbing the flashlig
It took a second for Amy to run around the car toward the driver’s side. Before getting in the car, Amy looked around one last time. It was a mistake. When Amy opened the driver’s side door and looked around, that’s when she spotted the him. She saw him standing on the hood of a parked car, watching her. Her body almost became paralyzed when she saw the hitman standing from a distance on the roof of the car like a statue. She knew Paul could see her from fifty feet away. He was looking dead at her. The killer’s pristine black suit glistened beneath the parking garage’s lights. Amy got into the car, slamming the door and locking it. Her heart pounded against her throat. She knew Paul would make it up to the car in a few minutes, and she knew she would lose Azad if the assassin made it to the car in time. Amy pushed the car’s ignition start button while fidgeting with her necklace. When Amy turned the car on, the voice of a young man rapping emerged from the ca
Olivia stopped and turned to see what was chasing her. It was a big mistake. When Olivia turned around, she almost dropped her flashlight. Lukas screamed when he saw the man running toward him and Olivia. The man was naked, dirty, and covered in blood. But what caught Olivia’s eye was the naked man’s damaged skull and upper body. A large fragment of his skull was missing. Olivia spun back around, taking out running at full speed. She didn’t care if the naked man was human or if he was something else. All Olivia cared about was protecting Lukas and making it to the leveler before the man could catch her. He drew closer while moaning like a wounded ape. Lukas held on tight to Olivia. He never took his eyes off the shadowy distant outline of the naked man. The man chased after them, moving like a toddler learning how to walk. “Please help meeeee!” The man’s distorted voice moaned through his words like a night wind rustling through a forest. “Pleeease!”