Lunar Supremacy: The Original Alpha



In the depths of Chicago, hidden beneath the bustling city streets, lies an underground laboratory. This vast chamber was home to a group of brilliant scientists who were using cutting-edge equipment and technology to conduct their groundbreaking research. The laboratory was a highly secure and controlled environment, designed to facilitate their scientific pursuits without interference or distractions.

The room itself was expansive, with high ceilings and bright, energy-efficient lighting that illuminates every corner. The walls are lined with sturdy steel panels, housing an array of computer monitors, control panels, and display screens. Various scientific instruments and equipment are strategically placed throughout the room, each serving a specific purpose in the researchers' experiments.

Within the expansive place , a particular section was bustling with activity as a group of scientists and chemist work diligently to finalize the completion of their most significant invention to date. This invention, shrouded in secrecy, represents the culmination of years of research and experimentation.

Excitement crackled through the air as the lead researcher, donning a sleek white lab coat and silver-rimmed glasses, addressed his team. The culmination of their tireless efforts had arrived, and anticipation gripped them all.

"Team, we've done it!" The lead researcher's voice resonated with triumph. His words hung in the air, electrifying the atmosphere. Years of perseverance, over time , and countless experiments had led to this moment—a remarkable breakthrough.

The red liquid in his hand, swirling around like a normal serum, held the promise of untold power and possibilities.

"How much boost in power are we looking at?" Another male scientist inquired, his voice laden with a mix of excitement and trepidation. The success rate of their research hinged on the answer, and they were eager to discover if the serum had met their lofty expectations.

"I will let Ms. Grace explain," the lead researcher stated, casting a glance at his assistant, a capable and knowledgeable member of the team. The room buzzed with excitement as everyone eagerly awaited her response.

Caught in the moment, she stepped forward, exuding confidence and a deep understanding of the breakthrough they had achieved. 

"With lower-ranking vampires, we've achieved a remarkable 200% increase in their overall power output," Grace responded, her eyes gleaming with the satisfaction of their achievement. "But our calculations suggest that the effects will be even more potent if we directly injected into a higher-ranking vampire. And as for the duration, it's currently set at a five-minute time frame."

"That's amazing !"

"Master Benedict will be pleased to hear this "

A surge of excitement coursed through the lab. The implications of their creation were immense, promising a significant shift in the balance of power within the organization. With this new serum, the strength and potential of ordinary vampires could be pushed to extraordinary heights, surpassing the limitations they had long accepted.

As the lab team exchanged knowing glances, their minds raced with visions of what this breakthrough could mean. The thought of turning the tide in their favor, of elevating their status to new heights, ignited a fire within their souls. They knew they were on the cusp of something extraordinary, something that could tip the scales of power in their favor.

Little did they know that their invention would soon be put to the test, its effects and ramifications reaching far beyond the confines of their laboratory. The choice they had made would ripple through the supernatural world, altering the dynamics and setting in motion a chain of events that would shape their very lives. Only time can tell whether it will lead to their glory or demise.

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Newyork City - Evangeline Mansion- Private Study Room

"Thanks for saving our lives, buddy!" Nathan chuckled as he sipped his coffee. True to his word, Alonzo had let them go.

One of their guards had recounted how they were rescued by a mysterious masked man. At this point, Nathan managed to put the pieces of the puzzle together.

"Why on earth did you go there alone? What were you thinking?" Vincent asked, his tone tinged with anger, though his intention was to scold Nathan and prevent him from doing something similar in the future.

"I thought I could handle it, but who would've guessed they were werewolves? Besides, it's not my fault you decided to get involved with someone else's wife," Nathan teased, fully aware that Alonzo had inquired about Vincent's whereabouts, making it easy for him to figure what happened . 

"Let's put the past behind us. What matters is that you're safe," Vincent tried to shift the conversation away from the awkward topic. He didn't want Nathan to keep reminding him of his mistake.

"By the way, is Nathalie okay? I haven't seen her in ages," he asked.

"Buddy, I don't think it's a good idea for you to see my sister," Nathan shook his head, his tone defensive.

"Why not?"

"It's because of your face," Nathan replied with a sigh.

"Right, she'd be shocked to see me like this. I doubt she can even recognize me now" Vincent conceded.

"I'm not talking about your physical appearance," Nathan clarified.

"Then why don't you want me to see her?"

A pause hung in the air as Nathan contemplated whether it was appropriate to share his impression .His mind churned with thoughts, and he carefully considered the potential impact of his words. But ultimately, he decided to speak his mind.

"It's because you've become a notorious player, and I don't want my sister to become one of your victims!" he admitted.

Vincent was left speechless, unable to believe that his bestfriend would think about him this way. Does he really look like serial womanizer?

He wanted to defend himself, but no words came to mind.

Suddenly, the room's entrance swung open, and a beautiful petite woman gracefully stepped inside, her arms laden with a tempting array of cookies and cakes. Her presence injected a touch of sweetness and warmth into the atmosphere, catching everyone's attention.

"Sophia!" Nathan exclaimed, a bright smile illuminating his face. "You always know how to make an entrance."

She returned the smile, "I thought you all could use a little treat," she said, placing the delectable treats on a nearby table.

Vincent's eyes widened with appreciation . "Thank you, you're a lifesaver," he chimed in, his earlier worries momentarily forgotten.

"I'm your girlfriend so its only right that I serve you some snacks. Enjoy them while they're fresh!" With a smile, Sophia excused herself and left the room.

"Is it just me, or has Sophia become even more vibrant lately?" Nathan inquired, his tone laced with curiosity and a hint of teasing. "Did you slip her some secret vitality potion, buddy?"

Vincent's laughter filled the air, his eyes twinkling with amusement at Nathan's remark.

"Well, I did give her something, but I highly doubt it qualifies as a magical potion," he replied, his voice laced with playful banter.

"See, buddy? Now you understand why I've been hesitant about you meeting my sister,"

"I was just joking ," he exclaimed. He raised his hands in surrender, adding, "No need to make me the bad guy here!"

"Womanizer " Nathan rolled his eyes. 

The two friends continued their banter, their lighthearted exchange filling the room. However, amidst the playful conversation, Vincent's thoughts drifted to the upcoming day. He had just received a news that the Supreme Leader of the Redfang, wanted to meet with him personally.

A hint of curiosity washed over him . He had anticipated that gaining the attention of that particular person would require more trouble and effort on his part. Yet, to his surprise, it seemed that fate had played its hand, presenting him with an opportunity sooner than he had expected.

"I should prepare for tomorrow " he muttered under his breath,

Tomorrow held the promise of new opportunities and challenges, as he embarked on a meeting that would test his ability and push him further into the depths of the underground criminal world.