The room was dark and cold.Livya slowly opened her eyes. Bright lights blinked around her. Her head hurt. She couldn't remember her name, but a voice whispered inside her mind—"Welcome, Subject WD30."
Doctors in white coats moved around her, typing on glowing screens.She tried to speak, but her voice was weak.One of them smiled cruelly. "Don't fight it, Livya. You're part of something greater now."
Pain shot through her body. Her heart pounded faster than a machine. Suddenly, she could hear every tiny sound—the hum of electricity, the scientist's heartbeat,
Something inside her change.
When they left her alone, she looked at her reflection in a glass panel. Her eyes glowed faint blue.
Late at night, alarms began to ring.Livya's body moved faster than she ever thought possible. She broke free from the metal cuffs holding her down. The lab doors slammed open as red lights flashed everywhere.
Guards ran toward her, but she moved like lightning.One guard fired his gun, and she caught the bullet mid-air—her fingers burned, but she didn't stop.She hit the power control panel, and sparks exploded through the room.
"Lockdown breach!" someone screamed.
Livya smashed through a glass wall and ran into the rain outside.The city lights blurred as she disappeared into the dark streets, leaving behind smoke, fire, and chaos.For the first time, she felt free—but she also felt lost.
Days passed. Livya hid in an abandoned warehouse.Her body was changing more each day. She could heal wounds quickly, see in the dark, and hear conversations blocks away.
But she also had nightmares—faces of scientists, the cold voice calling her "Subject WD30."
Using the memories that slowly returned, she traced a symbol she had seen in the lab: WD30.She hacked into old databases and found hidden files about the project.They had taken hundreds of people before her—none survived.
She clenched her fists."They used me. Now I'll destroy them."
Livya made her first move—attacking a secret lab in the city's underground.She faced trained soldiers and drones, but she fought with a fury they'd never seen.She left a message on the lab's wall, written in glowing letters:"I'm coming for you."
Far away, in a tall black tower, a man watched the footage of her escape.He smiled—a cold, dangerous smile."Activate Phase 2," he said.
His name was Dr. Varen, the true creator of Project WD30.He had been waiting for this day.
In a secret lab beneath the city, he opened a metal chamber.Inside stood a man—half human, half machine—eyes glowing red."Meet your match, Livya," Varen whispered. "Let's see how perfect my creation truly is."
The city slept under silver moonlight.
But Livya was awake, standing on the roof of an old building, her eyes glowing faint blue. The wind brushed her hair as she looked down at the streets below. Somewhere out there… the people who destroyed her life were still moving freely.
Her fingers clenched. Not for long.
Suddenly, her vision flickered—like static in her mind.
A signal.
Someone was tracking her.
Before she could react, the sky exploded in a flash of red light. A huge figure dropped from above, landing on the street below with a metallic crash. Sparks flew as the ground cracked beneath his feet.
He wasn't human.
Half his face was metal, half was flesh. One red eye glowed like fire.
"Subject WD30," the cyborg said in a deep mechanical voice. "Dr. Varen sends his regards."
Livya's heart pounded. She jumped down, landing hard but steady.
"So he finally sends a toy to kill me," she said coldly.
The cyborg's metal arms extended into sharp blades.I am PERFECTION."
He charged at her.
The impact was like thunder. Livya blocked his first hit, but the second blow threw her across the street. She rolled, glass shattering around her.
Pain flashed through her body—but her anger was stronger.
She leapt forward, moving faster than human eyes could see, kicking him in the chest. Sparks exploded from his armor.
she shouted.
The cyborg growled and grabbed a car, throwing it straight at her.
Livya dodged, the car crashing into flames behind her.
Her eyes glowed brighter—blue energy spreading through her veins.
"Let's finish this," she whispered.
They collided again—metal against flesh, machine against heart.
Every hit shook the ground. Buildings cracked. Alarms screamed in the distance.
Finally, Livya landed a final strike—her hand glowing as she drove it through the cyborg's chest. Electricity burst out in a blinding flash.
The machine froze.
"You… were never supposed to exist," it said before collapsing in smoke.
Livya stood still, breathing hard.
But then… she heard a faint sound. A voice.
"Good job, Livya. You've passed the real test."
Her blood ran cold.
The voice wasn't from the cyborg. It came from inside her head.
From Dr. Varen.
He had connected his mind to her neural system all along.
This battle wasn't the end—it was just the beginning
Rain pounded the city, turning streets into mirrors of fire and shadow.
Livya sat in the ruins of the last battle, her body aching—but her mind sharper than ever.
Then it hit her.
A whisper inside her head, soft, venomous:
Her eyes snapped open. Blue sparks flickered across her veins.
Dr. Varen had hacked her mind through the experiment. Every thought, every fear, every memory—he could touch it.
No one could fight him like this… except her.
Livya clenched her fists.
She closed her eyes and plunged into the storm of her own mind.
Inside, the world twisted. Cities crumbled, skies bled red, and shadowy figures lurked in every corner. Memories of the lab, the pain, the endless experiments—each one formed monsters that lunged at her.
"You will fail," Varen's voice echoed from everywhere at once.
"You are mine."
But Livya smiled.
She was no longer the scared girl trapped in a lab.
She was WD30—the perfect storm.
She ran through the collapsing streets of her mind, dodging creatures made of steel and fire.
With each step, her powers surged. Her fists burned like molten lightning. Her eyes glowed brighter, cutting through the darkness.
Suddenly, she saw him—Dr. Varen, sitting atop a throne of wires and glowing screens, his face half-human, half-circuitry.
"Welcome to your prison, Livya," he said.
"Here, I control everything."
Her heart pounded.
"Not everything," she hissed.
Lightning exploded from her hands, smashing the wires around his throne. Sparks flew, shadows screamed, and the entire mental world shook.
Varen's laughter echoed like metal grinding on stone.
"You are strong… but you will never break me!"
Livya's jaw tightened. She leapt at him, fists blazing. The sky of her mind cracked open as energy and fury collided, shaking her very soul.
Every strike she landed burned away her fear, every blow taught her who she really was.
WD30 wasn't just a subject. She was revenge made flesh, lightning made alive.
And somewhere deep inside… she heard a new heartbeat.
A sound that promised a new enemy, a darker twist, a fight bigger than she imagined.