Killing Grimm; Graveyard of Gods

United States, Washington DC. In the heart of the nation’s capital, where the majestic edifices of power and history stand tall, a cutting-edge facility nestled among them had become the beacon of technological marvels. TECHON Labs, renowned for its groundbreaking research and innovations, was on the cusp of unveiling a revolutionary discovery. "Good morning, ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to TECHON Labs. My name is George Brown, lead researcher and beta tester of the Blessed Gem project. Today, we will introduce you to a discovery unlike any other. Please, follow me for a tour of our workspace." George Brown, a middle-aged man with thinning hair, a meticulously groomed beard, and a pair of glasses perched precariously on his nose, wore a lab coat that fluttered slightly as he began to walk. His voice carried a tone of authority and enthusiasm, resonating in the sterile, high-ceilinged corridor. The walls were adorned with sleek, modern designs, punctuated by occasional displays of f

“Halt, this is a restricted area”. The guards yelled, But Lisa wasn’t someone to scare easy, she grabbed a nearby chair and smashed the glass into a million pieces.She grabbed the crimson gem and began a mad dash towards the glass window on the edge of the room. When she arrived next to the window she didn’t hesitate to jump through it like an Olympic high jumper. She crashed directly through the glass and into the next room, Lisa didn’t know where she was going so she crashed into the equipments in the room and collapsed to the ground.Lisa groaned in pain, even before opening her eyes she could still hear the sound of people running and the inaudible sound of their screams, but Lisa still forced her eyes open and shot to her feet’s.She looked around, she seemed to have thrown herself into a lab of some sort cause there where actual real life nerds screaming in fright and trying their hardest to exit the room.[where are my?] Lisa questioned while rubbing the back of her head.~Y

TECHON Labs, Third floor.Hurried footsteps of men echoed through the stairway, Mr George and he’s crew finally made it to the point of the commotion, but when they arrived all they met was a bunch of men laying dead on the stairway.Majority of them had similar injuries, a slit throat or jabbed stomach or neck, it was clear that they were killed by the same person.“What do we do sir?”.One of the guards next to Mr George asked.Mr George puffed in rage, he’s face looked like that of a dying pig, he suddenly pulled out a pistol and shot the guard that questioned him.“What do you do?, here’s what you’re gonna do, find the bastard that did this and get my blessed gems back”. There was a short moment of silence before the men rushed out in different directions and started searching for the unknown enemy.It was at that moment Mr George’s walkie talkie received a call, which he immediately picked up hoping a useful guard actually existed in the building. “Mr George, the intruder is a fe

The next morning.Liam grunted as he’s eyes slowly opened.The previous day was both tedious and eventful for him.He glanced over at the clock on the wall that said six am, Liam doesn’t wake up this early on weekdays but the pain from the blessed gem poking at he’s leg lead to the current situation.Liam turned himself over and pulled out the gem from he’s pocket and Immediately became absorbed in its unholy lighting.The gem had dark crimson clouds within it, almost like a mini thunder storm, the outer layer was perfectly crafted beyond anything a man nor machine could ever hope to archive.And within the dark clouds Liam could had sworn he spotted a little humanoid creature frozen within it.“Blessed Gem”. Liam murmured before suddenly shooting up to he’s feet’s.He jumped he’s computer table and began to type hysterically, the keyboard keys sounded like ammunition with Liam’s fingers acting as the trigger.“Blessed gems, what exactly are they?”. The information Liam got on the in

TECHON LABs Headquarters. Today, the news outlet had a filed day at Techon, the police cars could number hundreds and the special investigation team scouted the scene of the crime with keen interest. “How does the bitch keep vanishing from our security cameras”. Mr George Brown interrogated the police woman handling the case. “It’s because someone keeps hacking into them and replacing the image of the time she passes by with the previous time a footage was taken”. Mr George Brown hissed. “In that case, fix it and figure out who the bitch is”. “It’s not that easy Mr Brown, If something like this can be fixed by using another genius then I assure you that woman would’ve been behind bars eons ago”. “Fuuuuck, my head is on the line here, we’ve got to find her somehow”. The woman looked around her as if worried they were being spied on before continuing. “That lady is wanted by seventeen governments, eighteen syndicates and over twenty-four criminal organizations and mafia groups a