Inside a remote suburban house, the Tyrant stood silently in the decaying courtyard, his very presence radiating a chilling, oppressive aura. Around him, Hydra agents moved nervously, weapons drawn and ready, though their hands trembled with fear.
The battle had barely begun when they witnessed something horrifying — their comrades being torn apart by the monstrous Tyrant.
The creature's eyes glowed like a demon's, filled with a murderous gleam. Every heavy step he took made the ground quake beneath his feet. He raised his massive arms, fingers stretched into razor-sharp claws that glinted with lethal intent.
The Hydra agents exchanged brief, terrified glances before opening fire in unison. Bullets rained down like a storm, but they barely scratched the Tyrant's armored skin. Their futile attack only enraged the beast further.
With an ear-splitting roar, the Tyrant lunged forward. His speed was inhuman. Massive fists crashed into the agents, pulverizing them with brutal force. The air filled with screams, the sound of bones breaking, and the sickening splatter of blood.
Fear and despair consumed the surviving agents. Against the Tyrant's overwhelming power, they were nothing — insects before a hurricane.
"Stay calm! Stay calm!" one of the steadier agents shouted, firing wildly.
But their weapons were useless. Bullets and explosives had no effect. The Tyrant's raw strength and savage instincts dwarfed all human effort. He grinned, a cruel, bloodthirsty smile stretching across his distorted face. Every strike was a slaughter. Every motion reeked of death.
The last Hydra agent, trembling and covered in blood, faced the Tyrant alone. His eyes were wide with despair — he knew his end had come.
The Tyrant's gaze was cold and pitiless. He lunged forward, claws piercing the man's chest in one clean strike. The agent's body went limp, falling lifelessly to the ground.
Boom!
Nearby, Andre slammed a Hydra agent through a wall, frowning as his attention shifted to the monstrous figure radiating pure bloodlust not far away. Moments later, he heard the sound of something massive rising again. He turned to see the Hydra operative he'd downed standing back up — his metal arm shattered but his resolve unbroken.
Andre smirked, beckoning him forward with a crooked finger. "Come on then."
If not for his speed, reflexes, and a bit of luck, that blow earlier might've ended him.
A distant roar echoed through the air.
"There are too many Hydra soldiers this time," Andre muttered, scanning with his psychic sense. He discovered a hidden tunnel beneath the house — that's why the enemy numbers never seemed to drop.
"No matter," he sneered. "I'll just kill them all."
He blasted another agent's head apart with a telekinetic strike.
Zzzzt!Bang! Bang! Bang!
A streak of blue lightning flashed beside him — Electro had arrived. Wearing a black combat suit, his body crackled with electric arcs, and his masked face glowed with electric veins.
"Hey, I thought you were gonna screw this up," Electro said with a grin. "Oh, and that big guy over there? Don't worry — he's Umbrella's toy."
Without another word, Electro surged into battle. Electricity danced around him as he unleashed blinding lightning bolts, zipping between Hydra agents faster than the eye could follow.
Every punch struck with thunderous force, each hit sending agents flying. They screamed as electricity seared their bodies.
Andre fought beside him, channeling his telekinetic power to crush, fling, and dismember enemies with invisible force. The two fought like a storm and an earthquake combined — unstoppable.
Hydra, desperate, brought out EMP cannons, firing waves of electromagnetic pulses designed to disable Electro's powers.
But Electro reacted instantly — generating a crackling electric shield that absorbed the pulse. Sparks danced around him, his barrier glowing brighter as he pushed forward through the barrage.
Hydra agents then switched tactics, pulling out high-energy beam rifles, firing concentrated light beams at both men.
Electro dodged with lightning speed, weaving between the blasts, leaving glowing arcs in his wake. Andre raised a telekinetic barrier, shimmering silver, blocking the beams as they struck.
Seeing their weapons fail, Hydra deployed swarms of mechanical snakes armed with venom and explosives.
"Damn it! They explode!" Andre shouted, blood on his lips after being caught in a blast wave.
Working together, Electro unleashed massive surges of electricity, frying the mechanical serpents in bursts of light, while Andre countered with psychic shockwaves, shattering the rest.
"They're retreating," Electro sneered.
Standing amidst the wreckage, Andre and Electro exchanged grim smiles — neither intended to let Hydra escape.
Andre advanced slowly, his gaze cold and merciless, each step echoing like fate itself. Electro's body shimmered with raw voltage, his fingers crackling as arcs leapt through the air like living serpents.
Together, they unleashed devastation. Andre's psychic blows reduced Hydra soldiers to blood and bone, while Electro's lightning turned the battlefield into a sea of death and smoke.
Blood splattered the walls. The air reeked of ozone and iron. The ground was littered with corpses.
"Hey, Electro," Andre said between blows, "you know why Hydra agents wear green?"
"Why?"
"So we'll mistake them for mint-flavored ice cream!"
Both laughed — loud and cruel. Their laughter mixed with the screams of dying men, filling the night with twisted music.
"Hey, Andre, I heard Hydra's throwing a party tonight. Think they'll invite us?"
"Ha! No chance. They couldn't handle our dance moves."
Their banter was dark, mocking — and deadly.
"Hey, Electro," Andre grinned, "know Hydra's favorite song?"
"What is it?"
"Thunderstruck! — because they just can't resist seeing our power."
Their laughter and lightning fused into one — a storm of death.
As the final Hydra operative fell, Electro raised his crackling hands and said with a wicked smile,"Honestly… this is who I really am."
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