[LOCATION: THE FORBIDDEN SECTOR - UNKNOWN FOREST]
[TIME: TEMPORAL SHIFT +3 YEARS]
The moonlight didn't reach the forest floor. It was blocked by the thick, mutated canopy and the black smoke of a burning Nairobi in the distance.
Audesta's lungs were screaming. Her boots thudded against the damp earth, tripping over roots that felt like skeletal fingers. Behind her, the sounds were nightmares made flesh—the wet snarls of Lycans and the rhythmic, terrifying silence of Vampires gliding through the trees.
She wasn't fast enough. No human was.
A massive shadow leaped, pinning her to a moss-covered oak. Audesta gasped, looking up into the eyes of the beast. But as the creature's fur receded and the claws shrank into manicured nails, the horror only deepened.
"Is that really you... Mogana?" Audesta whispered, her voice trembling. "I have to tell Kennie... he doesn't know you're one of them. You're the one who set him up!"
Mogana smiled, a cold, predatory curve of the lips. "Don't worry about telling him, Audesta. Because that won't happen. You're dying right now."
As Mogana's hand transformed back into a jagged claw, aiming for Audesta's throat, the air in the forest suddenly... froze.
[SCENE: KENNIE'S HIDEONT - 10 MILES AWAY]
Deep in the shadows of a subterranean vault, Kennie's eyes snapped open. The city above was hunting him, drones scouring every alley to end his life. But his ears, tuned to the frequency of the blood he shared with her, heard a scream from the forest.
He didn't run. He shattered the laws of physics.
In a blur that made time itself stutter and stall, Kennie moved. One moment he was in the vault; the next, a sonic boom leveled the trees behind Mogana.
"I knew it," a voice growled, vibrating with a power that made the ground shake. "The one who set me up. The snake in the grass."
Mogan spun around, shrieking a command. Her allies—a twisted hybrid pack of Vampires who had chosen the path of the Lycan—lunged from the darkness.
They never stood a chance.
The Genesis Core inside Kennie hummed with a celestial frequency. When Mogan had bitten him months ago, she thought she was killing him with the Lycan virus. She was wrong. The Core had protected him, forcing the DNA to mutate, merging Human, Vampire, and Lycan into something the Multiverse hadn't seen in a thousand years.
He wasn't a hybrid anymore. He was Dracula Supreme.
He didn't even use a weapon. A flash of shadow moved, and the heads of the attackers hit the forest floor before their bodies realized they were dead.
Suddenly, the skin on Kennie's back tore open. Massive, obsidian wings erupted from his shoulders, glowing with the faint, neon-blue light of the Genesis Core. He stood there—a beast of vengeance, an immortal god of the New Nairobi.
He reached for Mogana, his hand crackling with enough power to turn her to ash.
"Wait! Don't do it!" Audesta cried out, grabbing his arm.
The red glow in Kennie's eyes flickered. The wings folded back into his skin as he forced the beast down, transforming back into the man she knew—but the man who was now more than human.
[SCREEN FADES TO BLACK]