Beneath the Beast

The explosions rumbled overhead, sending dust and debris raining down as the resistance raced into the underground tunnels.

Behind them, the Hellion prison yard was in chaos—bodies, wreckage, and the smoking ruin of their collapsed escape route.

But Ryo wasn't thinking about the battle behind them.

He was thinking about what waited ahead.

The Tunnels of Blacksite Zero

The corridors stretched deep underground, cold and sterile, lit by flickering overhead lights.

Serra led the way, her cybernetic eye scanning for heat signatures.

Vos moved silently beside her, rifle raised, scanning corners.

Karin checked her ammo. "So what exactly are we looking for?"

Serra didn't answer immediately.

Then she pointed at a sealed blast door ahead.

> "Whatever the hell Hellion buried down here."

Classified Experiments

Ryo stared at the security panel next to the door.

It was old, but still active—glowing with Hellion's signature red interface.

He reached out—and the system responded.

> [ACCESSING HELLION ARCHIVES…]

[SECURITY CLEARANCE OVERRIDE GRANTED.]

[PROJECT FILES UNLOCKED.]

Ryo's vision flickered.

Data flooded his mind—blueprints, logs, old security footage.

Then—a name flashed across the screen.

> [PROJECT TITAN: STATUS – ACTIVE.]

Serra cursed. "That's not good."

Karin frowned. "What the hell is Project Titan?"

Ryo's gut twisted.

He didn't have the full picture yet—but he knew one thing.

They weren't alone down here.

A Door Best Left Closed

Krieg stepped forward. "Only one way to find out."

He grabbed the blast door's manual lever—and pulled.

The gears screeched. The locks groaned.

And the door slid open.

Inside—

The room was massive, stretching into darkness.

Steel platforms. Hanging cables. Glass containment tubes filled with fluid.

And at the far end—

A hulking shadow, chained to the floor.

Its chest rose and fell, slow and unnatural.

Then—its eyes snapped open.

And the system screamed.

> [WARNING: PROJECT TITAN HAS AWAKENED.]

Ryo took a step back.

Because whatever this thing was—it was waking up.

And they might not be able to stop it.