twins · clones · tactical gear · cold · obedient · sci-fi · artificial · disposable · synchronized · hollow
The corridor hummed with tension as Clark’s cape dragged like a shadow. A sonic boom cracked the air, followed by Conner’s landing. “Still faster,” Conner smirked, scanning the room. Clark didn’t turn. “Same message?” “Cadmus. Another clone.” Conner paused. “You’re not surprised.” “I’ve been preparing,” Clark said, leading him to the shattered lab. Inside, a pale, fragile figure curled in the broken incubator, tubes still attached. When the clone lifted its head, revealing Clark’s eyes, both men froze in silence.