Taylor (coldly): That doesn't change the fact that you're here, in a company that manipulates DNA. You didn't hesitate to dive into your plans to hybridize humanity, then?

Sabrina (shrugging slightly): I never shied away from my ambitions.

The reality was that Sabrina had applied to cloning companies with the idea of ??hybridizing humans using mongoose DNA, with the goal of creating a force capable of combating reptilian hybrids. Ideas she was actually cultivating in secret.

Sabrina: I've always had a project in mind, something big; I've already spoken to you briefly about it. Integrating mongoose DNA into Rh-positive humans has always been a dream.

Taylor (perplexed): Do you realize this could change the very nature of humanity? What about ethics, morality?

Sabrina (staring at Taylor): Ethics? Do you really think that matters in today's world? People like you, you just rule over us snakes, you're... smarter, more charismatic... of the lineage of Gods who came to Earth to consider other humans of my lineage as slaves... My plan could thus free us from the hold you have over us, for your reign to end, finally! So that we are no longer slaves to you...

Taylor (sighing): But do you realize what this could lead to? You're playing God, Sabrina. It's dangerous.

Sabrina (with a cold smile): And that's exactly what I've always wanted to do. Create a new human race. A necessary development. And how did you even know where I worked? I didn't tell anyone.

Taylor: Thanks to a private investigator I hired to find out where you worked.

A tense silence fell between them, each measuring the other, their faces thick with palpable tension.

Sabrina: You came just to find out about the company I worked for?

Taylor: It's about Angelo.

Sabrina's face instantly fell.

Sabrina: Angelo? Why should I worry about him? He's dead.

Taylor straightened, realizing Sabrina wouldn't understand the gravity of the situation.

Taylor: He needs our help to come back. I think you're the only one who can give him a chance. My intuition told me your secret business could be useful to us.

Sabrina, puzzled, raised her eyebrows.

Sabrina: Why would I want to do that? I don't consider him indispensable on Earth. He was just a singer and musician, nothing extraordinary.

Taylor (insisted): But he has so much potential, he's so kind. You could make an exception. I'm sure you could help him in some way.

Sabrina stared at her, her sharp eyes searching for Taylor's sincerity.

Sabrina: I don't raise the dead, Taylor. This is not my field, and I am not interested in projects that do not bring me anything, even though thanks to you, I was able to bring back the 2 people I had asked you to bring back and then lock them in urns that I then reintegrated into their original bodies but in the form of clones. Max-Emile to start with, my first draconian boyfriend whose identity I did not know at the time...

(Flashback)

Sunlight filtered through the classroom windows, illuminating the teenagers' faces. Laughter and whispers echoed. At the back of the room, Max-Emile, tall and imposing, had a frightening aura that made the other students tremble with fear. Beside him, Sabrina, a shy, fragile-looking preteen, watched him with admiration, and

Max-Emile had clearly sensed this, as he had the power to read people's thoughts and fully grasp their souls. So, he had taken care to get close to her, and they became friends.

A few weeks later... Their relationship began and quickly evolved with promises of eternal love, but things soon took an unexpected turn. Each of Max-Emile's provocations gradually turned into hostility. Fear gripped Sabrina as she desperately tried to understand what he wanted. She was unable to stand up to him, even when he approached a girl, but especially other boys just to provoke a reaction from her. She remained inhibited, and above all, she didn't want to go home covered in injuries, since he could be very violent, so she had to be very docile towards him.

(End of Flashback)

...

(Flashback)

Sabrina stood in her lab, surrounded by scientific equipment and cloning equipment, a world that gave her a sense of power. She was determined to use Max-Emile not only as a hunting tool, but also as a means to create an army of loyal hybrids. Sabrina's gaze was determined, and her mind haunted by her past. Max-Emile's memories haunted her as she held two urns in her hands.

Sabrina (murmuring to herself): Do I really have the right to do this?

While she was working, a colleague joined her and asked.

Colleague (his tone filled with concern): You know what you're doing is dangerous, right?

She answered.

Sabrina (firm voice): I'm willing to take the risk. Max-Emile will be our asset. He can seduce and manipulate both men and women.

Colleague: But what happens when he starts to have desires of his own? Clones can develop emotions.

Sabrina turned to him, challenging his gaze.

Sabrina: I can't afford to be weak. Hybrids are a threat, and I'm not going to let my feelings get in the way of my mission.

That evening, as she pondered her ambitions, an idea took root in her mind. She decided to explore a new technology that would allow her to control clones, programming them to obey her commands unwaveringly. But she knew she had to act quickly, as tensions were rising in the outside world. She preferred they start with their original personalities to begin with.

...

The next day, she looked at the urns, anger and sadness mingling within her. These urns contained the ashes of Max-Emile and Rémi, two men who had crossed her path. Their deaths had been caused by Thomas.

Sabrina (in a firm voice): I want to be able to push the limits of humanity. Thank you, Taylor, for your séance that allowed you to bring them back.

She stood up, determined, her thoughts ablaze with a desire for power and creation. The shadow of her past and the weight of her decisions guided her as she headed toward the heart of her laboratory, ready to defy fate and create a new reality, like a modern-day Adam and Eve.

The labyrinth of underground tunnels, hidden from the world, awaited her for a new stage of her quest, a path fraught with pitfalls, but illuminated by her will to transcend the boundaries of life and death.

Sabrina stood in front of a large window, observing the laboratory where her clone was materializing. The fluorescent light created a cold, clinical atmosphere, contrasting with the warmth she felt within. Max-Emile, her former boyfriend, appeared as a clone of the man she had known a few years younger. The memory of their tumultuous relationship, tinged with violence, overwhelmed her.

She remembered the arguments, the shouting, and the pain. But now, all that was behind her. She had the power, and he would be her slave, her weapon. She watched him straighten, his familiar features becoming defined before her eyes.

A satisfied smile played on Sabrina's lips.

Sabrina: You're mine now. You know how to seduce and manipulate, and that's exactly what I need.

The young man's hands and ankles were handcuffed.

Sabrina: I'll give you the privilege of penetrating my mind to determine my identity.

Max-Emile: ...

Sabrina: You've lost your tongue, yet I remember it like it was yesterday, we were young teenagers...

How do you find my new body, attractive, right?

He simply spat rudely on the ground, to indicate to her that she was no longer edible in his eyes.

Sabrina: Oh yes, I forgot that you were a demanding man... But, save your saliva, you'll need it or not, it will depend on your decision. Since when we first met, you seemed to have a preference for tall, blond, blue-eyed, and rather muscular young men, your blood brothers. I'm going to give you the opportunity to capture some and bring them back to me. Of course, you can play with them first. They'll serve as guinea pigs for my experiments. Here's your contract: you have 24 hours. If you refuse, well, I'll blow your brains out.

She stood up and removed the handcuffs.

Sabrina: So how does it feel to be in a position of weakness?

Max-Emile's expression was both stoic and disdainful. Although he looked like an ordinary man, his posture was that of a predator waiting to show who held the power in this situation. Sabrina, for her part, watched him closely, a mixture of curiosity and defiance in her gaze.

Max-Emile didn't react with words. Instead, he gave a slight smile, a sneer that testified to his arrogance. He approached the desk slowly, each step measured, as if he wanted to soak up the space and the authority surrounding him. In a heavy silence, he stopped directly in front of Sabrina, towering over her.

He narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Sabrina with a piercing gaze. He took a deep breath, then, with a quick, calculated movement, he snatched the contract from the desk. Instead of signing it, he turned it over, placing it face down, as a gesture of contempt for the authority she was attempting to exert over him. This simple act spoke volumes about his willingness to challenge her position.

Sabrina, taken aback, sensed the tension in the air. Without saying a word, she took a step forward, considerably closing the space between them. He knew her very presence was a subtle threat. He moved even closer, until their eyes met, and in that silent exchange, he conveyed a clear message: he would not bend easily. And he made a subtle gesture that he was going to slit her throat, a gesture he had once made when they were teenagers and a couple.

The chip implanted in her body, although a symbol of constraint, seemed strangely removed from her concerns. Max-Emile managed to exude an aura of defiance, as if he were ready to brave the consequences, no matter how deadly they might be. The scene was tense, with each passing second amplifying the power play between them. 55) Sabrina, despite her role as creator, began to understand that he wouldn't submit without a fight. This confrontation, marked by silence and tension, perfectly illustrated the conflict between authority and rebellion, suggesting that the road ahead would be fraught with pitfalls for both protagonists.

(End of Flashback)

Taylor: A draconian?

Sabrina: And yes, a draconian. Not to mention that I could also reconnect with other intellectual reptilians I knew in my childhood, if I wanted, with such prestigious career paths... Rémi, the reptilian, who was the passive conspiracy theorist who exposed the reptilians of his own species... having lied to me for four years about his identity, whom I finally decided to bring back, after some reflection...

Camille Lacourt "Rémi"

Kiernan Shipka "Sabrina"

(Flashback)

A few hours later, in a dark office...

A former soldier, Rémi had dedicated his life to denouncing reptilian hybrids even though he himself was one, but this crusade had cost him dearly. Thomas, a reptilian hybrid, whom he had challenged, had shot him dead, determined to silence anyone who dared to reveal the truth about their existence. Before killing him, he had forced him to reveal his identity to all his followers. This is how Sabrina learned who Rémi really was, that he had lied to her for four years, trying to convince her that he wasn't a reptilian like Thomas.

He was now resurrected by Sabrina in clone form. She entered the office with an aura of determination, her gaze intense.

Sabrina: Hello, Rémi, back among the living.

She replied with words as sharp as a blade.

Sabrina: You were killed by Thomas for denouncing the hybrids. I know your story.

Rémi straightened up, anger and pain resurfacing in him.

Rémi: I won't apologize for telling the truth. You told him about me, didn't you? Because I don't see how an American actor could have known about me. Not being in contact with any celebrity in this completely corrupt showbiz world that you're ultimately a part of, you've chosen your side...

Sabrina: I'm a free woman who doesn't belong to any community. The only thing I don't tolerate is lies. You lied to me for four years about your true identity, at that moment... You officially became an enemy. And it cost you your life to denounce your kind.

Rémi: So you sent Thomas to kill me...

Sabrina: ...

Rémi: You've become as corrupt as them... You're completely manipulated...

Sabrina: I brought you back for a reason. You will no longer denounce them; you will actively fight against them under my leadership.

Rémi: What do you mean?

Sabrina: I am now God, your creator.

Rémi: The incarnation of Lilith.

Sabrina: No matter what nickname you wish to give me... you owe me absolute obedience, otherwise, I will destroy you... A chip is inserted inside you, which means I can blow you up at any moment. You thought we were the same, the same Rhesus... because you noticed our personalities were similar, that we could be compatible... But when I revealed to you that I had the opposite Rhesus to yours, I felt like an icy wind crossed my computer screen, surely assuming that I was just an uninteresting human, inferior perhaps unlike you? How humiliating, and I should feel empathy for you?

Rémi: I...

Sabrina: I'm not finished, snake! When your creator speaks, you keep quiet and wait for her to give you permission to speak, you no longer belong to the old world you lived in, but to a new world, the one I am gradually beginning to turn around, slowly and gently but actively... since no man still has the courage to turn the planet around, well, I volunteered, not by sitting back like you, conspiracy theorists, trying to awaken as many people as possible, passively...This is a job for women, not for men, your place is to be on the ground, acting, not to stay glued to your office chairs. Especially you, former soldier, reptilian shapeshifter... You can still thank me for bringing you back among us. I'm giving you a second chance to act; you were too young to die... I give you permission to speak now...

Rémi: You are and will remain eternally in love with Thomas, who unfortunately disappointed you with his reptilian origins and his preference for men.

Sabrina: That's what you all thought, that I had feelings for him when I was just looking to evolve, to collaborate with him on the occult level that he helps me to get in touch with the entities around me, as a medium, I expected a lot from him since I had no "special" contacts around me, sorcerer or medium and I also hoped that he succumbs to my Yaoi stories so that I become the greatest Hollywood screenwriter of Yaoi. It was not love, it was ambition both personal and professional ... I was already married to a man and I seized this opportunity when Tokio Hotel wanted to collaborate with Thomas. But, let's stop this useless chatter and come back to the present. Here is our contract, you will have 24 hours, the moment you cross the exit door of this office. As a former soldier, your mission will be to recruit men and women...whose missions will be to infiltrate the triangular communities, which will involve making pacts with the devil, shedding your blood, submitting to everything they ask of you, and forbidding you to think that God can save you in difficult times... In my new world, we fight the devil, we don't wait for a God to take care of him. Submission, rebellion, extermination....three words that should resonate in your mind. Here's your contract, you have 24 hours, come back tomorrow, if I don't have your signature at the bottom of this page, I'll blow you up, you can go.

Rémi hesitated, his hands trembling slightly.

Sabrina: I also want you to simultaneously form an army against your blood brothers. Former soldiers, people who can fight. Together, you can destroy them. If you unite, whether they're human or shapeshifter, unite instead of remaining passive, each one sitting in your office chair, making the news like retired grandfathers. Men's place is on the ground, and women are behind their screens, making conspiracy theories.

Rémi: I don't want to be a pawn in your personal war.

Sabrina smiles, determined.

Sabrina: Know that I will not tolerate any lies. You're a shapeshifter, not a mere human, and I won't hesitate to send you back where you came from if you betray me again.

Rémi: I... I'm not sure I can do what you're asking. It's... it's a lot to take on.

Sabrina (smiles arrogantly): Oh, but you don't really have a choice, Rémi. You understand that, don't you? Your life depends on your obedience.

Rémi lowered his gaze, but tried to compose himself.

Rémi: I... I know you're powerful, that you had to shed your blood to reach this leadership position and many other things.

Sabrina: I don't need your approval to validate my journey, and your insinuations only underline your jealousy of my success, when your life as a conspiracy theorist when you were alive consisted of sitting in front of a computer.

Rémi: But I don't understand why I should submit to all this. I'm not a soldier of fortune.

Sabrina (piercing gaze): You were once a soldier, weren't you? I'm sure you have some courage left in you. But look where it's gotten you. You're here, under my control.

Rémi: I'm not an animal to be trained... I... I'm not like that.

Sabrina: Really, say the shapeshifter? Then why are you speaking to me so hesitantly? Listen to me carefully, Rémi. You're already linked to me by this chip. Refusing would be a suicidal choice.

Rémi: I understand, I understand... but... I'm scared. I don't like this idea of ??a pact with the devil.

Sabrina (bitter laugh): Fear is a weakness. But you still have time to change your mind. You have 24 hours. Think carefully about what that means for you...

Rémi: I don't know if I can... I don't want to die yet, but I don't want to be your pawn either.

Sabrina let out an exasperated sigh.

Sabrina: You have to choose. Either you become a tool in my plan, or you face the consequences. Don't waste time on unnecessary doubts.

Rémi: Okay... I'll think about it. But I'm really... lost.

Sabrina: Lost, yes. But remember, the path you choose now will decide your destiny. See you tomorrow, Rémi.

(End of Flashback)

Camille Lacourt "Rémi"

Kiernan Shipka "Sabrina"

Pierre Garnier "Angelo"

Taylor Momsen-"Trumper"

Sabrina: So yes, let's say I resurrect the dead, but only half-heartedly, but only if I feel they're essential to our damned planet.

Taylor took a deep breath, knowing she had to call on Sabrina's determination.

Taylor: If you could use your influence and resources to give him another chance, it could put you in the spotlight in an incredible way. Helping someone become who they were, even if it's not a project that excites you, could further enhance your reputation. 44) We could think of a scenario that would feature you, such as, for example, you found Angelo... that he wasn't actually dead and that...

Sabrina pursed her lips.

Sabrina: You don't understand. I don't take on projects simply out of the kindness of a heart. And your scenario is completely unbelievable. If I bring people back among us as clones, well, they'll manage on their own. If they're recognized on the street, it's none of my business. 47) But I'll think about your request, although I won't make any promises.

Taylor felt a mixture of relief and concern.

Taylor: Thank you, Sabrina. This could really change things.

The singer decided it was time to investigate the events surrounding Star Academy. She remembered that Sabrina had also been a candidate. She approached the question cautiously.

Taylor: I wanted to know, how did the competition between Thomas and Angelo go? Was there any tension?

Sabrina (evasive): No, no tension. Thomas was determined to win, but that's normal in this kind of competition.

Taylor couldn't ignore a growing sense of foreboding in his mind.

Taylor: You know, I can't help but think he might be capable of anything to win...

Sabrina: Maybe.

...

Taylor found Angelo, who was eagerly awaiting news. With a hopeful look in his eyes, he asked:

Angelo: So, what did she say?

Taylor: She's skeptical, but she promised to think about it. I'll do everything in my power to convince her and bring you back.

Angelo smiled slightly, comforted by Taylor's words.

Angelo: I trust you. I know you'll do anything for me.

Taylor took a deep breath, determined to move forward on this quest. She knew the road ahead would be strewn with pitfalls, but with Angelo by her side, she was ready to face any challenge.

A few weeks passed...

In a hangar located in the basement of the underground base beneath the Cloning Company where Sabrina worked... Sabrina's army began to form, and Rémi emerged as a charismatic leader, recruiting former soldiers who had witnessed the threat posed by hybrids as conspirators. 20) They followed her orders with blind loyalty, sharing their desire for revenge.

The training was intense. Rémi taught them to recognize the signs of a hybrid, to be wary of appearances, something Sabrina had taught her. She didn't know if Rémi actually knew how to detect them, as a hybrid like them, but for some reason preferred to ignore them.

Rémi: They may appear human, but don't let them fool you. They can kill you without hesitation.

His voice echoed through the hangar.

Sabrina watched, satisfied with the growth of her army. But as the group grew, rumors began to circulate. Some began to question Sabrina's true intentions. She feared that doubts would take hold, which could compromise her entire plan, especially with the presence of Max-Emile, a draconian hybrid. She hesitated to completely erase his memory so that he would no longer remember their shared past.

One evening, as they were finishing a training session, Sabrina summoned Rémi to her office.

Sabrina: I need you to maintain order among the troops. If anyone starts to doubt us, it could be fatal.

Rémi nodded, aware of the importance of his mission.

Rémi: I'll do whatever it takes to keep them together. But I advise you not to underestimate their ability to think for themselves.

Sabrina scowled. Rémi's words made her think about the fine line she had to walk between control and freedom.

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