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SEVENTY TWO HOURS
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ECHOES OF THE PAST THE SEVERANCE ACTIVATED
Cutting the corrupt connection between Richard's control mechanisms and the consciousness he artificially created. Your hunters will survive, Richard. But they won't be yours anymore." Through the chamber, I felt artificial hunters' awareness shifting. The programming that had defined their existence was dissolving, replaced by something Richard had never intended to give them—genuine autonomy. "No," Richard breathed. "Without the control protocols, they're just... people. Confused, directionless people with enhanced abilities they don't understand. I gave them purpose, structure, meaning!" "You gave them slavery," Damian replied, somehow finding strength to stand despite The Severance having drained him nearly as much as me. "Aria's giving them choice." The nearest artificial hunter stumbled, his expression shifting from programmed certainty to bewildered awareness. "I... what am I doing here? Why was I trying to hurt you?" "Because Richard Grayson told you to," I answered
ECHOES OF THE PAST THE BURN OUT
"The Severance Protocol," he whispered. "You're insane. Even The Balance forbids that technique. The reality damage alone could...." "Could kill me," I finished. "Could tear apart my consciousness permanently. Could create cascading failures in supernatural balance across the entire global network. Yes, I know the risks. I studied them extensively before deciding this was our only option." The Severance Protocol. A technique so dangerous that most Guardians didn't believe it actually existed, dismissing it as legend or myth. I''d found references in The Balance's oldest archives, descriptions of reality manipulation operating at levels that made conventional supernatural abilities seem trivial by comparison. It required complete sacrifice—burning out the practitioner's resurrected consciousness to temporarily alter fundamental reality parameters. A suicide technique that could rewrite the rules themselves, but at the cost of everything the practitioner was. "Aria, no," Dami
ECHOES OF THE PAST RICHARD'S END GAME
Richard ordered the artificial hunters present. "Both traitors serve no purpose now." But the traitor was faster than expected, moving with enhanced speed that suggested they'd been holding back their capabilities. They engaged the nearest hunters, buying us crucial seconds. "Now would be an excellent time for whatever plan you've prepared," the traitor shouted while fighting. "I can give you maybe two minutes before they overwhelm me." Through my dampened but still functional perception, I felt Richard's confidence, his certainty that even with the traitor's redemption, we were still trapped in circumstances that favored him completely. He was wrong. I'd been preparing for this exact scenario throughout our two weeks of training, developing techniques specifically designed to function under suppression. Richard thought his fields would neutralize my abilities. Instead, they just forced me to work harder, reach deeper, access the fundamental levels of consciousness that n
ECHOES OF THE PAST THE FINAL BATTLE BEGAN
The cathedral rose from the countryside like a monument to false promises, its Gothic spires reaching toward gray morning sky as if seeking absolution for the violence about to unfold within its walls. We'd arrived two hours before the deadline, using time to assess Richard's defenses while our limited Guardian allies positioned themselves around the perimeter. "Thirty artificial hunters visible on exterior patrol," Damian reported, his tactical awareness processing movement patterns through binoculars. "Probably twice that number inside. Plus whatever conventional security Richard arranged." Through my evolved perception, I felt them too—artificial consciousness that mimicked natural resurrection but carried subtle wrongness, like music played slightly off-key. Richard had refined his process since the facility, creating enhanced operatives who moved with coordination that rivaled genuine Balance hunters. "Suppression fields active throughout the building," Veena confirme
ECHOES OF THE PAST WE ARE READY FOR WAR
You want to sacrifice yourself to stop Richard? Fine. But don't expect me to just accept it without fighting to keep you alive.""Maybe you should be focusing on the mission instead of on me," I said, the exhaustion and fear making me cruel. "Richard's counting on us being distracted by personal feelings. We need to be tactical, not emotional.""Tactical?" Damian's voice carried an edge I'd never heard before. "You want tactical? Tactically speaking, your plan has maybe thirty percent success probability. You're attempting techniques that have never been done, under combat conditions, while exhausted and pushed beyond sustainable limits. That's not tactical. That's suicide with extra steps.""Then what's your alternative?" I challenged. "Let Richard win? Let him kill the hostages and release the bioweapon? Accept that some things are too impossible even for resurrected hunters?""My alternative is asking for help instead of carrying everything alone," Damian replied. "Trusting your
ECHOES OF THE PAST PREPARING FOR WAR
Richard's voice provided narration: "Just so you understand the stakes, that device you barely see is the bioweapon delivery system. It's programmed to activate if I don't input a specific code every twelve hours. Miss one code entry, and it releases globally. Attempt to disable it, and it releases immediately. And in case you're wondering, there are seven identical devices positioned worldwide. You'd need to neutralize all of them simultaneously to prevent release." The video ended with a final message appearing on screen: "Seventy-two hours. The choice is yours, but every option leads through me. See you at the wedding." "-RG" "Seven devices," Damian said grimly. "Positioned worldwide, requiring simultaneous neutralization. He's thought of everything." "Not everything," I replied, feeling the power that had manifested at the facility stirring inside me again. "He hasn't accounted for what I became while he was torturing me. He doesn't understand that his procedures didn't
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