LOGINThe corridor led them into a massive underground dome.
It was breathtaking. And terrifying.
"We are in the middle of the Sahara," Luke whispered, lowering his rifle. "How is there a jungle down here?"
The dome was filled with lush, thick vegetation. But it wasn't normal. The leaves were a sickly shade of purple. The vines pulsed as if blood was pumping through them. Giant flowers the size of car tires opened and closed, revealing jagged teeth.
The air was hot and humid, smelling of sulfur and sweet rot.
"Don't touch anything," Jackson ordered, his voice echoing in the cavernous space.
"These aren't Earth plants," Alex scanned a leaf with his handheld device. "Their DNA is... rewritten. 50% plant, 20% reptile, 30% unknown."
They walked along a glass skybridge suspended over the jungle floor. Below them, strange creatures—hybrids of lizards and wolves—prowled in the shadows.
"Why?" Serenity asked, looking at the horrors. "Why create these monsters?"
"Because evolution is messy, my dear."
A high-pitched, scratchy voice spoke from the loudspeakers hidden in the trees.
"Who's there?" Jackson aimed his gun at the control tower in the center of the dome.
"I am Dr. Phineas," the voice giggled. "Welcome to my nursery."
On a large screen above the walkway, a face appeared. It was a gaunt man with wild green hair and goggles. He looked insane.
"Arthur wanted immortality for himself," Dr. Phineas explained. "But The Order... we want to reshape the whole world. The Element doesn't just work on humans. It works on nature."
"Imagine," Phineas spread his arms. "Soldiers who can regenerate like starfish. Skin as hard as oak bark. Eyes that see in the dark like vipers. I am harvesting the best traits of nature to build the perfect human!"
"You're not building humans," Jackson said coldly. "You're building abominations."
"Critics, always critics," Phineas sighed. "Maybe you will appreciate my work more... if you become part of the fertilizer."
Click.
Suddenly, the glass skybridge beneath their feet retracted.
"Whoa!" Luke grabbed the railing.
"The plants!" Alex screamed. "Look out!"
Below them, the massive purple vines began to writhe. They shot up from the ground like tentacles, reaching for the bridge.
"They react to heat!" Alex shouted. "They are trying to grab us!"
"Open fire!" Jackson commanded.
They unleashed a hail of bullets on the vines. Green sap exploded everywhere. The plants recoiled, screeching like injured animals.
But more were coming. A giant Venus flytrap lunged at Serenity.
Jackson spun around, pulling a combat knife. He sliced the plant's head clean off in mid-air.
"Get to the tower!" Jackson pointed at the central structure. "Phineas is inside! If we kill the gardener, the garden dies!"
They sprinted across the shaking bridge, pursued by living, hungry vegetation.
"I hate nature," Luke grumbled, throwing a grenade into a cluster of vines. Boom.
Jackson kicked the door to the control tower open.
Inside, Dr. Phineas was trying to pack his samples. He looked up, surprised that they survived his garden.
"You... you ruined my hydrangeas!" Phineas cried.
"I'm going to ruin your face," Jackson grabbed him by the lab coat.
"Wait!" Phineas squealed. "Don't kill me! I'm just a scientist! I take orders!"
"Who gives the orders?" Jackson pressed the barrel of his gun against Phineas’s nose. "Who is the Grand Master?"
"I don't know his name! No one knows!" Phineas trembled. "He communicates only through the Quantum Network! But... but I know where the next shipment is going!"
"Where?"
"To the Sector Ice," Phineas gasped. "The Arctic Base. That's where they are keeping the 'Final Weapon'. The Prototype."
"What prototype?" Serenity asked, stepping forward.
Phineas looked at her with wide, fearful eyes.
"They cloned him. They tried to bring him back."
"Bring who back?" Jackson demanded.
Phineas swallowed hard.
"Your father. Liam Sterling."
The gun in Jackson's hand wavered for the first time.
His father. The man who supposedly died in that crash twenty years ago alongside Margaret.
The Order wasn't just harvesting plants. They were harvesting ghosts.
The Architect's Temporary Base. Unknown Location."Denied?" Zero stared at the screen. "What do you mean 'Access Denied'?""The bank accounts are frozen, Sir," his subordinate stammered. "Sterling bought the banks. He bought the holding companies. He even bought the electric grid supplying this building."PZZZT.The lights in Zero's office flickered and died. The emergency red lights turned on."He cut our power," Zero whispered, trembling with rage.In one hour, Jackson Sterling had dismantled an empire that took fifty years to build. No supply chain. No weapons. No money to pay the mercenaries."He thinks he can starve us out?" Zero smashed his desk lamp. "He thinks we are businessmen? We are gods!"He turned to his lieutenant."Assemble the Legion. Every remaining soldier. Every working Drone.""Sir? What is the target?""His heart," Zero pointed to a map of Long Island, New York. "The Sterling Manor. We go there tonight. We burn it to the ground. If we can't rule the world, we wil
The Architect's Temporary Base. Unknown Location."Denied?" Zero stared at the screen. "What do you mean 'Access Denied'?""The bank accounts are frozen, Sir," his subordinate stammered. "Sterling bought the banks. He bought the holding companies. He even bought the electric grid supplying this building."PZZZT.The lights in Zero's office flickered and died. The emergency red lights turned on."He cut our power," Zero whispered, trembling with rage.In one hour, Jackson Sterling had dismantled an empire that took fifty years to build. No supply chain. No weapons. No money to pay the mercenaries."He thinks he can starve us out?" Zero smashed his desk lamp. "He thinks we are businessmen? We are gods!"He turned to his lieutenant."Assemble the Legion. Every remaining soldier. Every working Drone.""Sir? What is the target?""His heart," Zero pointed to a map of Long Island, New York. "The Sterling Manor. We go there tonight. We burn it to the ground. If we can't rule the world, we wil
Sparks showered from the ceiling. The sound of tearing metal was deafening.The dining car groaned and tilted violently to the right. Tables, chairs, and expensive wine bottles slid down the slope, crashing into the wall.Jackson slammed one hand into a window frame, his other arm locked around Serenity’s waist. He stopped them from sliding into the pile of broken glass below."Don't let go!" Jackson shouted over the noise.Serenity looked down. Through the shattered window beneath them, she saw nothing but swirling snow and darkness. They were dangling over a canyon."The coupling is breaking!" Serenity yelled, pointing to the metal hook connecting their car to the rest of the train. It was stretching, groaning under the weight.CLANG.The door at the top of the tilted car (the one Zero left through) was kicked open.Two figures rappelled down into the car on zip lines.They wore sleek, matte-black armor. No faces. Just glowing red visors. They moved with robotic precision, magnetize
The Midnight Express tore through the darkness of the Swiss Alps at 300 kilometers per hour.In the exclusive private dining car, crystal glasses jingled softly with the vibration of the tracks. Outside the window, nothing existed but snow and night.Jackson adjusted his cufflinks. Under his tuxedo, he was wearing a ceramic knife taped to his ribs—the only weapon the metal detectors didn't pick up.Serenity sat opposite him, looking breathtaking in a black velvet gown. She held a clutch that contained a small vial of Margaret’s anti-serum."Nervous?" Jackson asked, pouring her water."I’m having dinner with the man who tried to kidnap our children," Serenity’s eyes were cold. "I’m not nervous. I’m restraining myself from stabbing him with a fork.""Patience," Jackson whispered.The door at the end of the car slid open.A man walked in.He looked nothing like a villain. He was handsome, in his forties, wearing a grey suit that cost more than the train itself. He had silver hair and a s
"Close your eyes," Liam commanded softly.The nursery was dimly lit. Aurora and Alex lay on the large rug, pillows under their heads. Liam sat between them in a lotus position. Jackson and Serenity watched from the couch, feeling useless but alert."Grandpa, this is unscientific," Alex muttered, keeping one eye open. "Telepathy isn't real.""Quantum entanglement is," Liam placed a finger on Alex's forehead and another on Aurora's. "Connect."A pulse of violet light rippled through the room.The Dreamscape.Alex gasped. He wasn't on the rug anymore.He was standing on an endless plane of pure white water. The sky was white. The horizon was white. It was a blank canvas."Whoa," Alex looked at his hands. They were glowing. "High definition rendering. Zero latency.""Where are the toys?" Aurora appeared next to him. In the dream, she wasn't wearing pajamas. She was wearing a sparkling fairy queen dress.Liam appeared in front of them. He looked younger here, powerful and majestic."This i
That night, the Palace was quiet. But the air was heavy.In the royal nursery, five-year-old Aurora was tossing and turning in her bed. She was sweating.“No… go away…” she whimpered in her sleep.Around her room, objects began to react to her distress. Her teddy bears floated into the air. The heavy curtains rustled as if caught in a storm, though the windows were closed. The water in her glass began to boil.In the Dream:Aurora was standing in a field of grey ash. The sky was purple.In the distance, a massive Black Tower stretched up into the clouds. It looked like a needle piercing the sky.Standing at the top of the tower was a man. He didn't have a face. Just a smooth, white mask with a single vertical line drawn on it."Come here, little star," the man’s voice echoed inside her head. "Your light belongs to me."Shadowy hands reached out from the ground, grabbing Aurora’s ankles."Daddy!" she screamed in the dream.In the Real World:CRACK!The mirror on Aurora's wall shattered







