เข้าสู่ระบบBack on the Sterling Explorer, the medics were treating Luke and Sebastian.
Serenity stood on the deck, wrapped in a blanket, watching the divers recover debris from the ocean surface.
Margaret walked up to her. The older woman looked tired, her age finally catching up with her after the adrenaline faded.
"He's not down there," Margaret said softly, looking at the water where the city had imploded.
"Are you sure?" Serenity asked. "The explosion was massive."
"I can feel him," Margaret touched her heart. "Liam. The bond we shared... it was broken for twenty years when I was frozen. But now? It’s humming again."
She pulled a small, wet piece of paper from her pocket.
"One of the sailors found this on the deck an hour ago. Before you surfaced."
Serenity took the paper. It was an old-fashioned naval chart. On the back, scribbled in charcoal, were coordinates.
The Himalayan Mountains.
"He left me a map," Margaret smiled, tears glistening in her eyes. "He isn't running away because he is scared. He is running because he is hunting."
"Hunting what?" Jackson joined them, holding a sleeping Alex.
"Whatever created The Order," Margaret looked at the coordinates. "Alistair and Stefan were just puppets. The source of the Element... it didn't come from Earth. Liam is going to find the origin."
Jackson groaned. "Does that mean we have to climb Everest next?"
"No," Margaret took the paper back. "This is my journey, Jackson. You have a kingdom to rule and children to raise. I will find your father."
"You can't go alone," Serenity protested.
"I won't be alone," Sebastian limped over, leaning on a cane. "Someone has to carry her luggage."
Jackson looked at his mother and his loyal guard. He realized he couldn't stop them. The adventure was in their blood.
One week later. The Palace.
The family was safe. But the world had changed.
In the nursery, Aurora was wide awake.
She was staring at the ceiling. Above her crib, a mobile of stars and planets was spinning slowly.
But there was no wind. The windows were closed.
Alex walked in. He watched the mobile spinning faster and faster, powered by an invisible force coming from the baby.
He pulled out his tablet.
[ ENERGY SIGNATURE DETECTED: CATEGORY 5. ]
"You are getting stronger," Alex whispered to his baby sister. "And Dad thinks the war is over."
Alex’s screen flickered. A new message popped up on his private encrypted server. It wasn't from a friend.
[ MESSAGE FROM: UNKNOWN ]
"Nice work in the trench, kid. You have potential. Ready for Level 2?"
Alex narrowed his eyes. The hackers of The Order were gone. This was someone else. Someone better.
"Who are you?" Alex typed back.
"We are the Architects. We built the chessboard your father is playing on."
Alex deleted the log immediately. He looked at Aurora, then out the window at the peaceful garden where his parents were having tea.
He decided not to tell them. Not yet. They needed a break.
"Don't worry, Sis," Alex adjusted his glasses, a cold, determined smile appearing on his face. "I'll handle Level 2."
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







