LOGIN3:36 a.m. – Voss Penthouse
Aurora ran.
The everything seemed blurred as she walked through the corridor,barefoot,her hair free falling on her shoulder all messy ,beating louder than the monitors. The nurse tried to stop her, whispering between them something about oxygen saturation and morphine, but Aurora, unable to hear them, pushed open the doors to Victor’s room with the little strength she could gather. On entering the room she was met with the metallic taste in her mouth,a sterile scent which felt final. Victor laid there lifeless on the pillows, skin the color of fading parchment. His chest barely rises. The oxygen mask hung loose at his jaw. When his eyes found her, they lit up but not with life, but with duty.
“You… came,” he managed to say while trying to lift his .“I always do,” Aurora said admist sobs exactly the same words she had said to Damien hours ago. “Don’t you dare die before telling me what the hell the ‘blood moon’ means.”she said
Victor’s cracked lips curved into something like a smile. “Voss women… always think they have time.” He coughed, but the sound came out dry. “It’s the serum, Aurora. Your mother never told you what it truly was.”
Aurora froze you mean the prenatal serum you made for me? She asked, arching her brows in a query. It was for her he interrupted decades ago. Gene therapy Neural binding. It was never meant for commercial use. It was meant for preservation.” His voice broke, desperate. Your child isn’t just an heir to VossTech. She is VossTech.”
The room darkened ,it got crowded to Aurora but it was just her and Victor in the room “You’re joking,” Aurora said,sounding serious though her shaky voice betrayed her fear.
Victor’s hand shot out, skeletal fingers gripping hers with unnatural strength. “Listen to me. The AI core elysium wasn’t coded. It was grown,It was half human, half machine. Your mother’s DNA started it. Yours completed it. Now your child…” His breath rattled. “She’s the final key.”
Aurora’s pulse spiked. “Elysium? That’s the signature on the text E. The message came from”she said flashing back to the codes messages she's been receiving.
Victor’s monitors screamed she looked at the monitored and it was flatlined she screamed his name
“Victor!” Aurora shook him vigorously making the bedstand screech against the marbled floor, but his eyes had already gone blank ,The nurse rushed in, pressing defibrillator pads to his chest pressing hard on his chest ,one ,two, repeatedly but nothing ,, he's gone Aurora muttered without noticing the tears which had drip it's way down her cheeks
Aurora stumbled back, clutching the bedframe. Outside the window, the city skyline bled crimson with dawnor was it something else?
A sliver of moon still hung over the East River. Copper-red. Blood moon.
Another message came again to her phone. One message and just like before it was from the unknown number “He’s gone. They’re moving in. Take the child and run. – E.”
The message read
Aurora’s throat tightened. She turned around instinctively screaming, as the penthouse security alarms blared the Motion sensors tripped the Front door override Someone was inside all she could think of was how to get out of the house she ran…
3:47 a.m. – Voss Penthouse Main Hall
The elevator dinged. Three men in black stepped out with their faces masked, silencers gleaming. Not the police neither was it the federal,they were Something older and looked Hired.
Aurora ducked behind a marble column, adrenaline burning through grief. She reached into Victor’s desk drawer—his old Colt still there, loaded. She exhaled, steadying her hands.
They moved like phantoms, scanning each room, radios whispering coded bursts.
“Target may be with the corpse.”
“Orders?”
“Retrieve sample. Terminate if necessary.”
Sample.???
They weren’t here for her. They were here for the baby. She knew and she wasn't going to let anybody take her child from her,never she muttered under her breath
Aurora gritted her teeth. Over my dead body.
She fired once a clean shot to the lead man’s knee. The others hid for cover. She moved towards the nursery, her mind racing. Every instinct screamed protect, survive, escape.
The crib stood there, innocent and waiting. She grabbed the emergency duffel from beneath it there was a burner phone an encrypted flash drive, prenatal serum vials, cash. Victor’s preparations. Always one step ahead.
Bullets tore through the hallway glass. She lowered and ducked into the service stairwell, and ran.
4:02 a.m. – Lower Garage
Her breath came ragged as she hit the basement. A black SUV stood in the shadows its headlights flashed twice. Familiar it looked familiar
The driver’s window lowered. A woman leaned out, sharp green eyes and a smirk that could cut glass.
“Need a ride, Boss Lady?”
Aurora blinked. “Lila?”
“The sneaky bitch herself,” Lila said. “Turns out betraying Damien was the best decision I ever made.”
Aurora hesitated she wasn't going to trust Lila just like that. Lila tossed her a keycard. “You trust me enough to get in, or you want to wait for your fan club upstairs?”she said jolting Aurora from her thoughts…
Aurora slid into the back seat. The SUV peeled out just as an explosion shattered the top floors of the building behind them. Looking back there was Smoke,Glass and Fire.
Lila whistled low. “Guess Ryder Tower isn’t the only thing collapsing tonight.”
Aurora clutched her stomach, heart pounding. “Drive. Anywhere but here.”
“Anywhere it is,” Lila said, determining to do anything just to make Aurora trust her flooring the gas the car dissapeared into darkness
Outside, the blood moon dipped lower, bleeding into the horizon. Aurora stared at it, one hand over her belly, the other gripping the vial of serum still warm from her pocket.
Victor’s last words echoed in her head:
> Your child isn’t just heir to VossTech. She is VossTech.
She turned to Lila. “We need to find Elysium.”
Lila arched a brow. “The AI project your mom buried twenty years ago?”
Aurora’s gaze hardened. “No. The one that just texted me.”okay if you say so then we'll Lila said slightly nodding her head
4:19 a.m. –Somewhere beneath Brooklyn
Far below the city, a network of silent servers came to life.
On the main monitor, code cascaded like rain. Then, a single message appeared, pulsing in white:
> “Welcome home, Aurora. I’ve been waiting.”
– Elysium
4:27 a.m. – Beneath Brooklyn, Sub-Level 7The SUV sped through a freight road that shouldn’t have been there,tires screeching against rusted rails. Lila turned off the headlights.The darkness of the tunnel covered them all , a black opening lined with dripping concrete and the faint smell of mildew. The engine’s sound echoed , the sound reduced reduced as the came to a stop, stepping out of the SUV Aurora walked into the building, Aurora placed her palm on the window. They steel ice cold. There were no markings nor were there signs ,it was just the low sounds of servers breathing in the dark, a mechanical whirring that pulsated through the floor and into her bones. She felt it in her teeth, even as the baby kicked against her ribs. Are you sure this is the place?” Lila asked with her voice swallowed by the dark.Aurora didn’t answer. She just kept staring at the burner phone. There was another message with the same signature.“E: You’re early”Good. The text read ,The child’s heart rat
3:36 a.m. – Voss PenthouseAurora ran.The everything seemed blurred as she walked through the corridor,barefoot,her hair free falling on her shoulder all messy ,beating louder than the monitors. The nurse tried to stop her, whispering between them something about oxygen saturation and morphine, but Aurora, unable to hear them, pushed open the doors to Victor’s room with the little strength she could gather. On entering the room she was met with the metallic taste in her mouth,a sterile scent which felt final. Victor laid there lifeless on the pillows, skin the color of fading parchment. His chest barely rises. The oxygen mask hung loose at his jaw. When his eyes found her, they lit up but not with life, but with duty.“You… came,” he managed to say while trying to lift his .“I always do,” Aurora said admist sobs exactly the same words she had said to Damien hours ago. “Don’t you dare die before telling me what the hell the ‘blood moon’ means.”she said Victor’s cracked lips curved in
11:57 p.m. – Ryder TowerThe elevator remembered her fingerprint,her scent as she stepped into it..Eighty-seven floors in forty-two seconds. Her ears popped like champagne corks as if ready to receive any newsThe doors opened to a total blackout with Only the city lights through the glass walls. Damien stood at the far end, backlit, holding a scotch in hand. He wore the same suit from the anniversary dinner,but now rumpled tie gone Eyes bloodshot he looked everything as one who was abandoned by his mother and couldn't care for himself“You came,” he said, his voice soft yet dangerous.“I always come when called,” she said. “Old habit.”she scoffedHe laughed but his voice cracked. “Sit.”he commanded but she didn’t, she wasn't gonna let him order her around she might have honored his request but it was out of her own Goodwill and not because he ordered her to she thought to herself while maintaining eye contact she walked the length of the conference table instead. Her heels clicked
The elevator didn’t climb; it groaned, cables singing the same three-note they had always hummed since the building was new. Aurora leaned in onto the mirrored wall, hoodie reversed, wet hair dripping on the marble that cost more per square foot than most people’s rent. The keycard sat against her ribs as it burned against her skin; the flash drive in her bra moved with every heartbeat.The elevator stopped at Forty-seven.Doors parted with a tired sigh.Victor Kane waited in a robe the color of dried blood, oxygen hissing from the tank beside his wheelchair. Snow-white hair, parchment skin, storm-gray eyes damien’s eyes, only older locked on the faint curve beneath her hoodie.“You’re late,” he rasped. “And you’re not traveling light.”he said staring down on her stomachAurora’s hand flew to her stomach. “How—”she muttered as if trying to ask him how he knew she was pregnant“Sit.”he said to her but she didn’t. “You knew my mother.”? She said as if asking a question “I loved her.” Hi
The rain didn’t fall, it drizzledSideways, needle-sharp, the kind of New York storm that turns umbrellas inside out and makes strangers curse under their breath. Aurora Ryder and definitely “no, Voss, she reminded herself as if she'd lost her memory and was quick to snap herself right back.she stood on the curb outside Ryder Tower, one suitcase at her feet, crimson gown soaked through to the skin. The silk clung like guilt.A paparazzo’s flash popped. Then another.“Aurora! Over here! Any comment on the divorce?”She didn’t move didn't even try to look in the direction of the paparazzi. Just raised her middle finger, slow and deliberate, and climbed into the Uber before the driver could ask twice.The motel was off the BQE, neon sign flickering V-CAN-Y. The clerk didn’t look up from his phone. “Seventy-nine a night. Cash or card?”She slid her black Amex across the counter. The machine beeped her card was declinedOf course Damien had frozen the joint accounts,he just had to she sigh
The penthouse smelled of orchids, truffle oil, and the metallic tang of coming war.Aurora Ryder stood barefoot on the heated marble, the hem of her crimson silk gown pooling like fresh blood. She’d chosen the dress for its color (Damien once said red made her look “untouchable”), and tonight she needed every inch of confidence that she could get. Ten years of marriage, and she still measured herself against his approval.She checked the dining table for the third time. The wagyu had been flown in from Kobe that morning; the risotto simmered under a silver cloche; the chocolate soufflé waited in the warmer, its dome already beginning to collapse. She’d cooked it herself “no staff tonight she thought to herself”. She wanted him to taste her hands in every bite.The elevator clicked at 9:17 p.m.Damien walked in, loosening his tie with the absent grace of a man who’d never had to wait for anything. His suit cost more than most people’s rent. His eyes “storm-gray, always calculating”look







