Mag-log in3:36 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
It was 2:14 a.m at Red Hook, Brooklyn a VossTech Warehouse Zero Decommissioned since 2004.The van doors rolled open into darkness so complete it felt like it was drowning ,Aurora walked out barefooted as she stepped on the concrete that hadn’t seen human heat in 21 years,the cold was absolute, but it didn’t touch her the way it used to the baby moved with a slow, deliberate roll, as if tasting the air through her skin.Reyes killed the engine “Welcome to Ground Zero.”he said as He hit a breaker and just then one by one, ancient sodium lamps flickered awake, revealing a mass of rust and memory Server racks towered like cathedral pillars, covered in dust thick enough to write things on it,right at the far end, a single glass wall showed their reflections back at them as ghosts in a dead machine.Lila whispered curiously “You mean your mom built Skynet in a warehouse that smells like wet pennies and broken dreams?she asked Aurora, but Aurora didn’t answer she was already walking, draw
11:47 p.m, at the safe House 4B, Jersey CityThe room had the smell of burnt plastic and cheap coffee with one lamp, one table, and three laptops glowing like altars Aurora sat wrapped in a blanket that still carried the scent of the Adirondacks pine needles and gunpowder,Her tummy was touching the edge of the table, thirty-four weeks and counting, every kick now feeling like a countdown,Lila’s fingers flew over the keyboard, green code reflecting in her eyes, “File’s triple-encrypted Whoever might have sent this definitely knew I would be the one opening it,she saidOn the center of the screen was a bold written two words (PROJECT REBIRTH )Damien Ryder,the computer arrow blinked on the screen,Aurora’s voice was rough “Open it.”she told lila,Lila showed hesitation for half a second, then hit ENTER,the screen filled with medical scans, DNA helices, and a live feed showing a time of six hours ago a man was lying on an operating table with his head shaved ,chest split open, gold
7:42 a.m. – Lancaster County, PennsylvaniaPopulated with too many cows, without enough cell towersThe Jeep went off in front of a red barn that smelled like honest work and horse shit this time around there was real silence with no servers humming, no satellites pinging, no ancient cult trying to unzip her uterus but just wind sounds that made of spoons and the distant lowing of something that had never heard of VossTech.Aurora stepped out barefoot and walked on the cold grass she felt the cold this time she felt every human in her again she felt the quietness of the baby she felt the baby right there in her timmy, She could feel her curled small and watchful, like a cat pretending to sleep,Damien killed the engine and just sat there, hands still on the wheel, knuckles white with dried blood on his temple where the electrodes had been,his eyes were normal again they were brown,looked exhausted and terrified.Lila climbed out last, dripping melted lake water and rage, “I think w
It was 5:12 a.m.somewhere lost in the Adirondacks, three miles off 73,Lila wrestled the SUV down a rutted track that wasn’t even a ghost on Google Maps. Branches scratched the roof like fingernails,She turned off the headlights because dawn was finally rising up,making the surface look violet,Aurora sat in the passenger seat, barefoot, nightgown stiff with dried blood and God knows what else from the birth that hadn’t quite happened yet. A shotgun laid across her lap, the flash drive in the dash port kept vibrating this blue light, it was the only thing in the car that looked calm.“Turn left in fifty yards,” the GPS voicedExcept it wasn’t the usual bored robot lady,It was a kid’s voice ,the voice was young and familiar too,Lila tightened her grip on the wheel. “Tell me that’s not the car talking.”she asked, Aurora not even blinking said it's not the car,The track shrank to nothing more than two frozen ruts,Snow started coming down then big, sloppy flakes that hit the windshield,
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







