Apollo And Cassandra Novels & Stories

I didn’t expect the patch to come so soon. In the second month after the battle, the rooftop radio suddenly crackled to life with a crisp broadcast voice. "The Atlas Geothermal Initiative is now active. Surface temperatures will gradually recover. Rescue is on the way." Rhys and I just stared at each other. So this wasn’t a solo survival game after all. It was online, and the admins had finally logged in. A week later, a military helicopter landed in the open lot. Registration and verification went quickly. The officer in charge clapped me on the shoulder. "Turning the apocalypse into a warehouse operation! You’re one of a kind."

No one could enter or escape without being seen. How would her brother save her? Where were they? What were they doing? Cassandra felt tension creeping up slowly like a parasite hosting upon her brain for survival. She had seen the death of Karseus. She knows the date too. But how will it happen, how will Argus succeed in breaking into the prison, she had no idea. Apollo loved to cloud his prophecies in mystery.

“You remember?” “Glimpses. Barely. I just remember a warning. They are going to do something. Caspian. They have something that they're planning. The man, Giovanni, he's an alpha. I don't know what kind of alpha he is. But he said something about this. He said something about Adrian, about Daniel.”