Atlas Shrugged Part 3 Novels & Stories

Chapter 99- The Third Strike- Part 2 Ares POV “Thats enough Morgana,” Atlas stated, he was at the top of the elevation she had just climbed down from. Morgana’s face turned into a deep frown and then her eyes met with the three who were next to her, they exchanged a look that made me uncomfortable. Instead of dispersing as i expected they didn’t move, they remained in their spot like they weren’t aware of the intruder in their midst.

Third Person's POV Atlas swallowed hard, still panting. "I... I’m sorry," he whispered hoarsely, brushing at his forehead. "I didn’t mean to—" "Don’t," Rowan interrupted, shaking his head. "You don’t need to apologize for having a nightmare." He hesitated, watching her face closely. Atlas still looked pale and worn out, but there was something else lurking there too, a shadow of pain that had nothing to do with the fever. Something deeper.

Atlas retorted through gritted teeth. However, the firefighters would not let him go closer, and his heart-wrenching screams echoed throughout the villa. "Get out of the way! Let go of me! Naomi! Naomi!" Suddenly, a massive explosion came from the villa. The beams holding it up snapped and collapsed. In that instant, Atlas disregarded everything and pushed the firefighters aside with all his might. "Mr. Payne!" Someone yelled as burning-hot air rushed toward Atlas. Childhood memories flooded Atlas with terror, making it impossible for him to move. However, the thought of Naomi suffering terribly in the fire made it impossible for him to stay put. He covered his nose and screamed Naomi's name

"For clearing my name. You saved me from Dean Vance, and now you saved me from them." Atlas pushed off the wall, stepping closer. The aggressive, possessive energy that usually radiated off him was muted, replaced by something heavier and much more complicated. "I'm not doing this to be your friend, Tamine," Atlas said, his dark eyes locking onto mine. "I'm stepping back from the sabotage. I'm done trying to destroy Evans to get to you." He reached out, his knuckles lightly brushing the sleeve of my sweater.

Atlas noticed my unusual expression and turned to look at me, extending his hand to grasp mine. He asked with concern, "What's wrong?" I glanced at him and turned my head again, realizing Melvern had disappeared. Turning back, I wrapped my arm around Atlas's, saying, "It's nothing, let's go." Atlas took a quick look in the direction I had been staring, then pulled me closer to him as we walked toward the elevator, where the three of them were waiting.

[Cordelia] An oversized spotlight flashes on the two of us and Atlas moves to block my body, shielding me from the glare. "Get a room, you two!" The booming voice demands of us before driving away slowly. Atlas helps me up and laughing we get into the car. "Do you think he was going to arrest us?" I look over his shoulder in the direction of where they vanished. "Nah," Atlas says with certainty as he gives them a little wave. "They just wanted to flex a bit."

My legs snap into place, and I tumble onto all fours as his body takes over. ‘That could’ve been smoother,’ Atlas grumbles, shaking out our fur as we stand. ‘At least we didn’t faceplant.’ I glance around and see that everyone else has also fallen over mid-shift. Greg, Jack, and Wyatt are all laughing, clearly enjoying the spectacle. Fuckers! ‘Laugh it up, why don’t you?’ Atlas mutters, his tone dripping with mock irritation. Greg tells us to shift back, and we do, standing in front of our mats once more.

Atlas grinned to himself, shook his head to get rid of the thoughts and entered the elevator. The moment Atlas left the building, he already forgot the existence of that woman. To him, she's just one of his many one night stands. She won't be the last and certainly, the odds of them meeting again is fairly low. Atlas just came here for a business meeting. Tomorrow, he's back in his country and probably won't set foot here again. *** Cassandra squirmed in her seat, if she could melt the seat in front of her with her glares, she probably already destroyed it. Once she arrives at the godforsaken place, she will wreak havoc on whoever bought her the ticket.

Wilson spoke up. "Lilith, do you mind if we watch the most recent footage? It might help us understand the extent of Mitch's behavior." I looked at Atlas hesitantly, unsure if I was ready to relive those moments. His jaw was clenched, his eyes dark with barely contained fury. But when he met my gaze, he nodded, silently assuring me that it was necessary.

Another head rolled. The third man looked up at the balcony where I stood. His eyes found mine. He didn’t scream. Then his head was struck from his shoulders. The three bodies were left where they fell, twitching as the dark magic tried to claim them. Seraph’s puppets laughed with a hundred voices at once.