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CRUNCH. A massive Titan-Class Droid stepped through the breach. It was twelve feet of reinforced steel and hydraulic rage, armed with a rotary cannon. "Target: The Hackers," The Titan’s synthesized voice boomed. "No!" Aurora threw a telekinetic shield up, but the Titan’s mass was too great. It smashed through her shield with a casual backhand, sending Aurora flying into a server rack. "Aurora!" Kael screamed. He charged the Titan, risking his life to jam his electrified baton into its knee joint.

"Hey, do you have a CCTV camera outside in the restaurant?" "Yes, but it's not connected with the computer in here to view the live feed." "No worries," he assured him. "As long as the computer can be connected to the internet, I can make a connection for a live feed." The computer Dani pointed Ricardo to looked like it belonged in the early century of the digital age, but the latter looked ready to make it work and with a few keystrokes, the homepage to what Megan realised was Os Buscadores's server on the dark web popped up on the screen.

Since dawn, my team and I had set up a makeshift studio inside the technician van. Just a folding table, a laptop, an encoder, and one large screen displaying a live feed from the infrared camera. Nicky had installed the camera the night before, right in the eastern meadow, the route Celeste had used to sneak in. At exactly 9:00 p.m., I opened the CASSTalk Live app, the massive video platform built by Hugo and now used by millions worldwide. The red “Go Live” button appeared. I typed a short title:

Rather ingenious of my mate to use a belt to create a way to carry his wolf. “Yes. Let’s get through this area and hunt down Melania. She has a lot to pay for, and I’m just the D’Amore to make her pay.” I nodded, looking around. “Now let’s see. We can’t take the ladder as it’s crimson. So that means we have to take this cobalt slide and hope it will not disappear.” I nodded. “Okay. Then August and I will be the testers. I’d rather we fall to a lower platform than you.” Tiberius nodded, moving around me to the slide. I didn’t get to protest as he jumped on the slide, and I held my breath.

It mirrored the city precisely, down to the cracks and debris around the destroyed buildings. Every unit on the field was represented on it with unit markers that exactly matched its real-life counterpart. More impressively, the markers moved and the map changed according to what was actually happening on the field of battle. The tacmap was a technological marvel, the finely ground titanium was controlled by a nanite cloud connected to every sensor in the area. It reported every action in real time.

“The sky just woke up.” Samuel looked at her. “Now what?” “Now,” she said, voice calm but electric, “we get into position and pray Tunde doesn’t try to improvise.” ……………. INT. CITADEL MINERAL OPERATIONS HQ – SURVEILLANCE BAY – NIGHT Rows of holographic monitors flicker in a cold, sterile room lit by harsh white LEDs. The Citadel emblem rotates slowly on the wall. The air buzzes with the hum of servers and data streams. A woman in a sleek dark uniform, OFFICER ADETAYO, leans over a projection table. Her eyes glow faintly with HUD overlays.

The rabbit froze, then twitched its nose and began eating. “Traitor,” I murmured. Colton looked up. “To you?” “To my carefully cultivated image as the only competent person here.” A faint almost, smile ghosted across his mouth, there and gone. It did something stupid to my stomach. I hated that too. He rose and opened the hard case, revealing a small monitor, cords, and a card reader. “The cameras save to local storage. No cloud. Safer.” “You installed three.” “Four.” He didn’t look up. “One on the porch, two on the back line, one facing the road.”

Mia's head shot up to look at him immediately "There's a way for us to get few steps closer to these creatures. I have found the solution that could put away the Zombies once and for all. They are supposed to be dead but someone keeps creating their existence and with them gone fear will arise in the vamps and weres" "Tartal is the mastermind. So, are you saying we should abduct Tartal?" "No, we take possession of the foolish orb that he uses to create these. The other time I attacked during their blood hunt, I heard one of them speak of a fading orb, it may not be exactly the route of the zombies but it could still help us tarnish his plans" "That's a good plan Raven. If all is done against

Despite my urge to tear through every last wall I see until I find my mate, I did everything to remain calm. “Alph—Sir Hunter, how may we help you?” The bald officer asked, his lips twitching up into a nervous smile. “I need to go over the cctv footages taken in block F, the one situated right in front of the old run-down building.” I instructed in a threatening and firm voice. It meant that they would suffer the consequences if my order isn’t carried out the next second.

They were zooming past the other cars at such speed that if they were to crash they would die on the spot and Mustang Baby would be called nothing but trash. "Don't be a pu*sy," Hunter muttered as he increased the speed. Luca cussed under his breath before he put the seat belt on and Hunter let out a deep throaty chuckle. Everyone was scared of his Mustang baby. "Here," Luca passed him a bottle of beer which he took quietly while staring at the beautiful scenery. This was Luca's spot. The place where he always disappears too. A top of the hill from where he could see the whole city sparkling in lights. The fresh breeze and the view at night were absolutely worth the peace he always searched