Luca From Inquisitormaster Novels & Stories

I exhaled slowly, trying to process everything without letting my thoughts run wild. “Wow,” I said finally, because honestly what else was I supposed to say, “that could actually change everything.” Luca nodded once, like he already knew that. “And my gamma is back as well,” he added. Okay. Now things were officially stacking. Mom plus gamma plus illusion strategy plus potential attack plus unknown mastermind pulling strings somewhere in the dark like a cursed puppet show. My brain was doing gymnastics at this point. I looked at him properly now, really looked at him, trying to understand how he could stand so calm while planning something that could easily go wrong in so many directions.

Luca sat in the dimly lit corner of his office, his fingers drumming lightly on the edge of his desk. His mind was racing, eyes fixed on his phone. As he remembered how he tracked down Mrs Jessica. Every lead so far had led to dead ends. Mrs. Rose had covered her tracks well, but Luca wasn’t about to give up. He knew Jessica held the key to unraveling everything. Suddenly, his phone buzzed. Luca glanced down, surprised to see an unknown number. Hesitantly, he answered."Hello?"

“They are data.” The sentence detonated through the room. Every projection flickered violently. Several archived children physically recoiling. Mira burst into tears instantly. “Don’t call them that.” Something dangerous shifted inside Luca hearing her cry. Years of fear. Years of obedience. Years of conditioning. And suddenly He felt none of it. Only anger. Pure furious anger. Luca stepped toward the neural core slowly. The white light immediately wrapped around him. Recognizing him. PRIMARY SUBJECT DETECTED. But this time

‎ ‎"I heard the noises last night, the screams, You Lucas, you broke Victorias innocence. ‎ ‎Lucas pushed his lips up slightly, that it only suggested a dancing amusement in his eyes. ‎ ‎"I must say, — I've never had a loyal, obsessor in a while. ‎ ‎"the role looks good on you," his voice low and steady. ‎ ‎lucas brushed passed him, ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"I'll get her back Lucas." Carl said, his undertone confident, ‎ ‎Lucas paused. ‎ ‎turned, ‎ ‎ ‎"You don't know her like I do, her break points,— and that's the edge I have over you," Carl hammered.

Or so she had thought for billions of years. Inside the memory, a younger version of Aurora sat cross-legged in the empty void, her silver hair spilling over her shoulders. She looked bored, lonely, and deeply lost in thought. The Hunger floated nearby—a massive, undulating shadow, silent as it always was, watching and waiting. And standing directly between them was Luca. He was not Luca DeLuca, the sarcastic human soldier from Earth. Not yet. He was a being synthesized from pure light and raw, unfiltered possibility.

Luca had covered his tracks well, erasing any sign of where they might have gone. I leaned back, staring at the screen in frustration. Damn it, Luca. He’d always been one step ahead, and now, even with all my skills, I couldn’t seem to catch up. For a moment, I let myself think about him, not the criminal mastermind, but the man I’d once trusted. Luca had a way of making you feel like the center of his universe, even when you knew you weren’t. He’d taught me everything I knew about hacking, about strategy, about survival. And now, I was using all of it against him.

interrogated master. Luca's face lost all it's colour and his mouth opened ajar seeing the accurate analysis of the master. How did he know? Was I that obvious?' He went void of answers and looked at Stephano who had questioning looks in his eyes. Getting up from his chair, the Master took a full round of the room with head bend down appearing to be in deep thought. All the pair of eyes present in the room were secretly glancing at their master.

Doctor Stevens has been on this since the beginning, if Matt didn’t say it I sure as fuck would of. Matt and Geoff shake hands and the tension finally starts to drop. “When can we see the rogue?” Leon asks. Luca looks at him and raises an eyebrow “who even are you?” “Oh sorry my name is Leon , I’m a lab tech and scene investigator for Heretic HQ” Luca nods at Leon as if his answer is satisfactory. What is it with the male testosterone honestly? Everything around here turns into a pissing contest. “We can see the rogue now if you’d like” Matt offers. “Paulo , his name is Paulo” every head at the table turns to me. Christ the man has a name. Matt looks at me and sighs “sorry, we can go and see

Elena looked back at me. “And Serafina?” she asked softly. I didn’t answer immediately. Because that was the one piece of the board I could not control completely. After a moment I stood up from the chair and walked toward the television again. Luca’s image appeared once more on the screen. Confident. Relaxed. Enjoying the attention. Enjoying the fear he believed he was creating. I watched him carefully. Then I spoke quietly. “He’s walking into the trap.”

Where’s the fun in that? “Look at him,” I muttered, grinning at the smoke still curling from his burned flesh. “Crawling through fire, bleeding for her like some tragic hero… and still breathing. Still fighting. It almost makes me want to clap. Almost. “Maitre, we found a few humans lurking around,” one of my hybrids reported, bowing low. Luca. His name was Luca , the gamma of some pitiful little pack clinging to their borders like children afraid of the dark.