Chapter 101I kept holding. The thought of what I was slowly becoming scared the hell out of me. I knew something was wrong with me. With my system. Miralda was pushing me to my limit. Breaking me bit by bit. Saul’s words kept echoing in my ears. The loud gunshot that robbed Park of his life and the devilish smile on Nathan's face was all I could think about. The pain meant little to me. All I focused on was two things. Rescuing the little friends I had made in the dungeon I was being thrown after each experiment. I began to think Donovan had forgotten me. We had a deal and he was going to pull me out when everything was going awol.I was beginning to think I had been forgotten and left there to rot in Milrada's dungeon. I could feel my body changing. The constant headache and the sore eyes. Everything was getting to me. I began to lose hope of getting out alive. But maybe that was the point. Maybe Miralda knew exactly what she was doing—removing every layer of identity I had,

Chapter 103 As the building collapsed around us my gaze was fixed on the kids and some of the adults that were taken. There was little time for introducing ourselves. I noticed some of them kept looking at me while some were even scared of me. “ I am not going to harm any of you. Where are you from?” I asked one of the students staring at me. “ Chicago.” She said weakly and burst into tears. “ My mother must be worried by now.” She said sobbing I looked at them and I felt moved. “ Don't worry, guys. We are all going home.”The word was comforting but now I had to back it with some action. My powers were beginning to give some side effects. I winced in pain each time as I tried to find the meeting point on the map. A low rumble vibrated through the floor, and the ceiling above groaned as debris rained down like judgment. I shielded the nearest kids with my body, raising an arm instinctively—the kinetic field flared out again, forming a dome that deflected the falling metal. Pain l

Chapter 105 We reached the Carter mansion back in time. The servants rushed towards us to help some of the students into the compound while a stretcher was brought for Juliet. I didn't allow them to take her. I was going to make sure I saw all the processes of her recovery. The underground med-bay—where Juno said sympathetic doctors still operated in secret—was our only shot. I carried Juliet in my arms like she was made of glass, her blood soaking through my shirt, my own injuries forgotten. Juno had radioed ahead, and a nurse waited by the entrance, her eyes wide with worry as she ushered us through the maze of the underground facilities. I looked around, not sure if the Carters had something like this. The smell of antiseptic filled the room as we approached. “She’s crashing,” the nurse said sharply, checking Juliet’s pulse as I laid her on a stretcher. “We need a plasma transfusion—stat!” I didn’t move. I just stood still, staring at Juliet, who looked like she was

Chapter 107The tunnels were suffocatingly narrow, the walls dripping with moisture and the air thick with the stench of rust and decay. I led the strike team—Juno, Saul, and four of our best fighters—through the winding path beneath District 9. Above us, Milrada’s fortress loomed, a monument of steel and cruelty, built upon the bones of forgotten test subjects.If I was told I was going to be doing all of this then I would not believe it. My grip tightened around my weapon as we reached the final breach point. Saul placed a charge on the sewer grate leading into the subterranean access shaft. We all crouched low.He looked at us counting his fingers. “Three… two…”The blast was muffled but precise, just enough to dislodge the vent without triggering seismic alarms. We poured into the tunnel, rifles raised, night-vision lenses sliding into place.We entered a service corridor first, cold and eerily silent. The hum of machinery echoed through the walls. Juno took point, guiding us th

Chapter 109The sky was painted hue blue as I stepped out of the Carter's mansion. They all were outside to bid me farewell. I still didn't believe I was going back home.It all felt like yesterday when I grabbed my bags at the orphanage in search of the truth. To know who my real parents were and to take revenge on whoever it was that had them murdered. But I have done more than what I came here to do and now, I am going back home. “ We are always going to be your family, Adrian. Don't you ever forget that you are a Carter and when you think you want to come back, there is going to be a home for you to go back into. We love you.” The oldest man in the Carter family said with a smile on his face. We boarded the private jet in silence, a Carter-family charter with blacked-out windows and no callsign. Saul stayed behind, overseeing the cleanup and ensuring the narrative that reached the world was controlled, evidence-laced, and undeniable.Juliet sat beside me, her fingers lightly in