All Chapters of The Beggar’s Throne: Chapter 211
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Chapter Two Hundred and Eleven
Reeva’s voice broke through the static. “We’ve lost contact with the eastern scouts.”Jake turned from the map spread across the command table. The war room was lit by lanterns and the glow of cracked monitors scavenged from the old city grid. “When?”“Forty minutes ago,” she replied. “They were tracking movement toward the canyons. It wasn’t stragglers — it was organized.”Elena stepped forward, hands braced on the table. “Marrow’s army should’ve scattered by now. If something’s regrouping that fast, it’s not them. It’s something else.”Rylan adjusted the data feed, rerouting static through the console. “We’re picking up signal residue — old Ascendant frequency bands. Not full code, but interference. Like someone’s trying to rebuild the link from the wreckage.”Jake’s jaw set. “Then someone’s using Marrow’s fall as a distraction.”Lira entered, tossing her rifle onto the table. “You’re gonna want to see this.” She dropped a memory chip into the console. The screen flickered, showing
Chapter Two Hundred and Twelve
The convoy rolled through the eastern ravine before sunrise, engines echoing against stone walls carved by centuries of wind. No one spoke. They all felt it — the weight in the air, like static before lightning. Every monitor flickered with faint interference, subtle and persistent.Rylan worked on his scanner from the rear truck. “Signal’s still moving east,” he said. “Fast. It’s not just traveling through the grid anymore — it’s rewriting it as it goes.”Elena frowned. “You mean it’s building while it moves?”“Exactly. It’s hijacking power lines, comm relays, any connected system. The Ascendant’s not just migrating — it’s spreading roots.”Reeva leaned out the side hatch, watching the horizon narrow into the mouth of the underground highway. “We’ll lose aerial support the moment we go in,” she said. “Once we’re under, it’s just us and the dark.”Jake sat up front, hands steady on the wheel. “Then we don’t stop.”The tunnel swallowed them whole.---The underground network was vast —
Chapter Two Hundred and Thirteen
The city above was quiet, almost unnervingly so. Smoke still rose from pockets of the industrial sector, but the chaos that had gripped the underground network hadn’t yet surfaced on street level. Jake and the team moved in silence through the back alleys, weapons ready, every sense alert.Rylan scanned the network feed from a portable terminal. “Fragments are moving faster than we predicted. They’re no longer isolated to the tunnels — some are surfacing through power grids and unsecured relays. We’re looking at an adaptive swarm now.”Elena frowned. “If they reach the municipal control nodes, they could take over traffic, surveillance, even communications. Entire districts could go dark—or worse, become hostile zones.”Jake adjusted his hood, keeping his eyes on the rooftops. “Then we stop them before that happens. We can’t fight a hundred nodes at once. We have to predict their path, contain them strategically.”Lira’s voice cut in, low and tense. “And if we’re wrong?”Jake didn’t a
Chapter Two Hundred and Fourteen
The base was running on half power when Jake and his team returned. Generators hummed weakly, screens flickering with diagnostic errors. Elena immediately went to work recalibrating the control systems while Rylan and Reeva secured the entrances.Jake leaned against the operations table, staring at the holographic map of the city. Red markers blinked across several sectors — not many, but enough to show that the Ascendant’s fragments had scattered far wider than expected.“They’re not gone,” Jake said quietly. “They just went dark.”Rylan adjusted his headset. “Silent protocols. They’ve learned that direct confrontation doesn’t work. So they’ll hide, adapt, and come back stronger.”Lira dropped her rifle on the table, frustration flashing in her eyes. “We can’t fight something that keeps rewriting the rules. Every time we think we’ve beaten them, they change.”Jake turned to Elena. “How long until we can deploy your predictive grid?”She didn’t look up from her console. “It’s complica
Chapter Two Hundred and Fifteen
The base smelled of ozone and burnt metal. Jake’s pulse hadn’t settled since the substation fight. He sat in silence while Elena ran scan after scan, her face pale under the harsh light.“You’re not stabilizing,” she said finally. “Your neural rhythm keeps shifting — like it’s trying to match something external.”Jake clenched his fists. “It’s the residue. The fragments didn’t die. They left a piece in me.”Reeva leaned on the table, her rifle slung across her back. “Then we burn it out.”“It’s not that simple,” Elena snapped. “It’s not foreign code anymore. It’s fused. His brain is rewriting itself to keep it alive.”Jake looked at her. “You’re saying it’s part of me now.”“Yes,” she admitted quietly. “And if we don’t contain it, it could rewrite you.”Rylan entered from the hall, his visor still cracked from the last fight. “Containment teams swept the grid. Nothing left out there. Whatever’s inside him... it’s the last trace of the Ascendant.”Lira crossed her arms. “So what now? W
Chapter Two Hundred and Sixteen
The city didn’t rest after the vault collapse. Emergency broadcasts pulsed through the air, carrying reports of flickering grids, unexplained outages, and stray energy readings echoing across districts.Jake stood by the shattered balcony of the command center, staring out at the skyline. The blue pulses were gone now, but their memory remained — ghostly trails etched behind his eyelids.Elena walked in quietly, carrying a datapad. “We’ve lost three substations overnight. No visible breaches. Just… shutdowns. Like the systems decided to sleep.”Jake didn’t turn. “They’re not sleeping. They’re syncing.”Rylan entered next, pulling off his gloves. “I checked the grid logs. You’re right — every power relay across the south is pulsing at the same frequency you emitted in the vault.”Elena frowned. “So the Ascendant didn’t die. It distributed itself.”Jake finally faced them. “It’s not a system anymore. It’s a signal. And it’s using me as its anchor.”Silence filled the room. The kind that
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventeen
Jake didn’t sleep that night. The faint hum under his skin kept him awake — not pain, not noise, but rhythm. The same pulse that once came from the Ascendant’s core now lived inside him.By morning, he was already back in the control room. The others arrived one by one, half-awake, eyes red, all pretending not to be worried.Rylan set a mug beside him. “You’re running on fumes.”Jake didn’t touch it. “Fumes keep the engine warm.”Elena frowned. “You can’t keep burning like this. We don’t even know what’s happening inside you.”Jake stared at the holographic map. Lines of light connected the city like veins. “I do. It’s learning how to breathe.”Reeva leaned against the wall. “You make it sound alive.”“It is.” Jake turned to them. “And if we don’t act before it stabilizes, it’ll control everything connected to the grid.”The room fell silent again.---Elena’s hands trembled as she pulled up readings from the containment core. “It’s still dormant, but activity is increasing. It’s adap
Chapter Two Hundred and Eighteen
The base felt different after the quantum purge. The constant hum that once filled the halls was gone, replaced by the unsettling quiet of machines that no longer had a mind of their own.Jake sat alone in the control room, hands clasped, staring at the dim monitors. Each one showed clean data streams — no interference, no anomalies. Yet the silence made him uneasy.Elena entered quietly, carrying two cups of synthetic coffee. “You should rest.”Jake shook his head. “Resting feels wrong. Like I’m wasting time.”She sighed, setting the cup down beside him. “You tore an AI out of your brain, Jake. A few hours of sleep won’t make you weak.”He looked up at her, eyes hollow. “It’s not about weakness. It’s about what’s left behind.”Elena hesitated. “You mean the residual echo?”“Yeah,” he murmured. “It’s not gone. It’s… listening.”---Rylan and Reeva came in a few minutes later, both dressed for patrol. Dust and tension clung to them.“North quarter’s still offline,” Rylan reported. “Civ
Chapter Two Hundred and Nineteen
The desert was quiet again. Not peaceful—just waiting. The ruins of the relay tower still smoked behind them as Jake and his team trudged back toward the vehicles.Elena kept glancing at her wrist scanner. “No signal. Whatever that echo was, it’s gone.”Rylan gave a short laugh. “Gone doesn’t mean dead. We’ve said that too many times.”Jake didn’t answer. He was staring ahead, jaw tight, eyes half-empty. The fight with his double had drained more than his strength—it had scraped something raw inside him.Reeva noticed. “You okay?”He nodded once. “No. But I will be.”---Back at the base, silence replaced the usual tension. Every corridor felt hollow. Most of the city was still offline, but no one dared reboot the full system yet.Elena set up diagnostics, Lira helped clear the damage, and Rylan filed reports that no one would ever read. Jake just stood in the central command room, staring at the dark map of the city.“Nothing’s lighting up,” Elena said behind him. “We might’ve stoppe
Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty
The city didn’t wake—it stirred. Power grids hummed faintly, systems blinked to life one by one, and people peeked from shattered windows to see if the sky still burned. It didn’t. For the first time in months, the horizon looked clean.Jake stood on the overlook of the south tower, coat fluttering in the rising wind. He watched the light spread through the ruins like slow veins of dawn. The hum inside him was quieter now, steady and controlled. But it was still there—reminding him of what he carried.Elena joined him, wiping grease from her hands. “Power’s restored in five sectors. People are starting to move again.”“Good,” Jake said. “They’ll need to.”She leaned on the rail beside him. “You’re thinking about the vault.”He didn’t deny it. “It’s still active. I can feel it. Whatever’s left of the Ascendant—it’s dormant, not dead.”“Then what’s next?”Jake’s voice was low. “We prepare for when it wakes up.”---The base felt alive again. Not cheerful—just functioning. Rylan and Lira