All Chapters of LEGACY UNCHAINED: Chapter 1 
				
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				THE FREQUENCY OF BLOOD
			
Chapter Two — The Frequency of BloodThe years after Kyle’s birth moved quietly, like the city holding its breath. To the outside world, the Harrison's  were a portrait of American success: Lillian’s wellness empire expanded across states, Benjamin launched a philanthropic foundation, and their Midtown penthouse often graced the covers of lifestyle magazines.But inside those glass walls, something unseen hummed beneath the surface. It was in the lights that flickered when Kyle laughed too hard, the phones that rang once and went dead when he cried, the way his toys sometimes vibrated faintly in his hands. The housekeepers whispered about “the boy’s current,” but no one dared say it near Benjamin.At first, the parents dismissed it as imagination. Then, by age three, Kyle began predicting things. Small things. He’d look at his mother and say, “Mommy’s phone will ring,” seconds before it did. He’d stop her from spilling coffee a heartbeat before her sleeve brushed the cup.It wasn’t ch
				THE CHILD OF OCTOBER
			
LEGACY UNCHAINED Teaser Every bloodline hums at its own frequency. Some songs are gentle, fading quietly into history. Others like the Harrisons’ thunder through generations, demanding to be heard. And on an October night in Atlanta, when the city lights faltered for a heartbeat, the melody changed forever. Chapter 1 — The Child of October The night Kyle Harrison was born, Atlanta shimmered beneath a low mist that smelled faintly of ozone and rain. Downtown, traffic lights blinked out of sync, and every radio station crackled with the same half-second pulse of static before clearing again. No one thought much of it power surges were common after thunderstormsbut in a private suite on the top floor of Saint Mercy Hospital, the air felt charged enough to lift the tiny hairs on a person’s arm. Lillian Harrison lay back against the pillow, breathing through another contraction. She wasn’t a woman easily shaken; she ran a wellness franchise with clinics across the state and had del
				THE HOUSE THAT BREATHES 
			
Chapter Three : The House That BreathesThe drive to the Harrison ancestral estate stretched across miles of marshland and shadow. By the time Benjamin’s car reached the wrought-iron gates, the sun had bled out over the Savannah horizon, leaving only streaks of amber behind the trees.Kyle pressed his face to the window. “It’s so big,” he whispered.The mansion loomed ahead three stories of weathered stone, glass, and tangled ivy. It wasn’t the sleek, modern architecture he was used to in Atlanta. This place felt old. Alive.The gates opened on their own.“Automatic?” Kyle asked.Benjamin didn’t answer. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel.When the car rolled to a stop in front of the entrance, Helena was already waiting on the steps, her black coat billowing in the wind. The lantern light behind her cast long shadows across the cobblestones.“Welcome to the real Harrison home,” she said.Kyle hesitated before stepping out. The air here was thicker somehow  charged. He felt a 
				THE SIGNAL BENEATH THE CITY 
			
Chapter Four : The Signal Beneath the CityAtlanta slept uneasily that night.Somewhere between the hum of streetlights and the whisper of passing trains, a new rhythm pulsed beneath the city’s skin  faint, steady, electric.Kyle felt it first.He woke at 3:12 a.m., drenched in sweat, his heartbeat syncing with a sound no one else could hear. Not a voice, not a song more like a deep vibration coming through the floorboards. The lights in his room dimmed and flared, pulsing with his breath."Not again,” he whispered.He sat up, pressing his palms to his ears. It didn’t stop. The sound wasn’t in the room. It was everywhere.In the kitchen, Benjamin found him standing barefoot, staring out the window at the city skyline. The towers blinked faintly  but the rhythm was wrong. The usual pattern of lights had become something else: a coded sequence, pulsing like Morse.“Couldn’t sleep?” Benjamin asked, voice heavy with exhaustion.Kyle didn’t look away. “It’s moving.”“What is?”The Current.
				ECHOES IN THE WIRE 
			
CHAPTER FIVE : ECHOES IN THE WIRE Recap:After the citywide blackout, Kyle Harrison’s world changed. The hum in the grid  once just a sound buried in the static  had started following him. And in that hum, something was listening back.The rain hadn’t stopped since the blackout.Atlanta’s skyline glowed faintly beneath the storm, half of it alive with backup power, half drowned in darkness. The city felt split in two  one side pulsing, the other dead.Kyle hadn’t slept. Every time he closed his eyes, the hum returned rising and falling with his heartbeat, whispering like a coded lullaby that refused to quiet.When his phone buzzed again, he nearly dropped it.Same unknown number. Same blank contact.He opened the message.YOU CAN’T SILENCE WHAT’S IN YOUR BLOOD.The words dissolved seconds after he read them, as if the phone itself erased the evidence. He stared at the screen until it dimmed, the reflection of his eyes staring back  pupils faintly rimmed with blue light.He exhaled. “
				THE RESONANT WAR
			
The rain had stopped, but the world hadn’t recovered from what it heard.Kyle sat in the front seat, staring at his hands. Blue veins pulsed faintly beneath his skin, flickering in rhythm with something distant  something alive.The radio was silent now, yet he still felt Helena’s voice lingering in the air like static that refused to die. You’re not just connected to the grid.You are the grid.Benjamin’s knuckles were white around the steering wheel. “She’s alive,” he muttered. “Helena’s alive.”Lillian twisted in her seat, eyes wide. “Ben, how is that possible? She disappeared twenty years ago!”Benjamin didn’t answer right away. He watched the horizon  a distant field of blinking towers half-hidden by mist. “She built the first human interface with The Current. If she survived, she’s been living off the grid all this time.”Kyle turned toward him. “She said they’re coming.”“They already are.” Benjamin nodded toward the skyline in the rearview mirror. A cluster of helicopters cut
				THE HIDDEN FREQUENCY 
			
CHAPTER SEVEN : THE HIDDEN FREQUENCY The light in the tower had been too bright to be real.For a moment, Kyle thought the surge would swallow him whole  that Helena’s voice and the blue fire would merge him back into The Current permanently. But then the world snapped into silence.When he opened his eyes, everything was gray.He was lying on a gurney, wrists strapped with metal bands that hummed faintly. His chest hurt, not from impact, but from resonance a deep vibration that refused to fade.The walls around him were metallic, seamless, and far too sterile to be any hospital.A circular symbol was stamped into the ceiling above him: a helix wrapped around an eye.Not Division. Not Mirror. Something new.“Welcome to The Helix Division, Dr. Harrison,” said a voice from an intercom.“You’ve been difficult to find.”Kyle turned his head  enough to see the faint outline of cameras embedded in the corners.“Who are you?” he rasped. “How long have I been out?” “Long enough for your res
				STORM SIGNAL 
			
 CHAPTER EIGHT-STORM SIGNALAtlanta hadn’t seen real sunlight in seventy-two hours.The sky hung low and electric, a constant bruise of blue and violet clouds rolling like a slow tide over the skyline. Every radio tower pulsed with light, every phone flickered, every power grid breathed in and out like lungs.The world had stopped pretending this was weather.They were calling it The Pulse.News anchors couldn’t explain it. Scientists blamed atmospheric interference. Conspiracy boards said it was a government weapon test. But Kyle knew the truth: the storm was alive, and it was looking for him.He’d been hiding in an abandoned subway maintenance station beneath Edgewood Avenue. The tunnels were flooded in parts, half-lit by emergency bulbs he’d scavenged. Every few minutes, he could feel The Current ripple through the walls like a heartbeat.He hadn’t slept. Not really. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw his father’s face half human, half static murmuring through white noise. “Gui
				ECHO NETWORK 
			
CHAPTER 9 : ECHO NETWORK Three weeks after the storm, Atlanta no longer slept.Neon lights blinked through a haze of electromagnetic dust, and the air itself tasted metallic. Every few hours, the sky stuttered white static rippling through the clouds like a heartbeat. People called it the Pulse Weather. Scientists called it an anomaly. To Kyle Harrison, it felt like guilt made visible.He walked through the shell of an old subway interchange, boots splashing through rainwater and oil. The Echo Network’s hideout buzzed with restless energy hacked servers, ration boxes, and faces illuminated by the glow of stolen screens. They were fugitives, prophets, criminals, and believers all packed into one underground dream.Marcus leaned over a bank of monitors, muttering to himself. “Satellite pings say Division patrols hit Decatur last night. Half the Resonant camps scattered.”Kyle nodded without answering. His reflection in the cracked glass looked older, harder. The light that once flared 
				GHOST SIGNAL 
			
CHAPTER 10 The storm had a pulse.You could feel it if you stood still long enough that rhythm in the air, a vibration under the skin, like the world itself was breathing through static.Kyle Harrison felt it as soon as the depot lights died. One heartbeat. Two. Then silence so deep it swallowed sound itself.The blackout wasn’t ordinary. It carried a signature  a familiar, low-frequency hum that clawed at the edges of his consciousness. Helena’s signature.“Get the servers!” Marcus yelled, breaking the stillness. He grabbed a stack of drives, stuffing them into his tactical pack. “She’s trying to lock us in!”“Too late,” Leah snapped. The reinforced door at the far end of the depot slid shut with a clang, red emergency light bleeding across her face. “Manual override’s jammed.”Kyle’s mind raced. He pressed a palm to the cold metal wall, channeling a pulse of his own energy  the Harrison frequency, his inherited curse. Sparks flickered along the seams, and for a moment, he saw beyo