Kade’s evil smile widened the moment he heard the terrified screams beneath the cracked bunker doors. Children cried, adults shouted desperately. People begged for the fighting outside to stop. Kade slowly lifted his hand toward the bunker entrance. “Well now…” He muttered, “Would you look at that?” Michael’s expression darkened instantly, “Kade.” The man ignored him completely. “You Scofields care so much about protecting people, don’t you?” Kade laughed softly, “Let’s see how you handle this.” Green energy began to sleep through his tightened fist, he was going to punch open the bunker door. Michael moved immediately. Blue energy exploded beneath his feet as he tackled Kade sideways before he could start punching. The two crashed through the side of the property and rolled violently across the street outside. “You sick bastard!” He roared as he punched Kade repeatedly. Kade blocked the first two hits and headbutted him hard enough to crack the pavement beneath them. “You he

"Let go." She coldly demanded as her eyes glowed but it only made Adrian's smile widen. Mira’s glowing eyes dimmed immediately the moment he smiled at her. The pressure she tried to build with her powers disappeared almost instantly, mostly because her body was still exhausted from everything that had happened during the war. Adrian noticed it right away and chuckled softly before pulling her slightly closer by the wrist, “Those eyes of yours don’t scare me…” He said calmly. For a second, she looked genuinely offended by that statement. Almost everyone feared her the moment her crimson glow appeared, soldiers froze around her, politicians avoided looking directly at her, even trained fighters hesitated. Yet, Adrian sat there, acting like she was just another difficult girl with attitude problems. Her eyes lost their glow completely and she looked away, “Whatever.” He finally released her hand and leaned back into the couch again. “I guess you’re fine now, seeing how much fire y

The hotel room looked like a hurricane had passed through it. The bed was completely destroyed, one side bent inward like someone had been slammed against it with enough force to break the frame apart. Clothes were scattered everywhere across the floor, one lamp had been shattered and the curtains were partially ripped down. Barry slowly turned in place, his heartbeat picking up. “Something’s wrong.” “Yeah…” Adrian replied quietly, his expression had completely changed now. The playful grin he usually carried was gone. His eyes were darker, sharper, focused entirely on the room around him. “Something’s very wrong.” Barry watched as he carefully inspected the area. The floor had scrape marks, the wall near the television had a deep crack in it, and one chair had been split clean in half. “Obviously there’s been a fight…” Adrian muttered, “And he lost.” Barry frowned immediately, “What? Michael? Lose a fight?” “Not fair and square.” Adrian corrected calmly, he crouched near the si

Celia leaned back slowly in the chair inside the meeting room, her phone still in her hand after the call with Adrian ended. The silence around her felt unbearable. Every hour that passed made the fear inside her chest worse. At first she kept telling herself Michael would escape somehow, that he would burst through a wall somewhere with that confident grin on his face and act like the whole thing wasn’t a big deal. But now… Three days had passed. And the only thing they knew for sure was that whoever took him had used the compound. That thought alone terrified her. Because every time that substance got involved, something horrible followed. Celia lowered her head slightly as dark thoughts pushed into her mind. What if he was hurt? What if they tortured him? What if…? “No.” She immediately shook her head hard, she refused to finish that thought. The meeting room door opened quietly, Monica stepped inside first with Max following behind her. She looked exhausted too, she stress

Soldiers immediately moved into position around the property while others escorted Celia away from the helicopter platform. “Inside, now and don't come out until this has been handled.” The armed soldier firmly told her. Celia looked reluctant for a moment but quickly obeyed after noticing how serious everyone suddenly became. The drone continued hovering above them quietly. It wasn’t attacking or moving around aggressively, that somehow made it even creepier. Within minutes, more trained personnel arrived outside the mansion grounds. Several rifles aimed carefully upward while technicians rushed over carrying electronic equipment. One younger soldier adjusted his aim nervously, “Should we shoot it down?” “Absolutely not.” The voice came from an older commander walking toward them calmly, his face looked hardened with experience. “If that thing’s carrying explosives and you hit the wrong part, you could trigger it over the entire estate.” He explained. The younger soldier immed