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Ch. 117- Surviving
The island was pulsing like a machine with veins of fire and steel… communication towers piercing the fog, drone rotors slicing the humid air, and the hum of quantum cores buried deep beneath volcanic rock. To most, it was a fortress. To Connor and Kirra, it was the final heartbeat of the system that had haunted them for months. They arrived under blackout skies in a modified stealth transport, engines muted, hull painted with radar-suppressing polymers. The sea below churned, black and endless. Kirra glanced at the dashboard feed. “Thermal scans confirm multiple heat signatures: drone nests, two dozen sentries, and a primary AI core running along the eastern grid.” Connor adjusted the magnetic harness across his chest. “Then we cut the power first. No eyes, no control.” He checked his weapon, a hybrid pulse rifle linked to Kirra’s hacking module. With every move, they would need to blend code and combat. The jet hovered low over the waves. Kirra tapped a control node on her wris
Ch. 116- Prototype
Every nation, every network, every silent conversation between diplomats and CEOs now echoed with one word, across the world: The Architect.Connor and Kirra moved like ghosts through corridors of polished deceit. Tonight, they weren’t soldiers or hackers. They were diplomats in borrowed faces, navigating a masquerade of power where smiles were veils and handshakes hid knives.The conference hall glittered in the heart of Geneva, the kind of place where money bought morality and truth was traded like currency. Screens flashed graphs of “global stability indexes” and “AI security initiatives,” each sponsored by the same corporate syndicates that had quietly bankrolled The Architect’s rise.Kirra’s earpiece hummed. “Channel four is yours, Connor. Audio feed’s clear. I’ve mapped the firewalls.”Connor adjusted his cufflink… a disguised relay node. “Copy that. Keep eyes on the ambassador.”The ambassador in question, Elena Durova, strode across the hall in a cascade of silk and arrogance.
Ch. 115- Calculate?
The night was lit up with electric blue lights across the harbor as lightning crawled through low clouds. Connor stood at the edge of the pier, earpiece crackling with Kirra’s voice. “Thermal scans confirm multiple heat signatures inside. Heavy equipment. Automated turrets on both entrances.”“Confirmed,” Warner’s voice added from the van. “That’s not a shell facility. It’s still active. We’re looking at a full Helix restoration node.”Connor adjusted the grip on his rifle, eyes narrowing toward the decrepit warehouse ahead. “Then we shut it down — again.”They moved like shadows through the rain — Connor at point, Kirra flanking right with a compact tablet in her hand, and Warner coordinating overwatch from the command van parked two blocks away. The scent of ozone and oil clung to the air as thunder rolled in from the sea.This wasn’t just another mission. This was Project Revenant, reborn.*****Inside, the Helix warehouse was humming with life, rows of servers stacked like tombsto
Ch. 114- Allies and Betrayals
The safehouse was quiet except for the hum of the filtration fans. Outside, dawn had barely begun to bleed through the blinds — a weak gray light against the metallic sprawl of the city. Connor stood by the window, scanning the streets below, every muscle taut. After the Ghost Network raid, trust had become a luxury they couldn’t afford.Warner set down two steaming mugs of coffee on the table. “We’re running low on secure havens,” he muttered. “Every contact I’ve pinged either ghosts me or claims they’re under audit. The Architect’s reach is global now.”Connor nodded absently, eyes still on the skyline. “He’s not just cutting off our allies. He’s rewriting their loyalties.”The door hissed open. Kirra entered, hair pulled back, exhaustion etched into her face but her posture sharp as ever. “I found someone,” she said, voice low. “Ex-Helix. Former systems operative. He wants to meet — says he has data on The Architect’s original infrastructure design.”Connor turned from the window.
Ch. 113- Encrypted Line
Rain made the asphalt extra slick as Connor eased the unmarked vehicle down the service road. The city slept uneasily around them… tall, skeletal towers glowing with the pale pulse of corporate firewalls. Kirra sat beside him, eyes fixed on the projection hovering above her tablet, where strings of encrypted code pulsed like veins under a microscope.“Traffic pattern anomaly confirmed,” she said quietly. “Third subgrid blackout in two hours, all within Helix’s former jurisdiction.”Connor frowned. “So someone’s taking over their leftover infrastructure.”“Not someone,” she corrected, “The Architect. The blackout patterns form a map, his map.”Warner’s voice crackled through the comms. “Local authorities think it’s a systems test. But I pulled satellite relays, there is movement in grid sector nine. Civilian drones being rerouted mid-flight.”“Surveillance manipulation,” Connor said, tightening his grip on the wheel. “He’s covering his tracks.”Kirra zoomed in on the projection. A fai
Ch. 112- Collapsing System
The city had turned gray by morning. News feeds buzzed with static uncertainty, stock tickers glitched in red, and an invisible tension hung over every broadcast. Somewhere between victory and exposure, Connor felt the weight of the choice before them: a single decision that could shift the entire world’s perception of truth.In the dim glow of their safehouse, the team sat around an array of screens, maps, and encrypted drives. The air was thick with the hum of processors and the faint scent of coffee that no one had actually drunk.Kirra’s fingers moved quickly across the console. “These financial trails aren’t just dirty,” she murmured. “They’re radioactive. The Architect didn’t just bankroll Helix, he’s been weaving influence through the very institutions that enforce law and order.”Warner scrolled through the files, his expression tightening. “World banks. Defense contractors. Cabinet officials from at least three countries. This isn’t corruption, it’s the infrastructure.”Conno
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