2025-06-10 02:00:02Dann’s eyes opened, his gaze steely as he watched Max disappear down the corridor to ready Eagle Tiger for the mission. His mind churned with every bit of information Roy had shared—names, faces, and suspicions connected to the Chain. This wasn’t a mere external threat; it was a war against the very fabric of loyalty within his organization, and he couldn’t afford a single misstep.
As he stood alone in the tactical room, Dann thought of the generals and high-ranking officials he'd served with for years. Now, the possibility that some of them might be colluding with the Chain gnawed at him. There were men he’d fought beside, men he’d trusted his life with. If any of them had turned, he would have to face the painful duty of confronting them. A low beep on the command console brought him back to the moment. It was a secure message from Roy, indicating new intel. He opened the file, and a single word popped up: Cobra. Dann’s brow furrowed. C
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A dangerous smile ghosted across Dann’s lips. He leaned forward, placing both hands on the polished table, his eyes burning into the President’s.“Be careful, Mr. President. Nations don’t bow to politicians. They bow to the men who can burn empires down with their bare hands. And I…” Dann’s voice dropped into a chilling whisper. “…I’ve already proven I can.”A few ministers audibly swallowed, shifting in their seats.For the first time in years, the President felt the weight of fear creeping up his spine.The President’s smile returned, polished and practiced, though his knuckles whitened against the glass he held.“You threaten me in my own chamber, Mr. Riddect?” His tone was calm, but beneath it was steel. “That may work on a battlefield, but here… words are weapons sharper than swords.”Dann didn’t blink. “Then sharpen yours, old man. Let’s see whose cut deeper.”A nervous chuckle escaped one of the ministers, quickly silenced when Dann’s gaze snapped to him like a predator to prey
How Mr. President?
The words sliced through the silence, drawing a sharp intake of breath from the gathered officers. General Veyra shifted in her seat, her silver armor gleaming faintly under the torchlight, but she kept her lips sealed. Kaelen’s brow furrowed, hands gripping the table as if he expected a brawl to break out at any second. Orvan’s keen eyes flicked between the two men, already calculating what would happen if fists—or swords—were drawn.Only Maelor, the oldest among them, spoke with weary calm. “Enough, Jarek. Accusations will not win us this war. Nor will your pride.”But Jarek slammed his fist on the table, rattling the maps and goblets. “Pride? No, Maelor—truth! He reeks of betrayal. His very presence here insults the blood we spilled while he vanished like a coward!”The chamber erupted in murmurs, the soldiers posted by the doors exchanging uneasy glances.Dann’s lips curved in a sharp, dangerous smile. He met Jarek’s glare without flinching. “You think you know the truth? You thin
What Price?
Her eyes blazed. “I’m not abandoning my post—”“You’re not dying here either,” Dann growled, hauling her up just as a grenade clinked across the deck.His eyes widened. “Down!”The blast ripped through the air, the shockwave throwing them both against the bulkhead. Dann’s ears rang, vision swimming—but through the smoke, he saw something that froze his blood.The mutineers weren’t just attacking.They were flying the enemy’s colors.Dann’s knuckles tightened on the edge of the table, his voice carrying the steel of command though his chest burned with rage.“Who told you this?” he demanded, eyes locked on General Rowan.Rowan shifted uncomfortably, his jaw tense. “The report came from inside Konzia’s council chambers. Their envoys spoke of a private negotiation—one not listed in any official record. Someone from within our own war councils may be trading information for favors.”The hall erupted in mutters, the generals exchanging wary glances. Treachery within the ranks was more dang
The Falcon-9
The room fell silent except for the hum of data feeds. Seconds later, Han’s console beeped with the hit.The name flashing on the screen made Dann’s blood run cold.It was someone who shouldn’t be alive.Dann’s knuckles whitened against the polished edge of the war table as the latest intelligence streamed in—grainy satellite images of ships clustering in the Teluk Naraga like vultures circling a carcass.The supply crisis had grown worse. What began as tense negotiations over dwindling fuel and food reserves had now spiraled into something far more dangerous. Shots had been fired between two allied fleets, and rumors of mutiny within one of the foreign navies were spreading fast.General Makarov’s voice cut through the heavy silence. “Sir, if this escalates, the alliance could fracture within days. The Teluk controls over sixty percent of maritime trade in the region. If we lose it—”“We won’t lose it,” Dann snapped, the air around him charged with an authority that brooked no argume
Teluk Arasha
The tension in the war room was thick enough to cut with a blade.Dann’s gaze swept over the holographic map projected in front of him—the Teluk Arasha glowed in an ominous red, dotted with markers representing naval fleets from six different nations. The supply lines were shrinking fast, like veins slowly closing off from the heart of the battle.“Admiral Caine,” Dann said, his voice low but razor-sharp, “you told me two days ago that the Arasha corridor was secured. So explain to me why three allied fleets are now at each other’s throats over a shipment of grain and fuel?”Caine stiffened, his jaw tightening. “Sir, intelligence reports indicate that rogue factions infiltrated the supply convoys. They’ve been redirecting resources—”“Don’t you dare give me that sanitized briefing,” Dann cut in, slamming his palm onto the table. “We’re talking about men starving, engines dying, and nations ready to fire on each other. This is more than a ‘rogue faction.’ Someone is orchestrating this,
The True Threat
The transport jet ripped through the sky like a blade of vengeance. Inside, Dann Riddect stood silent, visor down, eyes dark with a fury that no longer needed words. The other soldiers aboard barely dared breathe.Across from him, Ares glanced over, uncertain. “If it’s a trap, you won’t survive going alone.”Dann didn’t look up. “That’s the idea.”“You’re not expendable, Dann.”“No,” Dann replied coldly. “I’m inevitable.”The silence that followed wasn’t one of awe—it was fear. Even the wind outside seemed to hush around him, as if the world itself braced for the carnage he would unleash.Suddenly, a low beep sounded in his neural implant. A secure message. Untraceable.It was a video.He tapped the side of his helmet, and the display flickered on.Eva.Strapped to an obsidian pillar, her eyes swollen but alive. Around her, runes flickered—binding, draining, punishing. She looked straight into the camera.“Dann,” she rasped, “don’t come for me. It’s not worth the world.”And then… a c
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