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CHAPTER 38: THE PRICE OF A MOTHER'S SACRIFICE
Hot and cold dust swirled around Miguel as he leaped from his drop point into the water-filled concrete chasm. The submerged Molserat Tech sirens echoed overhead, followed by the sound of Eleanor’s muffled scream. Water soaked Anya’s breathing mask, sending painful vibrations across her face.Miguel held Anya tighter, his heart pounding—not from the wound in his shoulder, but from the flashback of Eleanor imprinted in his mind. Her face was pale, her eyes staring blankly—yet behind that emptiness, there was a cold, final decision. As Eleanor lay near Shadow, her body trembling from the Dark injection, there was a moment before Shadow used her as a pawn and then… the moment Eleanor took the initiative.She had taken Shadow’s access card embedded in his arm, pushing Anya out of the range of Nineteen’s cold weapon. The sacrifice flashed through his mind; fragments of understanding, not regret. It was her final sacrifice—her soul taking control.“We… we have to go,” Anya gasped, breathles
Chapter 37 The Battle on the Roof
A red laser beam sliced through the thick plume of ozone smoke, swinging from Asset Nineteen’s arm unit. It was fast, precise, and undistorted by heat, defying all laws of physics in B4. Miguel’s clone unit moved, piercing the smoke as if the air were a vacuum.Miguel felt a burning sensation on his hot Dark-Blade. He flipped, his instincts driving him away from the attack, but his limp made his movement a sluggish calculation.He jumped instead of dodging laterally. It was an illogical move. A move impossible to predict.Nineteen’s attack missed Miguel’s chest by centimeters, hitting the recently struck Shadow unit instead. The laser flash turned Shadow’s anti-thermal suit into a layer of smoky carbon. Shadow’s body was pushed away from the cable connecting it to the All Access Pass."You always act before you think," Nineteen’s voice slid out, calm as liquid nitro, piercing the system noise. He landed on the wet data cables in the corner of B4. His figure in the smoke made him look
Chapter 36 The Data Bank Trap
Miguel felt a momentary confusion—the shadow hadn't carried Anya up, but down. His heart pounded. It was Anya's piercing intellect. Not an escape; it was a trap.He leaped into the same vertical utility shaft where Shadow had vanished, using the Molserat Gauntlet and the sharp Dark Blade as temporary anchors. The friction of the metal clasps against the cement wall created a high-pitched shriek, shattering the silence on Level Five. Target Nineteen was already gone. The entire rooftop battle scenario, the distraction by Dr. Dark and Mr. X.They were always aiming for the B4 Data Bank, Daniel’s vital core.Daniel. Molserat. Four.The atmosphere in B4 felt heavy and thick with ozone. Hot air met cold abruptly. Molserat's Cross-Continental Data Logistics Center looked like a cold iron tomb, silent, illuminated by amber warning lights. The automated motion sensors were jammed in a deadlock due to the previous EMP blast, but Molserat's manual overrides were still functional.He landed on t
Chapter 35 The Arrival of the Shadow
“I told you not to resist, Miss Molserat.” The voice—a perfectly intonated, mechanical monotone—pierced her from behind. The pressure of the muzzle pressed against the back of her skull stiffened Anya’s neck.She turned as far as she could without touching the weapon, her eyes sharp and focused, surveying her narrow field of vision. It was him. Daniel’s bodyguard, nicknamed ‘Shadow’ by PR, an efficient physical robotification with no ethical flaws. Daniel’s cruel, neat black anti-thermo suit. His appearance resembled Miguel’s, but stripped of all traces of emotional damage.Eleanor whimpered softly from behind a stack of boxes. Her adrenaline was working, forcing her to focus on the trauma, not on situational security.“Perfect timing,” Anya hissed. Her fingers touched the Dark Blade port, transferring Daniel’s secret data which she had downloaded specifically to ensure this Shadow, and no one else, would meet her here.“Miguel is looking for weapons,” Anya continued, her gaze fixed o
Chapter 34 SEALED POSSESSION
Miguel felt the pressure of the muzzle pressing against the back of Anya's head just before the clang of the Level 8 Armory door fully sealed shut. Across the thick steel plate he had just breached, the air immediately grew thin. The armory was dark, filled with the silhouettes of tactical weapons, yet all his instincts pointed downward, back to the fifth floor.There, amidst the stacks of smelly inventory boxes, a mechanical, uninflected voice shattered Anya’s false calm.“Step over there, Miss Molserat,” the voice hissed behind her, pressing the muzzle of Molserat’s heavy taser weapon into her spine.Anya froze. Eleanor’s eyes, now wide with trauma-fueled alertness from the Dark injection adrenaline, widened in silent desperation. The orphanage woman sensed its presence: Molserat Security Maintenance Unit, Asset Guard-3 (AG-3), one of Daniel’s stupidly loyal ‘assets,’ activated for this clandestine operation. It stood straighter than a normal human, its tactical uniform reflecting t
Chapter 33 The Trust Game
The Fifth Floor Inventory Warehouse felt like a smoke-choked beehive. The high-frequency noise still roared, drowning out the sound of the Molserat alarm system. Three members of the Elite Battalion stumbled, their eyes aching and their ears ringing.Miguel detached himself from the HVAC duct. The foul air of Molserat HQ rushed out, thick with industrial dust particles and the scent of biotech pharmaceuticals emanating from Eleanor’s body. His foster mother, wrapped in Miguel’s thermal netting, coughed weakly on his shoulder. The pain in his shoulder was unbearable.He saw Anya lying still on the floor beside a pile of luxurious refuse. Her left cheek was flushed red from Commander Kaelen’s slap. Daniel’s Glove, her primary thermal scanner, hung limply from Anya’s hand.“Miguel, my son. They… they’re draining the data…” Eleanor whispered, her traumatized, fearful eyes fixed straight on the black-uniformed Battalion, not her son.“Shh. Rest,” Miguel held Eleanor’s frail body with one a
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