The dim glow of computer screens illuminated the tension-filled room.Terminator X worked furiously, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he decrypted files recovered from Samuel’s encrypted devices.Lines of data scrolled down the monitors like an ominous countdown, each revelation tightening the noose around the team.“It’s bigger than we thought,” Terminator X muttered, his voice breaking the silence.“The Arbiter isn’t just targeting us—he’s infiltrating corporations, politicians, tech giants. He’s building a web to control everything.”Louis stood behind him, arms crossed, his jaw clenched.“What’s the endgame?”Terminator X pointed to a cluster of flagged files.“Economic collapse, blackmail, and consolidation of power. They’re dismantling key industries and replacing leadership with their puppets. This isn’t just about you, Louis—it’s about total domination.”Pearl leaned against the wall, her arms folded tightly.“So we’re fighting an entire shadow empire? Great. Any good

The ground shuddered as small explosives erupted outside the Kindsor estate, sending shards of glass raining onto the ballroom floor.Screams filled the air as chaos consumed the once-glittering gala.“Everyone, move to the exits!” Louis shouted, motioning frantically toward the panicked guests.Juliet grabbed a dazed woman by the arm and guided her toward the exit.“Stay calm and keep moving!” she urged, her own heartbeat thundering in her ears.Through the commotion, Terminator X’s voice crackled in Louis’s earpiece.“The Arbiter’s men are in the west wing, planting more charges. If we don’t stop them now, this place is coming down.”“Understood,” Louis replied. He turned to Pearl, who was scanning the room.“Can you handle the security system? We need to take back control.”Pearl nodded sharply. “Give me five minutes.”“You’ve got three.” Louis tightened his grip on his weapon and headed toward the west wing.In the security room, Pearl worked swiftly, her fingers flying over the k

Louis’s heart raced as he read the message from The Arbiter, the words sending a cold shiver down his spine: “Your dear father might be one reason you’re facing this fate.”The message was a direct challenge, and Louis’s frustration boiled over.Who was this mysterious threat, and why was The Arbiter so sure that the danger was close to him?He stormed into the Kindsor family estate, his mind whirling with thoughts of betrayal.The air inside felt colder than it had ever been, and every step toward his father’s office felt heavier.It was hard to ignore the weight of years spent in exile, but now, with his hands clenched into fists, Louis wasn’t a boy anymore.He had power, he had purpose, and he would find out the truth.When Louis entered the study, his father’s eyes lit up. A rare smile crept across his face.“Louis! It’s been too long,” his father said, standing from his desk and extending his arms.But Louis wasn’t fooled.The warmth in his father’s voice felt like a distant memo

Louis stood in front of the dilapidated manor, the wind howling through the trees surrounding it. The manor, once full of life and warmth, now stood as a ghostly shell of its former self.The walls were weathered, and the windows were dark, yet there was an undeniable sense of familiarity that tugged at Louis’s chest."Oh mom. I miss you," he murmured.This place, once home to his mother, now seemed to mock him, reminding him of the unanswered questions and the betrayal that had plagued him for so long.As he stepped through the creaking door, a chill ran down his spine. It felt as if the house itself was holding its breath, waiting for him. The house was eerily preserved, as though frozen in time.He heard the voice of The Arbiter in his mind, echoing the words from the message: “Come alone, Louis. This is where it all began. Where your fate was sealed. Let us finish what we started.”The hallway stretched out before him, its old portraits hanging crookedly on the walls.Each one se

Juliet and Pearl crouched in the shadows just outside the dilapidated manor, the chill of the night seeping into their bones.Despite Louis's explicit orders to stay behind, neither could bear the thought of letting him face The Arbiter alone.Armed with determination and quiet resolve, they had followed him, keeping a safe distance as he ventured inside.“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Pearl whispered, her eyes darting toward the dimly lit windows of the manor.Juliet shot her a determined look.“Louis may think he’s invincible, but he’s not. If he’s walking into a trap, we need to be there to pull him out.”They crept around the perimeter, their steps cautious and silent.It was Juliet who first noticed the faint outline of a trapdoor partially concealed by overgrown weeds near the manor’s side entrance.“Here,” she hissed, motioning Pearl over.“Help me get this open.”Together, they pried the rusted door open, revealing a narrow set of stone steps leading into darkness.“I’ll