Fault Lines

Zoe stood atop the Chrysler Building, her eyes fixed on the swirling vortex of energy that hovered ominously over Central Park. The New York skyline, once a testament to human ambition, now seemed fragile in the face of cosmic forces. She took a deep breath, centering herself as she had countless times before, but the memory of her near-defeat in this very spot days ago threatened to shake her resolve.

"Zoe, what's your status?" Marcus's voice crackled through her earpiece.

"In position," she replied, her eyes never leaving the rift. "But this one's different, Marcus. It's... pulsing. Almost like it's breathing."

"I'm seeing similar patterns in London," came Jaden's voice, tight with tension. "Whatever's happening, it's coordinated."

Zoe's mind flashed back to their last encounter in New York. The way the rift had seemed to anticipate her moves, how it had nearly overwhelmed her defenses. She'd always prided herself on her control, on being the team's rock. But in that moment, she'd f
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