Matt’s POV“I feel so guilty that I am practically dragging you into doing all of this,” Skye said to me as we were sneaking into the laboratory owned by Douglas Cane. “Don’t be. Although it might look that way, you should know that I was not forced or pushed into doing any of this. Just like everyone else, I have my own reasons. And I am proud to say I am trying to take part in doing good things for future generations,” I answered with humor and sincerity. “I agree with you about the goal, but you could stay in your lab to do your research, not here in the field and holding a weapon to kill when you took an oath to save lives,” Skye stated.We were close to each other, and I could hear her voice in a whisper. I can tell she turned the mic off so she could speak to me privately. I appreciate her words, but I could not tell Skye the reasons why I was here with her– doing things totally opposite to what I am supposed to be doing professionally. I couldn’t tell her the entirety of my
Marco’s POVWe got into the place without the same hassle as Gab, Skye, and I had gone through the last time we came to take this place down into the ground. “This is weird!” I whispered. “Something doesn’t feel right,” I added. “You shouldn’t take it that way, Macky,” Skye replied nonchalantly. “How do you suggest we take this?” Gab said while carefully checking every corner. “Take it as if someone has cleared the path for us already,” she said, laughing softly. I was taken aback. It was a good thing that the whole surrounding was covered with darkness. “The entire alarm system had been down ever since this morning, and most of their people are busy trying to fix the problem, which they could not figure out what,” a man from the IT team reported. “If that is the case, this is the best chance we had among all the times we attempted to invade this place,” Winston said. “We have taken the guards down from our designated areas,” he also reported. “Don’t let your guard down. We ha
Gab’s POV“Fuck!”Even without seeing who groaned that word, I could perfectly tell it was Marco. “What’s going on out there?” I asked. “Gab, I have to leave my spot. Skye walked into another door,” Marco answered with obvious panic in his tone. “Go ahead. We are almost done here, right Matt?” I winked at Matt, although I was aware we were only halfway to being done inside the room. He also paused as soon as Marco finished his words. “Don’t worry about us. Go after Skye, Marco, hurry up!” Matt answered right away. Then, his movements also became quicker compared to how he was earlier. Not that he was taking his time before we heard Marco’s words, but I guess the news that Skye was needing more assistance made the doctor move with speed. I do not understand fully what makes Matt join this craziness Marco and I are being supportive of Skye, but I believe it had something to do with the involvement of science in all f these. Matthew is a medical practitioner. Whether he admits it
Winston’s POVI used to think I had seen it all. Life has had its ups and downs, and one way or another, I have built connections with people through fate. I have seen how fairness and its opposite had affected lives, here and there, then and now. I always believed in the exerted effort on everything we do, spiced with passion, to the extent of martyrdom, rise and fall, win and lose, name it you’ll have it. But I was beyond surprised to realize that even bad weather could bring good news and be a great help. It was greatly astonishing and bewildering! It was too hard to believe. And so, although I was glad at its outcome, the feeling that another shoe would drop any time soon kept me guarded. Call it intuition. Call it instinct. Call it whatever, but something made me build my invisible walls of guardedness even stronger than usual and my cautiousness intensified. I was not totally against the idea to proceed with the plan when the weather forecast declared that the date Supremo ha
Skye’s POV“What the….?” I couldn’t take my eyes off the portrait hanging on the wall in the fancy office that I walked into. Behind the wall that appeared to be a dead end in the hallway earlier, there seemed to be a fire exit, so I decided to check where it would lead me. But I noticed a different door. It didn’t look obvious as a door, I just noticed it wasn’t hard when I happened to lean on the wall, and it didn’t feel like concrete. “What is it?” I heard Macro say, standing behind me. Marco must have heard my word, although it was said softly. “Look at that….” I pointed my flashlight in a direction on the wall.“Eh?!” Marco shrieked. I knew exactly why he reacted the way he did. “Well, isn’t this a surprise?! I wonder who that could be,” I snorted mockingly. “Is it just me and my eyes or….?” Marco asked. “Yeah? Why so?” I replied, chuckling. “I’m not so sure, but damn!” Marco snapped a finger. “It’s either you have a twin brother or it’s you wearing a male suit in that p
Matt’s POV“Medic!” The loud sound of a masculine voice shouting from a distance reached my ears. I felt funny that someone was calling me, but as I was inside the room, only silence would respond o me when I stopped and focused on listening. So, I decided to step out for a moment. I was going to ask the guys outside the door if they heard anything. “God damn it, Matthew! Come over here!!!” These were the words that welcomed my ears the moment I set foot out of the room. “Marco?!” I mumbled. No matter if I could not see the man, that voice was a very familiar one to me. I would never be mistaken. But I noticed the sound I was hearing was not coming from the earpiece. “Medic!?” This time it was Gab, but I could hear Marco’s panicked voice as well, although his words sounded gibberish. “Gab!? What the hell is going on there? Where are you, guys?! Skye?!” I was mindlessly talking. But they don’t seem to hear anything I am saying. “Marco, I will go fetch Matthew,” Gab spoke with
Marco’s POVWhen the man in the room said he was Douglas Cane, an odious ambiance filled the entire room. He looks so similar to Skye. Have I not seen her biological father, Brandon Ford, I would have thought they were father and daughter. But even Brandon did not look as much like Skye compared to how this man appeared to be. The man in front of us looked like a male and an older version of Skye. Douglas Cane.The most wanted target enemy on our list! He even came out of nowhere. His entrance was grand. Had he been watching us? He was just seated on the swivel chair behind the office desk. He seemed fine the whole time he was talking. But it did not take him more than a few words to introduce himself and clearly state the connections between him and Skye, then Skye collapsed. At the same time, the man Douglas fell off his chair and died on the floor. Gab and I panicked, but as I was holding Skye in my arms, Gab went out of the room to call for Medical assistance. Matthew came in
Skye’s POVAfter saying he was beyond convinced I was there to take whatever the hell of place he was blabbering about, Douglas Cane started to look like he was out of breath. I could not understand why as I saw him struggle, I felt the same. I felt like I could feel exactly the same as what he looked like before my eyes. ‘Why can’t I breathe?’I couldn’t even make a sound. But most of all, I couldn’t move. I tried to reach my chest and pound it to remind my lungs to open up for a fill of air. But no matter how I tried to move my muscles, my joints, even the tiniest part of my body, wouldn’t even flinch!And maybe due to the fact that I was not moving, Marco and Gab did not notice my struggle until I dropped like a dead log to the ground. Thankfully, Marco’s reflexes did not fail to catch me on time before my body reached the cemented floor. “Skye!”I heard Marco yelp. Gab’s voice followed after Marco’s when he realized I was down. “Medic!” Gab screamed. “Is she hurt? I did not se