Chapter: Shadows in the Mountain
The glow of the hospital’s fluorescent lights flickered faintly as Tayo and Sona worked tirelessly inside.
Moving from one room to another, they continued their miraculous task of restoring vampires to their human form.
The hospital’s atmosphere, once heavy with despair, had begun to shift.
Each successful healing brought waves of hope and renewed energy to the staff and patients alike.
In the hallways, the remaining staff and onlookers couldn’t contain their excitent.
Many had their phones raised, recording videos of Tayo and Sona’s actions. So stread the events live on social dia platforms, spreading the news of Tayo’s work in real-ti.
Within monts, the internet was flooded with hashtags and comnts praising the fairy and her companion.
"Miracle Workers," so called them. "The Guardians of Humanity," others said.
Tayo, focused on the task at hand, paid no mind to the attention.
Her mismatched eyes scanned the patients as she perford her healing abilities.
Beside her, Sona floated silently, her usual cheerfulness replaced with quiet determination.
While Tayo healed the wounded and transford the cursed, Sona ensured no stray threat interrupted their mission, her senses attuned to the hospital’s unusual energy.
anwhile, far away in a governnt office bathed in dim light, a group of officials monitored these events closely. In the control room, multiple screens displayed the live feeds of Tayo’s work.
One officer leaned forward, squinting at the footage. "Fairy Tayo and her companion," he muttered, tapping his pen against the desk. "Another mber of the Union, bold enough to act in public."
Another officer turned from his console and spoke. "We need to inform the higher-ups imdiately. The President must know about this."
Within minutes, the information traveled up the chain of command. In the President’s private office, a high-level eting was already underway.
The President, a tall man with graying hair and a face hardened by years of political maneuvering, sat at the head of a long round table.
Ministers filled the seats around him, their faces reflecting a mixture of apprehension and weariness.
A large projector illuminated the center of the room, displaying a map of the country with several red markers scattered across it.
One of the ministers, a younger man with glasses and a nervous deanor, hesitantly broke the silence.
"Mr. President, I believe we should leave Fairy Tayo alone. She’s been helping people since the beginning. Her intentions are clearly benevolent."
The President’s eyes narrowed, his gaze sharp enough to cut through the tension in the room.
His voice, cold and unwavering, carried a weight that silenced the minister instantly. "Do you work for Fairy Tayo or for the people?"
The minister’s face flushed, and he fumbled for words. "That’s not what I ant, sir. I was rely suggesting—"
The President cut him off, his tone rising slightly. "I don’t care what any power holder is doing. Good or bad, they all belong either in a cell or six feet underground." His words hung heavy in the air, shocking the room into silence.
The ministers exchanged uncertain glances. So shifted uncomfortably in their seats, while others stared at the map projected before them.
The red markers seed to glow ominously, each one representing an area affected by power holder activity.
After a long pause, the President leaned back, exhaling deeply. "I know what you’re thinking," he said, his tone softening slightly. "You think I’m being too harsh. But look at what these power holders have done to the world. If we let them roam free, unchecked, do you really believe they won’t bring about chaos?"
One of the older ministers, his hand trembling slightly, raised a question. "Mr. President, are you confident our military can handle all the power holders? So of them... their abilities are beyond anything we’ve faced before."
The President’s lips curled into a thin smile. "Don’t worry. We have a capable power holder on our side. A forr soldier—one who knows their kind better than anyone else. He’ll ensure we restore the peace these power holders have disrupted."
The ministers exchanged uneasy looks but said nothing further. The President turned to his assistant, a man with neatly combed black hair, glasses perched on his nose, and a sharp black suit. "Inform the Rangers about Fairy Tayo," the President ordered.
The assistant adjusted his glasses and nodded. "As you wish, Mr. President." He turned and left the room, his polished shoes clicking against the floor.
Outside, he approached a team of security personnel stationed near the entrance.
"Contact Ranger Logan imdiately," he said in a clipped tone.
The head of security saluted and quickly relayed the ssage. In a secure base located deep within the West Mountain Range, a satellite phone buzzed to life.
On the other end, a calm and authoritative voice answered.
"Ranger Logan," the security officer began. "You have a new mission. Two power holders have been spotted near City Gaya, at a hospital. Your task is to either arrest them or eliminate them if they resist."
Ranger Logan, a stoic man with sharp features and a voice like gravel, listened without interruption.
His lips curled into a faint smirk at the orders, though he gave no verbal response. Instead, he disconnected the call, the satellite phone falling silent once more.
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Back at the unknown location, Adam sat across from Atlas, deep in thought. His expression was calm, but his mind raced as he processed the information he had gathered. Reaching out telepathically, he contacted Mikasa.
"Mikasa," Adam began, his voice steady. "I’ve uncovered so critical information. I need you to investigate sothing imdiately."
Mikasa’s voice ca through the link, sharp and professional. "Tell what you’ve found, Lord Adam. I’ll handle it."
"There’s a governnt facility hidden in the West Mountain Range, sowhere to the 5km or higher. I want you to monitor it closely. Track all activity—who enters, who leaves, and anything unusual. Report back to as soon as you can."
Mikasa’s response was swift. "Understood. I’ll begin the surveillance imdiately."
Disconnecting the link, Mikasa activated her satellite network, scanning the mountainous region for signs of the facility.
The exact coordinates weren’t provided, forcing her to carefully analyze every detail of the terrain.
After so ti, her keen eyes caught sothing—a faint trail of activity leading to a road that disappeared into the mountains.
Zooming in, she spotted military personnel stationed at an unmarked location. The road seed to lead directly into the heart of the mountain, vanishing into what appeared to be a concealed entrance.
Mikasa’s lips curved into a satisfied smile. "Found it," she murmured to herself. "Now to keep watch and gather intel."
She began setting up surveillance, her focus unwavering. The Chapter ended with Mikasa’s determination echoing through the silent mountain range, a quiet yet vital step in uncovering the truth behind the governnt’s plans.
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