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Airwave Building

Ylaso // Elia

Liberator and Savior stepped out of the private elevator and saw dozens of protesters all over the main floor. Some of them were heading towards the other floors while others were busy inside the security room, coming up the next move. Amalia Hudson, owner of Amalia's Armory, was busily investigating the weaponry used by the former security, Soon enough, both men entered and greeted the former officer while she was inspecting one of the pistols to determine its usefulness. Amalia placed down the weapon, took some notes on her pad, and acknowledged both men. "For some private security firm, they have some quality weaponry. It must have cost a fortune to secure from the police."

"How do you know Airwave got weapons from them?"

"Besides a change of color, the designs look identical to what the police use on-duty." Amalia explained while adding in some final words to her journal tablet. She then gave a short tour of the security room, explaining that everything was in working condition. Video surveillance was still working correctly with a few secrets hidden from Airwave's workers. Several of the protesters were already hard on work to find them in their cloud system. And she briefly mentioned bringing her armory over here before moving on to the building's defenses. That talk lasted for a half-hour before Liberator quickly approved nearly every idea and suggestion.

Before Amalia knew it, Savior and Liberator disappeared from her sight. Both men walked back to the lobby and saw the massive crowd of protesters awaiting their next move. "Good luck, hon." Savior quietly whispered to Liberator before kissing him on the cheek and disappearing into the crowd.

Liberator wasn't able to stop his grinning until he forced himself nearby a handmade platform. Before giving his speech, he pulled out a small square from his pocket and pressed it on his forehead. In a matter of seconds, it transformed into a mask capable of blocking facial recognition technologies. People that were seeing him in person saw the mask as someone iconic from the Old World. Everyone else that was watching through footage only saw black cubes and rectangles spreading all over the screen along with messages. Once the mask was done, Liberator walked up the stage and greeted the protesters as their cheers got louder. He waited for them to settle down before delivering his speech.

"With the occupation of Airwave's headquarters, we have taken the necessary steps towards a better tomorrow where we are finally free—freed from the corrupt capitalist regime where only the elites profited while the rest of us were deprived. And since we found that courage to march for five demands, thousands of our brothers and sisters have been arrested without trial. The Royal Family already found them and all of us guilty of public nuisance charges and being traitors. But we know the truth. We are guilty because we dare to challenge them and stand-up for ourselves. They are afraid of us because we have taken action to fulfill our five demands.

But with today's bold move, a sixth demand is needed more than ever to achieve all of our demands. We must abolish the corrupt monarchy responsible for the inequality!"

Savior's eyes widen in surprise of the unexpected announcement as the crowd erupted in applause and cheers. While Liberator kept on speaking, he pulled up his sleeve and saw messages from other leaders demanding an emergency meeting. Some of them wanted the speech to end immediately, but it was already too late. Savior pulled down his sleeve and kept on watching his lover address the masses.

"Because we are the only path towards prosperity and equality! The only path to move forward towards that better tomorrow. And even if it gets bloodied and blackened, it will shine bright because it's the right direction for all of us! That shining path will be there to guide us―no matter what! We will follow that path towards its end to find that pot of gold waiting for our taking! We are the resistance! And we are the Shining Path!"

Tarlington Palace

Ylaso // Elia

Fomer Commissioner Harley Lawrence slowly awakened to the sound of people discussing the latest reports. He tried to get up from the ground but heard the sound of chains hitting the metal. That stopped the chatting for a moment before someone shouted for Lawrence to open his eyes. And upon opening them, he found himself in front of the entire Royal Family. King and Queen Richardson were sitting on their thrones with their children behind them. Both of them, along with some of the children, were upset over his recent failure. Benjamin looked down upon the arrestee and began addressing him, "Sir Harley Lawrence, former Commissioner of Ylaso Police Force, you are here charged for failure to uphold your oath as Commissioner. In addition, you are also being charged with treason. The punishment for both crimes is death by public execution. How do you plead?"

"Not guilty!" Lawrence responded without hesitation. "If I had more time, then-"

Queen Freya rudely interrupted the former Commissioner by holding up her hand in a halting motion. "Your plead is rescind since you have failed to contain the rebels. Now, they are control of Airwave's headquarters and the CEO was most likely murder. That's why you have been found guilty for treason, violating the oath, and the murder of Stella Baxter. You are sentenced to death by public execution, which will take place tomorrow night. Your family has been informed and will attend your execution. Before death, a small ceremony will be held. After death, your body will be displayed as an example until it starts decomposing. Then, it will be cremated, and the ashes will be given to your family. Do you understand?"

"I-" Lawrence couldn't fully answer the question.

"Guards." Freya called out them. "Escort the traitor away to his cell."

Lawrence remained silent as the guards dragged him away to the dungeon. He took one last look at the Royal Family, who was calmly looking down upon him, and then the door was shut close.




Airwave Building

Ylaso // Elia

Liberator and Savior stepped out of the private elevator and saw dozens of protesters all over the main floor. Some of them were heading towards the other floors while others were busy inside the security room, coming up the next move. Amalia Hudson, owner of Amalia's Armory, was busily investigating the weaponry used by the former security, Soon enough, both men entered and greeted the former officer while she was inspecting one of the pistols to determine its usefulness. Amalia placed down the weapon, took some notes on her pad, and acknowledged both men. "For some private security firm, they have some quality weaponry. It must have cost a fortune to secure from the police."

"How do you know Airwave got weapons from them?"

"Besides a change of color, the designs look identical to what the police use on-duty." Amalia explained while adding in some final words to her journal tablet. She then gave a short tour of the security room, explaining that everything was in working condition. Video surveillance was still working correctly with a few secrets hidden from Airwave's workers. Several of the protesters were already hard on work to find them in their cloud system. And she briefly mentioned bringing her armory over here before moving on to the building's defenses. That talk lasted for a half-hour before Liberator quickly approved nearly every idea and suggestion.

Before Amalia knew it, Savior and Liberator disappeared from her sight. Both men walked back to the lobby and saw the massive crowd of protesters awaiting their next move. "Good luck, hon." Savior quietly whispered to Liberator before kissing him on the cheek and disappearing into the crowd.

Liberator wasn't able to stop his grinning until he forced himself nearby a handmade platform. Before giving his speech, he pulled out a small square from his pocket and pressed it on his forehead. In a matter of seconds, it transformed into a mask capable of blocking facial recognition technologies. People that were seeing him in person saw the mask as someone iconic from the Old World. Everyone else that was watching through footage only saw black cubes and rectangles spreading all over the screen along with messages. Once the mask was done, Liberator walked up the stage and greeted the protesters as their cheers got louder. He waited for them to settle down before delivering his speech.

"With the occupation of Airwave's headquarters, we have taken the necessary steps towards a better tomorrow where we are finally free—freed from the corrupt capitalist regime where only the elites profited while the rest of us were deprived. And since we found that courage to march for five demands, thousands of our brothers and sisters have been arrested without trial. The Royal Family already found them and all of us guilty of public nuisance charges and being traitors. But we know the truth. We are guilty because we dare to challenge them and stand-up for ourselves. They are afraid of us because we have taken action to fulfill our five demands.

But with today's bold move, a sixth demand is needed more than ever to achieve all of our demands. We must abolish the corrupt monarchy responsible for the inequality!"

Savior's eyes widen in surprise of the unexpected announcement as the crowd erupted in applause and cheers. While Liberator kept on speaking, he pulled up his sleeve and saw messages from other leaders demanding an emergency meeting. Some of them wanted the speech to end immediately, but it was already too late. Savior pulled down his sleeve and kept on watching his lover address the masses.

"Because we are the only path towards prosperity and equality! The only path to move forward towards that better tomorrow. And even if it gets bloodied and blackened, it will shine bright because it's the right direction for all of us! That shining path will be there to guide us―no matter what! We will follow that path towards its end to find that pot of gold waiting for our taking! We are the resistance! And we are the Shining Path!"

Tarlington Palace

Ylaso // Elia

Fomer Commissioner Harley Lawrence slowly awakened to the sound of people discussing the latest reports. He tried to get up from the ground but heard the sound of chains hitting the metal. That stopped the chatting for a moment before someone shouted for Lawrence to open his eyes. And upon opening them, he found himself in front of the entire Royal Family. King and Queen Richardson were sitting on their thrones with their children behind them. Both of them, along with some of the children, were upset over his recent failure. Benjamin looked down upon the arrestee and began addressing him, "Sir Harley Lawrence, former Commissioner of Ylaso Police Force, you are here charged for failure to uphold your oath as Commissioner. In addition, you are also being charged with treason. The punishment for both crimes is death by public execution. How do you plead?"

"Not guilty!" Lawrence responded without hesitation. "If I had more time, then-"

Queen Freya rudely interrupted the former Commissioner by holding up her hand in a halting motion. "Your plead is rescind since you have failed to contain the rebels. Now, they are control of Airwave's headquarters and the CEO was most likely murder. That's why you have been found guilty for treason, violating the oath, and the murder of Stella Baxter. You are sentenced to death by public execution, which will take place tomorrow night. Your family has been informed and will attend your execution. Before death, a small ceremony will be held. After death, your body will be displayed as an example until it starts decomposing. Then, it will be cremated, and the ashes will be given to your family. Do you understand?"

"I-" Lawrence couldn't fully answer the question.

"Guards." Freya called out them. "Escote the traitor away to his cell."

Lawrence remained silent as the guards dragged him away to the dungeon. He took one last look at the Royal Family, who was calmly looking down upon him, and then the door was shut close.




Airwave Building

Ylaso // Elia

After taking a lift on the private elevator, the trio stood in front of a secured door. The man ordered both Bernard and Baxter to grant them access. They refused until their lives were threatened once again, which made them comply. The door opened up to reveal massive production lines hidden beneath the city, confirming the rumors. Now, there was the matter of the guest since they had outlived their usefulness. Bernard remained silent while treating his injured foot while Baxter was curled up in a ball. None of them were innocent.

For example, Bernard laid off thousands of workers while raking in millions of credits. Baxter got into her current position by having an affair with her bosses and getting others ahead of her fired. The man already had decided their fates. He approached them and ordered them into the elevator while pointing the pistol at them. Bernard looked at him and said with a sigh of irritation, "You already have everything. What do you want now!?"

"Justice." The man answered.

"Justice?"

"Yes." He walked towards Bernard and pointed the gun at his chest. "Justice for those that you have wronged. Those that were cheated. Those that have to live in this world that you and your friends created. And it starts now."

And with that, Bernard was shoved into the elevator and watched as Baxter joined him inside. He made one last attempt to escape, but the door shut in front of him. Then, it started moving up. They thought that freedom was near until it didn't stop. Bernard tried to stop the elevator, but nothing happened. It was when the doors finally opened to reveal the lobby filled with angry protesters. Both of them started to panic once the crowd saw them and began advancing towards them. Baxter tried to close the doors but it still wasn't working. When the crowd got closer, she and Bernard tried to beg for their lives.

But nobody cared.

Ylaso // Elia

Temprary Police Headquarters

Footage of protesters storming the Airwave Building began airing on several screens in the headquarters. Commissioner Lawrence watched smoke coming out of several floors in disbelief as General Griffiths was in the middle of a phone call. He went to establish communication with Chief Superintendent Rory Dawson, who was on the field. But, Griffiths stood in front of him after her phone call. She asked him, "What are you going to do?"

"I need to see what the Chief Superintendent is planning on doing." Lawrence responded honestly.

"I'm afraid that you can't do that anymore."

"Huh?"

"You have failed your duties as commissioner of the Ylaso Police Department. And after talking to the Royal Family, they agree with me and want to personally meet you." General Griffiths explained while two soldiers entered the headquarters with the intent to arrest Lawrence. He backed away and resisted arrest while pledging to do better; however, she ordered the soldiers to take him away. Everyone else in the room was shocked that their commissioner had been fired and arrested. Meanwhile, Griffiths stepped towards the hologram table and announced.

"I will be the acting commissioner until this... protest ends. For now on, I want to be updated on everything and everyone. I promise you that order will be restored, and those insurgents will be punished."

Airwave Building - Underground Factory

Ylaso // Elia

The man turned away from the elevator and went towards the production lines. He started to inspect everything to see if it was going to work. The other man took off his mask and threw it into the bin before following him. He started typing out something onto his augmented arm at lightning speed and then sent it to 'Dusky.' Afterward, he followed his friend further into the factory before finding the office belonging to the CEO. Well, former CEO. Both men headed straight for the computer and began hacking into it. "I hope we find something juicy."

"Even if we don't, we have enough for the sunrise." The man proclaimed before taking off his mask, revealing an early twenties man.

"Liberator! Savior!" A familiar voice called out to them. "Aren't you going to give me the grand tour of my upgraded workshop?"

Savior went to meet their friend, Creator, standing outside of the facility with their arms crossed and a smirk. They were impressed that the rumors were actually true, but it was bigger than expected. Perfect for making a shit ton of drones designed by them. "Congrats on securing the prize, mate. I never thought we would be standing here. Or that the "beloved" CEO would hide something so secretive under us. What a shocking revelation!"

"Good thing you just got here in time to see what he was hiding." Savior guided them to the office and rushed over towards Liberator, hugging him from the behind. It was rather odd that it was easy to hack, but Bernard probably thought that no one dangerous was ever setting foot here. That was he got from not investing in essential cybersecurity for the underground part of his business. So far, he was scrolling pass emails and notes with a lack of interest. Savior asked with curiosity, "What have you found, babe?"

"Nothing exciting." Liberator answered.

"Of course, you would say that." Creator stated to their friend before shoving him out of their brand new chair. They took a seat in it and began reading the emails, realizing that there an exciting discussion taking place. It confirmed that the Royal Family was working with Airwave to deal with the growing protest by producing drones approved by them. One of them was designed to drop gas onto Elliot Square to get rid of the occupiers ensuring their arrest. Another was made for gathering identities of protesters and sending them to the police to guarantee arrest and punishment for going against the monarchy. They pulled out a device from their pocket and set it on the computer, which started making copies of everything.

"Well, I have a lot of stuff to sort out." Creator said with excitement in their voice and turned to Liberator and Savior. "I'll call you guys once I start up the lines, and then I can show you what I have found in this goldmine."

With that, Liberator and Savior headed back to the surface and plan out for the future of this movement.




Temprary Police Headquarters

Ylaso // Elia
𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗣𝗔𝗧𝗛

A holographic drone view of the protesters occupying Elliot Square was projected in the temporary headquarter nearby the park. A dozen police personnel was monitoring the situation while the captains awaited Commissioner Lawrence and General Griffiths of the Ascia Ground Forces to arrive. Each of them took notes and watched the massive protest. Official reports revealed that nearly two million people were camping in the square; however, the numbers appeared higher than described. Personnel kept on scanning news reports, online posts, and live footage to identify as many protesters as possible. It was when the commissioner and general arrived at the headquarters, still talking about the situation.

"The royalty are starting to worry about the protest. They haven't faded out like you originally reported five days ago. Instead, more and more of the common people are joining in this so-called occupation. You have to end this before it's too late." Charlotte Griffiths finished her thoughts.

"And we will, General." Commissioner Harley Lawrence tried to calm the general down. "We need to be mindful of this situation, or my men will get hurt."

"You should've thought of that at the start, Commissioner. You need to strike them now."

"But what about my men?!" Lawrence asked.

"Your men knew the risk of joining the force. They will understand one way or the other." Griffiths answered with a hint of irritation. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to-"

"Commissioner Lawrence," One of the personnel called out. "a large crowd is forming in front of the Airwave Building!"

"What?!" Both the General and the Commissioner said simultaneously and went towards the hologram table. It was true that protesters were surrounding the front entrance of the drone company. Their security was outnumbered and in dire need of protection from the police force. Unfortunately, protesters had blocked the roads with barricades to protect their makeshift camp. Griffiths began texting her supervisors on the sudden update while Lawrence started panicking. The captains were trying to identify the leader behind this protest until the drone malfunctioned. That move caught everyone in the headquarters offline. Until another drone was able to take over, their only reliable source was the news. And it didn't look good.

Ylaso // Elia

Airwave Building

"We need to go now!" Stella Baxter, the secretary to CEO, cried out in terror while the news was playing in the background. Most of the floors were filled with scared workers, trying to pack up and destroy anything significant to the company. Eli Bernard, the CEO of Airwave, exited out of his personal office with personal bodyguards and met with his secretary. Both of them were critical to the company and its assets. Now, it was time for them to escape thanks to the private elevator. All four of them entered the elevator and waited while it started descending.

"Are we safe?" Baxter asked her boss while watching the number of floors decreasing.

"Yeah, we are." Bernard smiled at his secretary until the elevator suddenly grounded to a halt. The doors opened to reveal that they were the first level. Local security was attempting to blockade the door with anything not nailed to the ground. Protesters were slowly approaching the main entrance with the look of anger, shouting at them. And when they saw the CEO was in front of them, things went south in an instant. The bodyguards dragged them into a nearby elevator and slammed the 'thirty-first' button. As the doors were closing, the crowd managed to overwhelm the security and tried to catch up to them. Thankfully, the doors closed in time, and the elevator started going up.

Bernard took the break to comfort his secretary while one of the bodyguards called for a helicopter to save them. Once they reached the floor, they processed directly towards the other elevator avoiding pleads and questions from workers. On the second elevator, the bodyguards overheard that the protesters broke into the security room. On the third elevator, the pilot alerted them to their arrival on the helipad. In the ninety-third floor, workers were blockading hallways while some of them tried to get their attention. But, their calls had been avoided. And after two minutes of climbing the stairs, the helicopter was awaiting them with the pilots ready to leave.

As the blades began spinning around, the bodyguards went ahead with Bernard and Baxter behind them. One of them went to open the sliding door and didn't take into account that someone was waiting for them inside. Before he was able to react, a man kicked him away and shot him in the head. The other bodyguard raised his pistol at him but was gunned down by a masked individual. The pair exited from the helicopter as its blades slowly stopped spinning. Bernard tried to run, but a nearby gun impact to the ground caused him to stumble.

"Going somewhere?" the man asked him while walking over the dead bodyguard.

"Get away from me!" Bernard yelled at the man while crawling towards the elevator.

The gunman laughed at his attempt at escaping and just tugged him off of the ground with his hair. He grabbed hold of the CEO's neck and said in a soothing tone. "Not so fast, Mr. Bernard. You are needed here to answer the question of the century. What's the biggest drone manufacturing company hiding out in the open? Of course, you're an answer. Your secretary... isn't. So you get to decide each of your fates: Let her live, and I'll pry the answer out of you. Or let her die, and you'll be able to leave."

"What's your-"

"Kill her!" Bernard answered quick enough to surprise the man, leaving Baxter horrified and angry.

"What?!"

"Are you sure?" the man pulled out his pistol and aimed it at the secretary.

"Yes!" Bernard replied again.

Baxter's cries got louder while her attempt at appealing the masked man to help failed. He pulled back the hammer. "Last chance."

"Just do it alre-!" Bernard yelled out in annoyance before realizing the gunman pointed at his foot and firing the shot. He crashed to the ground in agony, realizing that he had been tricked. That was when he started to curse out at the man. "You motherfucker! What do you want?! Money?!"

The man laughed at his offer and grabbed his collar. "No, I want something more important."




Airwave Building

Ylaso // Elia

After taking a lift on the private elevator, the trio stood in front of a secured door. The man ordered both Bernard and Baxter to grant them access. They refused until their lives were threatened once again, which made them comply. The door opened up to reveal massive production lines hidden beneath the city, confirming the rumors. Now, there was the matter of the guest since they had outlived their usefulness. Bernard remained silent while treating his injured foot while Baxter was curled up in a ball. None of them were innocent.

For example, Bernard laid off thousands of workers while raking in millions of credits. Baxter got into her current position by having an affair with her bosses and getting others ahead of her fired. The man already had decided their fates. He approached them and ordered them into the elevator while pointing the pistol at them. Bernard looked at him and said with a sigh of irritation, "You already have everything. What do you want now!?"

"Justice." The man answered.

"Justice?"

"Yes." He walked towards Bernard and pointed the gun at his chest. "Justice for those that you have wronged. Those that were cheated. Those that have to live in this world that you and your friends created. And it starts now."

And with that, Bernard was shoved into the elevator and watched as Baxter joined him inside. He made one last attempt to escape, but the door shut in front of him. Then, it started moving up. They thought that freedom was near until it didn't stop. Bernard tried to stop the elevator, but nothing happened. It was when the doors finally opened to reveal the lobby filled with angry protesters. Both of them started to panic once the crowd saw them and began advancing towards them. Baxter tried to close the doors but it still wasn't working. When the crowd got closer, she and Bernard tried to beg for their lives.

But nobody cared.

Ylaso // Elia

Temprary Police Headquarters

Footage of protesters storming the Airwave Building began airing on several screens in the headquarters. Commissioner Lawrence watched smoke coming out of several floors in disbelief as General Griffiths was in the middle of a phone call. He went to establish communication with Chief Superintendent Rory Dawson, who was on the field. But, Griffiths stood in front of him after her phone call. She asked him, "What are you going to do?"

"I need to see what the Chief Superintendent is planning on doing." Lawrence responded honestly.

"I'm afraid that you can't do that anymore."

"Huh?"

"You have failed your duties as commissioner of the Ylaso Police Department. And after talking to the Royal Family, they agree with me and want to personally meet you." General Griffiths explained while two soldiers entered the headquarters with the intent to arrest Lawrence. He backed away and resisted arrest while pledging to do better; however, she ordered the soldiers to take him away. Everyone else in the room was shocked that their commissioner had been fired and arrested. Meanwhile, Griffiths stepped towards the hologram table and announced.

"I will be the acting commissioner until this... protest ends. For now on, I want to be updated on everything and everyone. I promise you that order will be restored, and those insurgents will be punished."

Airwave Building - Underground Factory

Ylaso // Elia

The man turned away from the elevator and went towards the production lines. He started to inspect everything to see if it was going to work. The other man took off his mask and threw it into the bin before following him. He started typing out something onto his augmented arm at lightning speed and then sent it to 'Dusky.' Afterward, he followed his friend further into the factory before finding the office belonging to the CEO. Well, former CEO. Both men headed straight for the computer and began hacking into it. "I hope we find something juicy."

"Even if we don't, we have enough for the sunrise." The man proclaimed before taking off his mask, revealing an early twenties man.

"Liberator! Savior!" A familiar voice called out to them. "Aren't you going to give me the grand tour of my upgraded workshop?"

Savior went to meet their friend, Creator, standing outside of the facility with their arms crossed and a smirk. They were impressed that the rumors were actually true, but it was bigger than expected. Perfect for making a shit ton of drones designed by them. "Congrats on securing the prize, mate. I never thought we would be standing here. Or that the "beloved" CEO would hide something so secretive under us. What a shocking revelation!"

"Good thing you just got here in time to see what he was hiding." Savior guided them to the office and rushed over towards Liberator, hugging him from the behind. It was rather odd that it was easy to hack, but Bernard probably thought that no one dangerous was ever setting foot here. That was he got from not investing in essential cybersecurity for the underground part of his business. So far, he was scrolling pass emails and notes with a lack of interest. Savior asked with curiosity, "What have you found, babe?"

"Nothing exciting." Liberator answered.

"Of course, you would say that." Creator stated to their friend before shoving him out of their brand new chair. They took a seat in it and began reading the emails, realizing that there an exciting discussion taking place. It confirmed that the Royal Family was working with Airwave to deal with the growing protest by producing drones approved by them. One of them was designed to drop gas onto Elliot Square to get rid of the occupiers ensuring their arrest. Another was made for gathering identities of protesters and sending them to the police to guarantee arrest and punishment for going against the monarchy. They pulled out a device from their pocket and set it on the computer, which started making copies of everything.

"Well, I have a lot of stuff to sort out." Creator said with excitement in their voice and turned to Liberator and Savior. "I'll call you guys once I start up the lines, and then I can show you what I have found in this goldmine."

With that, Liberator and Savior headed back to the surface and plan out for the future of this movement.

Tarlington Palace

Ylaso // Elia





Temprary Police Headquarters

Ylaso // Elia
𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗣𝗔𝗧𝗛

A holographic drone view of the protesters occupying Elliot Square was projected in the temporary headquarter nearby the park. A dozen police personnel was monitoring the situation while the captains awaited Commissioner Lawrence and General Griffiths of the Ascia Ground Forces to arrive. Each of them took notes and watched the massive protest. Official reports revealed that nearly two million people were camping in the square; however, the numbers appeared higher than described. Personnel kept on scanning news reports, online posts, and live footage to identify as many protesters as possible. It was when the commissioner and general arrived at the headquarters, still talking about the situation.

"The royalty are starting to worry about the protest. They haven't faded out like you originally reported five days ago. Instead, more and more of the common people are joining in this so-called occupation. You have to end this before it's too late." Charlotte Griffiths finished her thoughts.

"And we will, General." Commissioner Harley Lawrence tried to calm the general down. "We need to be mindful of this situation, or my men will get hurt."

"You should've thought of that at the start, Commissioner. You need to strike them now."

"But what about my men?!" Lawrence asked.

"Your men knew the risk of joining the force. They will understand one way or the other." Griffiths answered with a hint of irritation. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to-"

"Commissioner Lawrence," One of the personnel called out. "a large crowd is forming in front of the Airwave Building!"

"What?!" Both the General and the Commissioner said simultaneously and went towards the hologram table. It was true that protesters were surrounding the front entrance of the drone company. Their security was outnumbered and in dire need of protection from the police force. Unfortunately, protesters had blocked the roads with barricades to protect their makeshift camp. Griffiths began texting her supervisors on the sudden update while Lawrence started panicking. The captains were trying to identify the leader behind this protest until the drone malfunctioned. That move caught everyone in the headquarters offline. Until another drone was able to take over, their only reliable source was the news. And it didn't look good.

Ylaso // Elia

Airwave Building

"We need to go now!" Stella Baxter, the secretary to CEO, cried out in terror while the news was playing in the background. Most of the floors were filled with scared workers, trying to pack up and destroy anything significant to the company. Eli Bernard, the CEO of Airwave, exited out of his personal office with personal bodyguards and met with his secretary. Both of them were critical to the company and its assets. Now, it was time for them to escape thanks to the private elevator. All four of them entered the elevator and waited while it started descending.

"Are we safe?" Baxter asked her boss while watching the number of floors decreasing.

"Yeah, we are." Bernard smiled at his secretary until the elevator suddenly grounded to a halt. The doors opened to reveal that they were the first level. Local security was attempting to blockade the door with anything not nailed to the ground. Protesters were slowly approaching the main entrance with the look of anger, shouting at them. And when they saw the CEO was in front of them, things went south in an instant. The bodyguards dragged them into a nearby elevator and slammed the 'thirty-first' button. As the doors were closing, the crowd managed to overwhelm the security and tried to catch up to them. Thankfully, the doors closed in time, and the elevator started going up.

Bernard took the break to comfort his secretary while one of the bodyguards called for a helicopter to save them. Once they reached the floor, they processed directly towards the other elevator avoiding pleads and questions from workers. On the second elevator, the bodyguards overheard that the protesters broke into the security room. On the third elevator, the pilot alerted them to their arrival on the helipad. In the ninety-third floor, workers were blockading hallways while some of them tried to get their attention. But, their calls had been avoided. And after two minutes of climbing the stairs, the helicopter was awaiting them with the pilots ready to leave.

As the blades began spinning around, the bodyguards went ahead with Bernard and Baxter behind them. One of them went to open the sliding door and didn't take into account that someone was waiting for them inside. Before he was able to react, a man kicked him away and shot him in the head. The other bodyguard raised his pistol at him but was gunned down by a masked individual. The pair exited from the helicopter as its blades slowly stopped spinning. Bernard tried to run, but a nearby gun impact to the ground caused him to stumble.

"Going somewhere?" the man asked him while walking over the dead bodyguard.

"Get away from me!" Bernard yelled at the man while crawling towards the elevator.

The gunman laughed at his attempt at escaping and just tugged him off of the ground with his hair. He grabbed hold of the CEO's neck and said in a soothing tone. "Not so fast, Mr. Bernard. You are needed here to answer the question of the century. What's the biggest drone manufacturing company hiding out in the open? Of course, you're an answer. Your secretary... isn't. So you get to decide each of your fates: Let her live, and I'll pry the answer out of you. Or let her die, and you'll be able to leave."

"What's your-"

"Kill her!" Bernard answered quick enough to surprise the man, leaving Baxter horrified and angry.

"What?!"

"Are you sure?" the man pulled out his pistol and aimed it at the secretary.

"Yes!" Bernard replied again.

Baxter's cries got louder while her attempt at appealing the masked man to help failed. He pulled back the hammer. "Last chance."

"Just do it alre-!" Bernard yelled out in annoyance before realizing the gunman pointed at his foot and firing the shot. He crashed to the ground in agony, realizing that he had been tricked. That was when he started to curse out at the man. "You motherfucker! What do you want?! Money?!"

The man laughed at his offer and grabbed his collar. "No, I want something more important."


𝗪𝗢𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗪𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡
St. Petersburg, Russia
Several Months Ago

Issue #6.01
Across the United States, millions watched as the once respected heroine left the nation over her alleged ties to the terrorist leader, Stryfe. While the American government plans on invesigating the claim, several cities proposed barring her with New York City being the first in the nation to sign it into law. She offered no comment on the matter. The World Veterans Federation responded only saying that Diana Prince recently stepped down, effectively making Alana Dominguez the new CEO. In other news...

Wonder Woman quietly walked out of the café before someone could have spotted her. It had been years since she was last in Russia. Now, she was looking for a ghost. A former acquaintance that disappeared shortly after the fall of the Soviet Union. Dimitri Bukharin, the first and last leader of the Winter Guard. He and the other members vanished once Gorbachev officially dissolved the country. Nobody was able to locate them until now with some outside help. Wonder Woman walked towards the Samson and the Lion fountain and pulled out a gold coin. Before she threw it into the fountain, someone grabbed her wrist.

It was a dying Bukharin, standing there annoyed. "Follow me." he only said to her.

The pair departed towards the edge of the city, where nobody would have suspected things. It was where the coughing fits began for Bukharin. Wonder Woman saw the blood on the ground and walked towards him, offering a hand. "What happened to you?"

"Chernobyl." The former hero answered coldly.

"I thought your suit was designed to withs-"

"Another lie from my supervisors, trying to salvage that mess." Bukharin wiped the blood from his mouth and saw the blood splatter on the ground. "I suppose it didn't matter in the end... Now, tell me why you are looking for me."
Disintegration

Inspired by Leftovers, Avengers: Infinity War, and Avengers: Endgame

August 5th, 2020. The day that forever changed the whole world for the worst. Where half of humanity was turned into dust. It didn't matter what their status or background was. Four billion people were gone in a snap. And the other four billion were spared to foreseen the collapse of society. In the days after the event, the world came to a halt. The Global Economy collapsed entirely, emergency services became overwhelmed, and people were beginning to realize their loved ones were never coming back. Mass panic occurred worldwide causing the breakdown of society. Countries declared martial law...

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