"Sir — the capture failed. They're in the elevator, coming down," the operator said, eyes glued to the screen.
Dr. Isaacs didn't move.
Then his voice cut through the silence — flat, precise.
"...I can see it. Block the elevator."
The operator's fingers flew over the keyboard. "Can't, sir — the elevator's been blasted open. They've arrived at the entrance!"
Isaacs' head turned sharply. "What do you mean, can't?"
"They detonated the shaft, sir," the operator stammered. "We lost primary containment. They're at the main entry now."
Isaacs' jaw clenched. His reflection distorted slightly on the monitor — eyes narrowing as the video feed showed three blurred figures emerging from the smoke.
"Then send the intercept squad," he said, voice dropping to a cold growl. "Now. And White Queen—"
He turned toward the holographic projection hovering beside him. "Put the entire facility in full lockdown. Code Red protocol. Seal every access point. They must not get in."
The hologram flickered, the AI's calm voice answering.
"Acknowledged, Dr. Isaacs. Initiating a full lockdown."
All around the control room, red warning lights began to pulse. Mechanical shutters slammed down across glass corridors.
Alarms echoed faintly through the underground base — a sound that always meant one thing inside an Umbrella facility: containment breach.
Isaacs exhaled slowly, watching the grainy feed as the intruders approached the armored doors.
"If Project X reaches our lab," Isaacs murmured, his voice low, almost reverent, "everything changes. Do not let them through."
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On Luke's side,
"It seems the entrance is blocked," Luke said, tilting his head slightly as he stared at the massive steel door ahead. The red emergency lights flickered across its surface, warning of full lockdown.
A small pause. Then he exhaled.
Crack…
A deep rumble followed — metal groaning under impossible pressure. The reinforced door bent inward, the hinges shrieking as steel folded in on itself. Sparks scattered across the floor as the structure twisted tighter and tighter until—
CLANG!
—what was once a four-ton blast door was now a compact, glowing sphere rolling lazily across the floor.
On the other side, a squad of Umbrella soldiers froze for half a heartbeat — then rifles snapped up in unison.
"Fire!"
The corridor exploded with gunfire. Casings rained down, the muzzle flashes strobing red against the smoke-filled hall. But not a single bullet found its mark.
The rounds hung midair — dozens of them — trembling, caught in an invisible current. The faint ping of suspended shells filled the silence.
Luke raised one hand, palm open. The air around him shimmered faintly.
He sighed. "Let me return them to you."
Whoooosh—THUNK! THUNK!
The bullets reversed direction faster than the eye could track, streaking back like a swarm of metallic hornets. The sound was sharp and brutal — crack, snap, splatter.
The first soldier jerked back as his own shot pierced through his visor. Another fell as rounds shredded through his chest plate, blood misting the wall behind him.
Armor cracked, helmets split, and within seconds the corridor went silent again.
One rifle clattered to the floor — clang… clang…
Luke lowered his hand slowly, eyes calm as he stepped over the fallen bodies.
"Well then, Jill, you take the top floor and shoot anyone you see. Alice, you can do anything. I'll go find the head of this facility and have a heartfelt talk with him," Luke said.
"Fine by me," Jill replied, loading her gun.
Alice gave a small nod and moved in the opposite direction.
Even though they split up, Luke wasn't worried. With his telekinetic sense he could still keep track of them anywhere in the facility. His mental range was massive — enough to sense movements within 500 m.
If either of them ran into trouble, he could intervene instantly.
"Let's finish this quickly," he muttered, turning down the deeper hallway.
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On Alice's side,
The corridor pulsed red with emergency lights.
Alice turned the corner and spotted a group of Umbrella scientists in white coats, hurriedly grabbing hard drives and folders from their consoles. The monitors flashed warnings — "LOCKDOWN INITIATED – FACILITY SEAL IN PROGRESS."
"Move faster!" one of them shouted, his voice shaking. "If Isaacs finds out we lost that data, we're dead!"
Another scientist fumbled with a case full of vials, nearly dropping it. "Forget the samples — just take the drives!"
Alice stepped silently into view, twin pistols raised.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three clean shots echoed down the hall.
The first scientist spun and hit the ground, the other two collapsing over the consoles as sparks burst from shattered screens.
Then —
A side door slammed open.
A squad of Umbrella soldiers rushed in, rifles already raised.
"Contact! It's her!" one of them shouted, panic cutting through his voice. "Fire!"
Bullets tore through the air, tracer fire lighting the smoke-choked corridor. Alice didn't flinch — her pupils constricted, glowing faintly. A soft hum built around her, like static crawling over metal.
Then—
BOOOM!
A telekinetic shockwave blasted outwards.
The floor cracked. The soldiers were thrown back in an instant, their bodies hitting the walls hard — CRASH! THUD! — as rifles and helmets scattered across the floor.
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