In a big tech building protected by heavily armed soldiers in uniforms, the security was tight. Of course, it had to be, as this was the base camp of high-ranking officials.
Inside, in a high-level room, a meeting was taking place. The attendees included top military officials, high-ranking police officers, and government representatives, all discussing important matters.
Around the round table sat men and women, deeply engrossed in the serious topics being discussed. Among them were highly ranked individuals such as the Director of the FBI, the Director of Police, and a Colonel about 10 to 15 people in total, all sitting attentively, their expressions serious.
A woman sat at the most prominent part of the round table, clearly the most important person in the room. She appeared quite young perhaps the youngest in attendance, looking to be in her mid-to-late twenties.
She had beautiful, rosy red hair. Despite her age, her high position reflected her immense capability. She had risen to her rank through sheer effort and numerous achievements.
This woman was the Secretary of Defense for the entire country, a position that carried significant weight. While most of the other officials appeared to be in their forties or fifties, her words commanded the most attention. Even during discussions, it was clear her input mattered the most.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
Everyone at the table turned to look at the Secretary. A small frown appeared on her face, showing her dissatisfaction. This was an important official meeting, and an interruption like this was unusual.
“Come in,” she said curtly.
The door opened, and a woman in military pants and a vest stepped inside. Her face was cold and serious, but it was evident she was under immense pressure.
“Madam Secretary,” the soldier said, saluting.
“What is it that’s so urgent you felt the need to interrupt this important meeting?” the red-haired woman, named Meleonora, asked sharply with a slight nod.
The soldier, clearly tense, gulped lightly but kept her posture straight.
“Ma’am, something very important has happened. It’s critical and significant.”
“Something happened in Wolly City a clash between members of the Kane family and Tony Salvit, the son of one of the top ten families, the Salvit family.”
The red-haired woman frowned deeply.
“Fights between the younger generations of prominent families are not a big deal. Their respective families handle such matters themselves,” she said coolly. “Did you come here to report this? To disturb an important meeting over something so trivial?”
Her voice was heavy with displeasure.
Meleonora had far more pressing issues to address than dealing with ignorant and childish second-generation heirs.
“Madam Secretary, I understand, but this isn’t a minor issue,” the soldier said, trying to keep her voice steady. “This time, it’s serious. I felt it should be brought to your attention first.”
The men and women at the table exchanged glances.
“What exactly happened?” asked a serious-looking middle-aged man with a rough voice. He was Colson, the Director of the FBI.
“Mass slaughter? What do you mean?” Meleonora frowned, her tone sharp.
Even the Police Director sitting nearby furrowed his brows in concern.
“About half an hour ago,” the soldier began, “I don’t have the full details yet, but based on what our team has gathered so far, we discovered that Tony Salvit attempted to assault Miss Rose Kane”
“Assault?” Meleonora interrupted, her frown deepening.
“Yes, ma’am,” the soldier confirmed. “He attempted to rape her, but her brother, Lucian Kane, intervened in time. He was furious so much so that he attacked Tony and the 20 or so guards present with a hammer.”
The room fell silent.
“It was brutal,” the soldier continued. “The condition of the guards is unclear whether they’re alive or dead hasn’t been confirmed yet. But as far as we know, Lucian Kane destroyed Tony’s body with the hammer. He shattered his arms, legs, and even…” she hesitated, “his privates, leaving him bloody and possibly disabled. Whether Tony is alive or dead is also unconfirmed.”
She paused before adding, “We also obtained some footage from onlookers in the nightclub where it all happened.”
The soldier’s voice remained steady, though the gravity of the situation was apparent.
“Lucian Kane?” The name drew puzzled expressions from everyone in the room.
“I understand why a fight might’ve broken out,” Meleonora said, her tone measured, “but are you sure this is accurate? Are you saying an 18-year-old boy managed to beat 20 guards hired by the Salvit family? That’s no small claim.”
Her skepticism was mirrored by others in the room.
“He’s just a kid. I find it hard to believe he could take on 20 guards alone,” the Police Director said, frowning. “Even a seasoned veteran soldier would struggle against such odds. The numbers are simply too great.”
He leaned forward, his voice turning serious. “As far as I know, the guards employed by prominent families aren’t ordinary. They’re often underground mercenaries with exceptional training, and the Salvit family is infamous for their elite bodyguard agency. It’s not an exaggeration to say some of their men might even be retired military personnel with extensive battlefield experience.”
He glanced around the room. “The Salvit family has tens of thousands of trained individuals under their protection agencies. Essentially, they’re a private army, and most of them are licensed to carry weapons.”
The Police Chief’s explanation left the others nodding in agreement as they turned their questioning gazes to the female soldier.
“Did that brat really take down 20 guards single-handedly?” Meleonora asked skeptically.
The soldier straightened her posture.”Yes, ma’am. I have video evidence that we collected using… secure methods.” She avoided elaborating, knowing better than to discuss the specifics of their hacking efforts.
Meleonora leaned back in her chair, her curiosity piqued.”Show us.”
The soldier tapped on her tablet, and the large LCD screen in the room flickered to life. A video began to play.
An image slowly appeared on the screen, along with the voices of a crowd talking amongst themselves, captured in the recording. The scene showed a room in disarray, with furniture scattered and clear signs of resistance.
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In one part of the room stood a young man holding a hammer. Nearby, a young woman was kneeling, her eyes shut tightly, tears streaming down her face. On the floor lay another man, one of his legs twisted at an unnatural angle and covered in blood. He was screaming and crying in pain.
On the other side of the room stood about 20 guards dressed in black. They appeared hesitant, clearly torn between trying to rescue Tony and avoiding provoking Lucian, who stood dangerously close to their employer.
“This looks… sensitive,”the Chief of Police said from the side, his tone cautious.
As everyone in the room continued watching, Lucian raised his hammer and slammed it down on Tony’s other leg.Gasps filled the meeting room, and some officers turned their faces away, unable to stomach the brutality. Even those accustomed to such scenes frowned deeply.
“This is too much…How can a boy his age be so brutal?” many of them thought.
The video continued, showing Lucian repeatedly striking Tony. Despite voices in the background shouting, “Stop it!” and “Leave him alone!”, Lucian appeared unfazed, like a man possessed. He relentlessly smashed Tony with his hammer.
“This boy needs… psychiatric help,”Meleonora thought to herself, disgusted.
The video then showed Lucian talking with the guards, who were still trying to extract Tony but to no avail. At one point, one of the guards muttered something about cameras being present.
The officials in the meeting room continued watching the footage, their expressions ranging from frowns to indifference, but the atmosphere was undeniably tense. Suddenly, on the screen, Lucian turned his head toward the camera, his piercing gaze locking directly onto the lens.
With his hammer pointed straight at the camera, he spoke:
“I am Lucian Kane,”he began, his voice calm but carrying an undeniable weight. “Whatever you think you know about me, whatever rumors you’ve heard… cool. But let me make one thing clear. I AM NOT THAT LUCIAN.”
“I don’t care what you think or say about me.”His tone was ice-cold. “But take this as a warning.”
He took a step forward, the hammer still raised. “.Touch my family again and it be a war.”
“Whatever the family, wherever the city, whatever the country or even the whole world if you attack the people closest to me… I will kill you all. And believe me when I say this: “Your Combined Chances Against Me Are In Negatives…Know Your Place.”
The video continued, but silence fell in the meeting room. The audacity of Lucian’s words shocked everyone present.
“How dare this brat…”one high-ranking official muttered angrily.
Even Meleonora wore an angry expression. Protecting his family was one thing, but this level of arrogance and disrespect toward entire nations was unforgivable.
“Disgusting,”she thought, her contempt growing as she continued watching the footage. Lucian’s handling of the situation was reckless and excessive.
Meanwhile, the hot-headed Director of the FBI had a different reaction. He leaned back in his chair, impressed. While the others fumed, he couldn’t help but appreciate the boy’s raw fighting skills.
“His methods may look crude,” he thought, “but there’s skill behind them. It’s a shame his head is full of nonsense.”
He sighed quietly. “If only he were under my command, I could’ve trained him into an excellent agent.”
The reactions around the room were mixed.Some were angry, some furious, others curious. But overall, the consensus was one of extreme dissatisfaction with the boy’s actions.
“Is that all?” Meleonora asked the female soldier coldly, her gaze sharp.
The soldier’s hands trembled slightly, but she kept her posture straight.
“No, Madam Secretary,” she replied. “This wasn’t the main reason I came here.”
The room’s attention focused entirely on her.
“The main reason is… he killed over three hundred people,” the soldier said, her voice trembling.
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well maybe you all are wondering what happened to book… actually it just got locked due to some reasons
and i had to edit every single chapter out there like no joke….its fking turing…i almost thought to drop it out…. cry emoji:
but guess ya all love got me back… thanks ya all