Creation Of All Things-Chapter 10: Veridian Jurisdiction

"That... I can't allow."

Adam's head snapped toward the voice. Up on the rooftop, bathed in silver moonlight, stood a figure cloaked in black. A hood covered their face, and swirling shadows curled around them like living tendrils. Against the night sky, the presence felt almost otherworldly—like something out of legend had descended upon them.

Adam frowned, eyes narrowing. "And who the hell are you?"

Before the stranger could answer, Mark, who had been trembling moments ago, practically jumped with joy. "That's my sister! The strongest of her generation, Ani—"

He didn't even finish his sentence before a shadow wrapped around his mouth, silencing him.

A soft, mocking chuckle echoed through the air as the hooded figure finally spoke. "Who gave you permission to speak, brat?" The voice was cold, almost bored, yet laced with sharpness. "All you ever do is cause trouble, and then we have to clean up your messes. What's even worse? You let two eight-year-olds scare you to your core. You're a disgrace to the Blackveil name."

Without hesitation, the figure leaped from the rooftop. The way they moved was effortless, almost like gravity didn't apply to them. Shadows wrapped around their body, shifting and dissolving in the moonlight as they landed gracefully on the ground.

As the glow of the moon outlined their form, they turned to Mark, eyes hidden beneath the hood. "But for Mother's sake, I'll save your ass just this once. Now take your lackeys and get lost."

Adam's expression darkened as he took a step forward. "So you're siblings." His voice was calm, but his eyes burned with anger. "That doesn't change the fact that your brother tried to hurt mine. He's not walking away that easily."

The hooded girl let out a sigh, as if this was all just an inconvenience to her. Her gaze flickered from the fire-and-ice twins to Adam, then back to her brother. "I get where you're coming from, really, I do." Her tone wasn't mocking anymore—just... matter-of-fact. "But I can't let you touch him. The full force of my family would crush you if you did. My advice? Let this go. If—by some miracle—you ever get strong enough to shake the world to its core... then you can come for revenge. Until then..."

Her body dissolved into a swirling mass of shadows. In an instant, the dark fog swept around Mark and his lackeys, swallowing them whole.

"Rest."

And just like that—they were gone.

Adam lunged forward, but it was useless. He grabbed at nothing but air.

His fists clenched, his body shaking with frustration. Then, with a roar, he slammed his fist into the ground—the sheer force sending cracks tearing through the concrete before an explosion of debris sent dust flying into the air.

A massive crater formed beneath him.

"That bastard... and that bitch." His voice was low, filled with seething rage. His crimson eyes gleamed under the moonlight. "You said I need to get stronger? Fine. I will. And when I do..." He gritted his teeth, voice laced with venom. "I'll wipe the Blackveil family off the face of the earth with my own hands."

His rage simmered as he turned back toward his siblings, finally taking in their exhausted but unharmed forms. The anger melted, replaced by overwhelming relief.

"Thank God you two are okay." He rushed forward, arms outstretched to hug them—only to stop short as a wave of intense heat and cold radiated off their bodies.

He blinked. "Uh... you wanna turn that off?"

The twins exchanged a glance, then grinned cheekily.

"We can't." They said in unison.

Adam let out a dry chuckle. "Figures."

With a bit of guidance—and some trial and error—the twins finally learned to suppress their powers. As the fiery aura around Alfred dimmed and the icy chill around Aria faded, something new took its place.

Red streaks now ran through the front of Alfred's dark hair, while white streaks colored Aria's.

Adam smirked. "Well, that's a new look."

Then his expression turned serious. His enhanced hearing picked up the low hum of engines in the distance—several vehicles, approaching fast. And even worse, he could already sense people moving through the factory.

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"We need to get out of here. Now."

He grabbed both siblings, lifting them easily in his arms. A smirk tugged at his lips.

"Hold on tight."

With a single powerful leap, he soared into the air—clearing the six-story factory building in an instant.

The wind rushed past them, their bodies momentarily suspended under the night sky. Below them, the factory shrank away, the moon casting their silhouettes against the stars.

Then—boom!

They landed on the rooftop with perfect precision, Adam barely breaking a sweat.

He glanced back at the factory, eyes sharp.

"We're just getting started."

As soon as Adam disappeared over the rooftops, two figures stepped into the factory—a man and a woman, both in their early thirties.

The woman scanned the area, her sharp eyes lingering on the roof. She could still feel the faint traces of energy in the air.

"Looks like we just missed them." She sighed.

The man, however, wasn't looking up. Instead, he pointed toward the ground.

"Not all of them, Mira."

She followed his gaze and spotted an unconscious man sprawled across the floor. Her expression darkened.

"I know him... He's from the Blackveil family." Her lips pressed into a thin line. "This just got a whole lot more complicated."

As if on cue, a thunderous crash echoed through the factory.

Several black armored vehicles barreled through the walls, smashing through concrete like it was paper. The sheer force of impact should have sent debris flying—but not a single scratch marked the vehicles. Not even a speck of dust clung to them.

The air grew tense.

Mira exhaled sharply. "And now, it gets worse."

One of the vehicle doors swung open, and a man stepped out. He wore a black suit and dark sunglasses, his presence exuding authority and confidence.

He took a quick look around, his frown deepening.

"You can leave now. This is Veridian jurisdiction."