Convincing Ella’s mother to drive them into Graham took twenty-three minutes.
Lee knew because he watched the clock while Ella presented one argument after another.
They needed supplies.
The town had emergency stations.
The military had secured the area.
They would stay together.
They would not touch anything glowing, enter damaged buildings, approach soldiers, cross barricades, speak to strangers, wander away, or do anything else Ella’s mother considered reckless.
Mary stood in the middle of her kitchen with her arms folded.
“You expect me to believe six teenagers want to enter a disaster area because you are concerned about emergency preparedness?”
“We’re very responsible,” Ella said.
Declan, standing behind her, quietly pushed an open bag of chips out of sight.
Mary looked past Ella toward the rest of them.
William attempted to appear trustworthy.
Emerson had put his sunglasses back on despite being indoors.
Lilith stood near the doorway, silent and unreadable.
Lee tried not to look too eager.
Mary’s gaze settled on him.
“Your parents know you’re going?”
Lee hesitated.
“They called this morning.”
“That was not my question.”
“They told me to be careful.”
Also not an answer, but close enough to the truth that he did not feel entirely guilty.
Mary sighed and looked toward the television.
Live footage continued to show downtown Graham crowded with soldiers, emergency crews, and displaced residents.
“I need to help at the volunteer station anyway,” she said.
“I’ll take you, but you stay close to the town center.
Nobody goes near the impact sites.”
Ella smiled.
“Thank you.”
“And the moment I call, you come back to the car.”
“We will.”
Mary pointed at all of them.
“If one person wanders off, none of you leave my sight again until you graduate.”
Declan raised a hand.
“What if someone is kidnapped?”
“Especially then.”
He lowered his hand.
They packed into Mary’s dark blue SUV with bottled water, first-aid supplies, blankets, and several boxes of food intended for the emergency station.
William sat in the front passenger seat while Lee and the others squeezed into the back rows.
Buster remained at Lee’s house, safely inside the Elysian Void.
Lee had considered bringing him.
Then he remembered the Nyxreaver.
The Void was safer.
Mary drove slowly through the neighborhood, maneuvering around fallen branches and sections of damaged road.
Morning sunlight shone through thinning clouds, but traces of blue still moved across the sky like fading veins of lightning.
The world looked almost normal from a distance.
Up close, the damage was everywhere.
Roof tiles covered lawns.
Several windows had been boarded over, while others remained open to the air.
A pickup truck rested at an angle in a drainage ditch after swerving around a crater in the road.
People stood outside their homes, talking in small groups.
Some carried rifles or baseball bats.
Others filmed the glowing debris scattered across nearby fields.
National Guard vehicles moved between neighborhoods.
At the first intersection, soldiers had established a temporary checkpoint around a stone fragment the size of a washing machine.
Yellow tape surrounded the impact site, and two people in silver protective suits examined the fragment with handheld scanners.
The stone’s dark surface pulsed with blue metallic veins.
Lee felt its Aether through the closed windows.
It pressed against his senses like heat radiating from a fire.
Hermes’ voice entered his mind.
That fragment contains a considerable concentration.
Lee kept his face turned toward the window.
Enough to create another Aether Soul?
No.
What entered you was unusually pure, and the lightning transformed the process.
Touching that fragment might strengthen someone, awaken an ability, poison them, or reduce them to ash.
Lee watched a soldier wave traffic around the barricade.
That seems random.
Power often appears random to those who do not understand its laws.
Do you understand them?
Hermes waited a moment.
Some.
Lee smiled faintly.
At least Hermes was becoming more comfortable admitting uncertainty.
Ella leaned across the seat.
“What are you smiling about?”
“Nothing.”
“You’ve been staring at those rocks since we left.”
“So has everyone else.”
Ella studied him before looking outside again.
The SUV passed another recovery team using an excavator to lift a larger stone from a pasture.
Chains had been wrapped around it and attached to the machine’s bucket, but the rear tires lifted from the ground whenever the operator tried to move it.
Four soldiers stood nearby, guarding the site.
Emerson pushed his sunglasses higher.
“They’re collecting every piece.”
William looked back from the front seat.
“Wouldn’t you?”
“I’d study some of them where they landed.”
“Maybe they don’t want people touching them.”
“Or maybe they want all of it for themselves.”
Mary glanced at Emerson through the mirror.
“The government collecting unknown material after a national emergency is not a conspiracy.”
Emerson looked toward another armored truck moving in the opposite direction.
“I didn’t say it was a conspiracy.”
“You were about to.”
“I was thinking it.”
“That counts.”
Declan leaned closer to the window as they passed a pasture filled with crows.
The birds covered the fence, trees, and roof of an abandoned barn.
Hundreds stood completely still, all facing the road.
Declan stopped chewing.
“Does that look weird to anyone else?”
William followed his gaze.
“They’re birds.”
“They’re watching us.”
“They’re looking at a moving car.”
Every crow turned its head at the same time as the SUV passed.
William slowly faced forward.
“That was a little weird.”
Declan watched the flock through the rear window until it disappeared.
Lee noticed a faint green shimmer move through the birds.
He blinked.
The light vanished.
Hermes, did you see that?
Yes.
What was it?
Aether responding to a connection.
Lee glanced at Declan.
His friend continued staring behind them, his face unusually serious.
His connection?
Perhaps.
Lee thought of Lilith’s dream and her strange certainty about the tracks behind his house.
The Convergence was changing people quickly.
Maybe his friends had already begun awakening.
He wanted to use Mimicry and find out, but that required getting close enough to establish a connection.
Touch would reveal more.
It would also violate their trust if he did it without telling them.
Lee looked down at his hands.
A day ago, he would not have worried about accidentally stealing pieces of his friends’ abilities.
His life had become very complicated.
The destruction worsened as they approached Graham.
Fallen trees blocked side roads.
Power lines sagged between leaning poles, and several buildings had lost portions of their roofs.
A farm supply store had been struck directly, leaving a smoking crater where the rear section used to stand.
Emergency crews moved through the area in bright jackets.
Military vehicles appeared at nearly every major intersection.
Humvees and armored transports sat behind concrete barriers, their tan hulls stark against familiar storefronts.
Soldiers directed traffic through narrow lanes.
Some carried rifles.
Others operated equipment that Lee did not recognize.
Ella pressed both hands against the window.
“I’ve never seen this many soldiers here.”
“It looks like a war zone,” William said.
Mary slowed as they approached another checkpoint.
A soldier in a helmet and protective vest raised one hand.
Mary lowered the window.
“Where are you headed?” he asked.
“The volunteer station near the town square.”
He looked into the vehicle, counting the teenagers.
“You all volunteers?”
“They’re helping me deliver supplies.”
Mary said it firmly enough that nobody challenged her.
The soldier checked a tablet.
“Main Street is restricted.
Follow Meridian, turn near the high school, and use the eastern access point.
Stay away from marked debris zones.”
“Understood.”
“Do not touch any fragments.
Even small ones.”
“We won’t.”
His gaze moved over the teenagers one more time.
“There have been reports of thefts, fights, and people behaving unpredictably after exposure.
Stay together.”
Lee felt the warning settle over the vehicle.
Mary nodded.
“Thank you.”
The soldier stepped aside.
As they drove forward, Ella looked back toward the checkpoint.
“People behaving unpredictably?”
“Probably panic,” William said.
“Or powers,” Emerson replied.
Mary gave him a warning glance in the mirror.
“What?” Emerson asked.
“We’ve all seen the videos.”
“Most of those are fake.”
“Not all of them.”
Nobody answered.
Lee stared at the soldiers.
A faint red aura surrounded one man’s arms and chest.
Another shimmered around the eyes, as if Aether had gathered behind them.
The changes were subtle, but unmistakable.
Hermes noticed them too.
Awakenings.
Already?
The return of Aether did not ask permission before changing your world.
Lee looked at his friends.
He wondered how many of them were carrying abilities they had not yet discovered.
Thousands of miles away, the aircraft carrier USS Sentinel cut through the Pacific beneath an empty sky.
Three destroyers and a cruiser formed a defensive perimeter around it.
Fighter aircraft rested armed along the flight deck, while radar crews tracked objects far beyond the visible horizon.
Deep inside the carrier, a conference room had been cleared of all but one long table.
The five permanent members of the United Nations Security Council sat along one side.
The delegation across from them was not human.
At first glance, the visitors resembled men and women of unusual height and beauty.
Most stood between seven and eight feet tall, with perfectly balanced features and athletic builds.
The illusion of humanity weakened under closer examination.
Their skin carried a faint metallic glow beneath the surface.
Their eyes reflected light like polished gold, and their white-and-gold robes flowed around them despite the still air.
Ambassador Elizabeth Carter of the United States kept both hands flat against the table.
She had spent most of her career negotiating with generals, intelligence directors, and political leaders who believed themselves untouchable.
None of them had arrived in vessels hidden beyond the moon.
“Thank you for agreeing to meet,” Carter said.
“Events are moving faster than any of our governments anticipated.”
A man at the center of the visiting delegation inclined his head.
Lord Marshal Zamur Kassiel appeared younger than Carter expected, though she had been warned that his physical appearance provided no useful indication of age.
Gold symbols covered the collar of his robes, shifting whenever he moved.
“You anticipated enough to prepare this vessel,” Kassiel said.
The Russian ambassador, Viktor Sokolov, leaned back in his chair.
“Some of us were not informed there was anything to anticipate.”
Carter met his stare.
“This meeting is intended to correct that.”
“No,” Sokolov said.
“This meeting is intended to obtain our cooperation after your government has already made an arrangement.”
The British representative, Sir Jonathan Pembroke, spoke before Carter could respond.
“Accusations can wait.
We have confirmed attacks in twelve countries, unexplained atmospheric disturbances, and creatures that should not exist.
The priority is identifying the threat.”
Sokolov turned toward him.
“Easy to say when your government was included in the arrangement.”
Pembroke’s expression remained neutral.
“Easy to criticize when yours would have done the same.”
The Chinese ambassador, Li Wei, looked toward Kassiel.
“What do your people call themselves?”
“We are Anunnaki,” Kassiel answered.
“And this Celestial High Council speaks for all of you?”
“It speaks for those who still value order.”
Carter noticed the wording.
Not all Anunnaki.
Not unity.
A faction.
Ambassador Camille Laurent of France noticed it as well.
“And those who do not value your order?”
Kassiel’s golden eyes shifted toward her.
“They serve themselves.
Some serve worse things.”
The room fell quiet.
At the far end of the table, the fifth representative, Ambassador Samuel Adeyemi, serving as the United Kingdom’s appointed security liaison to the joint session, opened a digital folder.
“Your initial intelligence described an enemy called the Umbral Dominion.”
Kassiel touched one finger to the table.
A holographic image appeared above it.
A black sphere rotated in the air.
Rivers of crimson light moved across its surface, while a broken ring of smaller worlds surrounded it.
“The Umbral Dominion is not a single nation,” Kassiel said.
“It is an alliance of exiled gods, corrupted spirits, conquered species, and beings who reject the order maintained by the divine realms.”
The image expanded.
Armies marched beneath black banners.
Winged shapes crossed burning skies.
Vast creatures moved between towers carved from bone and volcanic stone.
“The Dominion has spent ages preparing for the collapse of the barriers around Earth,” Kassiel continued.
“The Convergence accelerated that collapse.”
Carter studied the images.
“You knew the Convergence would happen.”
“We knew it was possible.”
“That is not the same answer.”
“No,” Kassiel agreed.
“It is the only one I will give.”
Sokolov muttered something in Russian.
Li Wei leaned forward.
“Who leads this Dominion?”
The hologram changed.
A woman appeared seated upon a throne of black bone.
Long dark hair surrounded a pale face, and crimson eyes burned beneath a crown of curved metal.
“Lilit,” Kassiel said.
“Queen of the Night.
Mother of Exiles.
Demon of Chaos.
Your oldest traditions remember fragments of her under many names.”
Laurent examined the image.
“Lilith?”
“One of them.”
“Is she a god?”
Kassiel paused.
“She is older than many who use that title.”
The answer caused several aides along the wall to exchange looks.
Pembroke folded his hands.
“How long before her forces arrive?”
“They already have.”
The hologram shifted again.
Images from Earth appeared: shattered villages, bloodstained roads, and blurred security footage of creatures moving through forests and cities.
“Lesser beasts and scouts began crossing as soon as the barriers weakened,” Kassiel said.
“Some hunt for food.
Others identify population centers, military responses, and emerging Aether wielders.”
“Emerging wielders?” Carter asked.
“Humans changed by the Convergence.”
“How many?”
“We do not know.”
Carter’s expression hardened.
“You have been monitoring this planet longer than you admitted.”
Kassiel did not deny it.
Sokolov pointed toward the images.
“You arrive after the event, claim our world is under attack, and offer technology in exchange for access.
We would be fools not to question your motives.”
A second Anunnaki raised one hand.
He sat beside Kassiel, taller and more heavily built than the others.
A thin crown of silver rested against his head.
“I am Varesh Anukar, High Sovereign of the Celestial High Council,” he said.
“Questioning us is wise.
Refusing the truth because it arrived from an unwelcome source is not.”
Sokolov’s eyes narrowed.
Anukar continued.
“Our ships wait beyond your moon.
We have not entered Earth’s atmosphere because an uninvited arrival would create panic and provoke your militaries.”
“Yet you placed personnel inside the United States,” Li Wei said.
“With permission.”
“Permission granted in secret.”
Carter answered before Anukar could.
“The first contact occurred months ago.
The visitors provided intelligence that prevented an attack on one of our orbital platforms.”
“And in return?” Laurent asked.
“Limited access to scientific facilities.”
Sokolov laughed without humor.
“Limited.”
Carter ignored him.
Anukar touched the table.
Five dark metallic cases rose silently from the floor and floated toward the human delegates.
Security personnel along the wall reached for their weapons.
The cases stopped.
Their lids opened.
Inside each rested a crystalline device no larger than a tablet.
Blue light moved through its transparent layers in branching patterns.
“These contain foundational designs,” Anukar said.
“Energy systems.
Protective materials.
Medical applications.
Devices capable of locating and measuring Aether.”
Li Wei did not touch the case in front of him.
“A gift?”
“An investment.”
“There is always a cost.”
Anukar smiled.
“Of course.”
The hologram changed to show a fragment of fallen stone.
Its dark surface split apart, revealing liquid blue metal flowing from within.
“The material that fell during the Convergence is not Aetherium,” Anukar explained.
“It is raw celestial stone infused with Aether.
Once separated, purified, and forged, it can become Aetherium.”
Images appeared of swords, armor, engines, and structures reinforced by blue metal.
“Properly refined, Aetherium can conduct supernatural energy, withstand forces beyond your strongest alloys, and injure creatures resistant to conventional weapons.”
Carter watched the images closely.
US recovery teams were already transporting thousands of fragments.
Factories could be converted.
Weapons could be produced.
If the Anunnaki were telling the truth.
“And what do you want?” she asked.
“Our technicians will assist your governments in constructing refineries, academies, and manufacturing centers,” Anukar said.
“In return, each nation will identify its most promising awakened humans.”
The room became still.
Laurent’s voice sharpened.
“For what purpose?”
“To train them.”
“Under your authority.”
“Under teachers who understand their abilities.”
Li Wei closed the case in front of him.
“You want our champions.”
“We want capable soldiers prepared for a war that will consume all of us.”
“And where would they be trained?”
“Some on Earth.
The most promising elsewhere.”
Sokolov leaned forward.
“You expect us to surrender enhanced citizens to a foreign power that appeared from behind the moon?”
Anukar’s expression did not change.
“I expect you to choose between discomfort and extinction.”
The words hung over the table.
Kassiel turned toward the hologram.
“The first nations to begin training will have an advantage.
Their soldiers will survive encounters that others cannot.
Their industries will produce weapons while their rivals remain dependent on conventional arms.”
Carter recognized the tactic immediately.
He was not merely offering assistance.
He was creating competition.
Every government at the table understood it.
No nation could afford to refuse if the others accepted.
Pembroke spoke carefully.
“The United Kingdom is prepared to establish a joint training program, provided our personnel remain under British command.”
Sokolov looked at him with open disgust.
“You agreed before this meeting.”
Pembroke did not deny it.
Carter said, “The United States will proceed under similar conditions.”
Li Wei’s jaw tightened.
“You intend to place foreign technicians inside your most sensitive facilities?”
“We intend to survive,” Carter replied.
Laurent looked between them.
“And ensure that everyone else must follow.”
“No one is forcing you.”
“That is exactly what this arrangement does.”
Anukar watched the disagreement with quiet interest.
Carter noticed.
For the first time, she wondered whether division was not an unfortunate consequence of the offer.
Perhaps it was the purpose.
“Before France agrees to anything,” Laurent said, “we require full access to the technical data, an independent verification of the threat, and guarantees that our citizens will not be removed from Earth without consent.”
“Reasonable,” Kassiel said.
Anukar glanced toward him.
Only for a fraction of a second.
But Carter saw it.
They had not expected Kassiel to agree so quickly.
A disagreement within the Celestial High Council.
Interesting.
Li Wei opened the case again and studied the crystalline device.
“China will review the technology before committing personnel.”
Sokolov placed one hand on his case.
“Russia will do the same.”
Anukar’s smile returned.
“Then you have accepted the first step.”
“No,” Sokolov said.
“We have accepted an object.”
“On my world, taking the gift begins the bargain.”
“This is not your world.”
“Not yet.”
Silence followed.
Kassiel slowly turned his head toward Anukar.
The High Sovereign’s smile faded.
Carter felt every human in the room tense.
Anukar placed his hands on the table.
“A poor choice of words.”
“No,” Laurent said quietly.
“I suspect they were very carefully chosen.”
Before Anukar could answer, an alarm sounded through the carrier.
Red lights flashed above the doors.
A naval officer pressed one hand against his headset.
“Admiral, we have multiple unidentified contacts above the lunar horizon.”
The room erupted in movement.
Security officers drew weapons.
Aides reached for tablets, while the human delegates turned toward the Anunnaki.
Anukar remained seated.
Carter stared at him.
“You said your ships were waiting.”
“They were.”
“How many?”
The carrier officer went pale as new information reached him.
“Ma’am, orbital tracking has confirmed at least forty vessels.”
Kassiel stood.
His robes moved like flowing metal around him.
“Those are not ours.”
For the first time, fear entered his voice.
The hologram above the table flickered.
Lilit’s crimson eyes appeared for a fraction of a second.
Then the display went dark.
Mary’s SUV slowed at the edge of downtown Graham.
The town center had become a maze of barricades, military vehicles, emergency tents, and frightened residents.
Blue light leaked from reinforced containers stacked along the road.
Soldiers stood at every intersection.
Fit men and women in civilian hiking clothes moved between command posts, speaking into radios and studying tablets.
Lee recognized the way they carried themselves.
Straight-backed.
Alert.
Always watching the hands and movements of everyone nearby.
“They look like operators,” he said.
Mary glanced at him through the mirror.
“What?”
“Those people in regular clothes.
My parents have friends who stand like that.”
William watched two of the officials enter a command tent.
“Special Forces?”
“Maybe intelligence.”
Emerson looked toward the sealed trucks.
“Why would intelligence officers be collecting rocks?”
Lee felt Hermes stir within his thoughts.
Be careful.
I know.
There are more awakened humans here than you realize.
And devices I cannot identify from this distance.
That caught Lee’s attention.
Human devices?
Hermes did not answer immediately.
We will see.
The line of traffic slowed to a stop.
Ahead, soldiers questioned every driver before allowing vehicles into the town center.
Mary checked the dashboard clock.
“I need to reach the volunteer station in fifteen minutes.”
Ella leaned forward between the front seats.
“We can walk from here.”
Mary shook her head.
“No.”
“It’s two blocks.”
“It’s crowded, damaged, and full of people the soldier just warned us about.”
“We’ll stay together.”
Mary looked at Lee in the mirror.
He tried to appear responsible.
“We’ll go straight to the station,” he said.
That part was true.
Eventually.
Mary exhaled.
“Stay on the main roads.
No alleys.
No impact sites.
No wandering.”
Ella opened the door.
“We know.”
Mary pointed toward her.
“And answer your phone.”
“I will.”
The six of them climbed from the SUV.
Noise struck Lee immediately.
Generators rumbled behind command tents.
Heavy machinery scraped against broken pavement.
Helicopters moved above the town while hundreds of voices blended into a constant murmur.
The air smelled of dust, diesel fuel, smoke, and something metallic beneath it all.
Aether.
Lee felt it everywhere.
Inside the sealed containers.
Beneath the streets.
Clinging to people who had touched the fallen stones.
As Mary drove toward the volunteer station, the group moved along the sidewalk.
Ella looked over her shoulder.
“Remember, no alleys.”
Declan pointed toward the traffic jam.
“We’re never getting through this crowd.”
Emerson nodded toward a narrow side street between two damaged buildings.
“That cuts behind the shops.”
Lilith stopped walking.
Her face went pale.
For an instant, silver light flashed across her eyes.
Lee felt a pulse of Aether radiate from her.
Lilith stared toward the side street.
“No.”
William turned back.
“No what?”
“We shouldn’t go that way.”
Ella studied her.
“Why?”
Lilith’s gaze remained fixed on the shadows between the buildings.
“I saw something.”
Lee’s skin prickled.
“What did you see?”
She blinked rapidly.
“Two men.”
A tremor entered her voice.
“And someone screaming.”
From deep inside the alley, glass shattered.
Then a boy cried out for help.
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