Chapter 162: Thomas's Mission

Thomas moved through the ship. Silent. Careful. Using everything his grandfather taught him.

"Guards everywhere. Can't fight them all. Need to be smart." Thomas whispered to himself. Staying calm. Staying focused.

He found the security room. Two guards inside. Watching monitors. Drinking coffee.

Thomas used magic. Sleep spell. Gentle. Quiet. Both guards slumped over. Unconscious.

"Sorry. But I need your keys." Thomas took their access cards. Their weapons. Their radios.

He listened to the radio. Learning patrol patterns. Guard rotations. Ship layout.

"Prisoners are in lower deck. Cell block three. Twenty guards posted. Victoria wants them alive until we reach base." A voice reported.

"Copy that. Maintain current security. No one gets in or out." Another voice responded.

Thomas studied the monitors. Found our cells. Saw us locked up. Saw the guards.

Twenty guards. Too many to fight. Too many to avoid. Too many to handle.

"I need a distraction. Something big. Something that pulls guards away." Thomas thought hard.

He found the ship's emergency panel. Fire alarms. Evacuation protocols. Safety systems.

"Perfect." Thomas triggered the fire alarm. Not a real fire. Just an alarm.

Sirens blared. Lights flashed. Chaos erupted.

"Fire in engine room! All hands respond! Move! Move!" Guards shouted. Running. Leaving posts. Following protocol.

The guards at our cells hesitated. Orders said stay. Alarm said go.

"Ten of you stay with prisoners. Rest help with fire." A commander decided.

Ten guards left. Ten stayed. Better odds. Still tough. But possible.

Thomas waited. Watching monitors. Timing his move.

"Now." Thomas teleported. Short jump. Directly outside the cell block.

He created an illusion. Made himself look like Victoria. Perfect copy. Perfect disguise.

Walked in. Confident. Commanding.

"I'm taking the prisoners for questioning. Stand aside." Thomas in Victoria's voice. Victoria's manner.

"Ma'am. We were told to keep them locked until base." A guard questioned. Suspicious.

"Plans changed. I decide. Not you. Open the cells. Now." Thomas pushed. Authoritative.

The guards looked at each other. Uncertain. Confused.

"Now means now, soldier!" Thomas snapped. Victoria's anger. Victoria's tone.

"Yes ma'am. Opening cells." The guard obeyed. Unlocked our cells. One by one.

We stepped out. Pretended to be subdued. Played along.

"Follow me. Quietly. Or you'll be shot." Thomas led us. Still disguised as Victoria.

We walked. Guards watching. Suspicious but following orders.

Reached a storage room. Empty. Private. Perfect.

"Inside. All of you." Thomas ordered. We entered. Guards followed.

Thomas dropped the disguise. Revealed himself. Young boy. Not Victoria.

"What the-" A guard started.

We attacked. Six of us against ten of them. Fast. Brutal. Silent.

Knocked them all out. No deaths. No alarms. Clean.

"Thomas! You did it! You amazing kid!" I hugged him. Proud. Relieved.

"We're not safe yet. Ship is full of Erasers. We need to escape. Get off somehow." Thomas was right. Still in danger.

"Lifeboats. We take lifeboats. Get to water. Swim to Chile. It's only hundred miles." Cole suggested.

"Hundred miles in Antarctic water? We'd freeze in minutes. We'd die." Sarah rejected.

"Then we call for help. Radio for rescue. Hope backup arrives before Erasers stop us." Maya offered.

"Or we take the ship. Take control. Force them to turn around. Deliver us home." Nina smiled. Bold plan. Dangerous plan. Possible plan.

"Six of us against hundreds of them? We'd lose." I was realistic.

"Not if we're smart. Not if we use their systems against them. Not if we trap them." Thomas had an idea. Young mind. Creative mind. Brilliant mind.

"What are you thinking?" Luna asked her son. Curious. Worried.

"The ship has safety protocols. Lockdown procedures. Emergency containment. If we trigger them. If we seal sections. If we trap Erasers in different areas. We reduce the numbers. Make it manageable." Thomas explained. Smart. Strategic.

"Could work. But we need access to main systems. Need to reach the bridge. Need to take command center." Cole analyzed.

"Then we go. Now. Before they realize we escaped. Before they reorganize. Before we lose our chance." I decided.

We moved. Fast. Quiet. Determined.

Reached the bridge. Ten guards outside. Alert. Armed. Ready.

"We need a plan. Can't just charge in." Sarah assessed.

"Yes we can. We're Luna Triad. We charge. We fight. We win." I shifted. Silver wolf.

Sarah and Maya shifted too. Three silver wolves. Beautiful. Deadly. Unstoppable.

Cole shifted. Dark massive wolf. Alpha. Powerful. Fierce.

Nina and Thomas stayed human. Magic and weapons. Support. Backup.

We charged. All at once. Overwhelming force. Total commitment.

The guards didn't stand a chance. Ten seconds. All down. All out.

Burst into bridge. Found Victoria. Five officers. Command center.

"You! How did you escape?" Victoria stood. Shocked. Angry. Scared.

"Magic. Skill. Family. The usual." I shifted back to human. Faced my cousin. "It's over Victoria. Surrender. Stop this. End the Erasers."

"Never. I'll die first. I'll kill you first. I'll destroy everything first." Victoria pulled a gun. Aimed at me.

Thomas was faster. Telekinesis. Yanked the gun away. Crushed it. Destroyed it.

"No more guns. No more weapons. No more fighting." Thomas floated the gun pieces. Showing his power. "You lose."

Victoria laughed. Hysterical. Broken. Insane.

"I don't lose. I planned for this. Planned for everything. Planned for you." Victoria pressed a button on her chair.

Alarms blared. Different alarms. Worse alarms.

"Self-destruct activated. Ship explodes in five minutes. Everyone dies. Including you. Including me. I win either way." Victoria smiled. Crazy smile. Suicide smile. "Welcome to the end."