A cold wind brushed past them when the light faded. Red dust choked the air. Levi blinked, trying to steady himself as the world slowly came into focus.

“Where… are we?” Cameron asked, stepping forward.

Mary squinted upward. Her breath caught.
“Isn’t that… Earth?”

Above them, a blue sphere hovered in the distant sky—the unmistakable glow of home.

Zeith took a few careful steps, analyzing the ground beneath them, the strange artificial breeze, the faint hum under his feet.
“No,” he murmured. “Look at the architecture… the ceilings… the air regulators. We’re underground.”

He turned slowly, taking in the metal sky panels painted blue, the towering rock walls carved into geometric shapes, and the strange glowing stones lining the streets.

“We’re on Mars,” Zeith said quietly. “And this—this is an underground city.”

Before anyone could say a word, alarms echoed through the tunnels. Strange armored figures rushed toward them—Martians, or something close enough. Tall, thin, wearing glass helmets with swirling vapor inside. Their weapons crackled with energy.

“Stay behind me,” Levi said, stepping forward.

Mary, Cameron, Vanessa, and Zeith instinctively moved behind him as the Martian guards raised their weapons.

Levi’s eyes flared green.

Energy burst from his palms—white, searing, controlled. He surged forward, teleporting through the battlefield like flickers of light. Cameron froze.

“He can teleport too?!” Vanessa gasped.

The Martians shouted something in their own language, words none of them understood but one phrase was clear:

“The Prime Supernatural!”

Dozens of guards rushed them.

Levi teleported again, reaching Cameron and Vanessa, grabbing their arms mid-motion as the world bent around them. But before he could get Mary and Zeith—

A shadow moved behind him.

Something struck the back of Levi’s neck—sharp, electric, paralyzing.

Levi collapsed instantly.

“LEVI!” Mary screamed, lunging forward, but she was tackled and pinned.

More guards swarmed in. Zeith tried to summon lightning, but a suppression field slammed down around them, draining the power from his veins. Cameron fought until four guards forced him to his knees. Vanessa, furious, kicked and struggled until they bound her wrists behind her back.

Standing untouched in the chaos was Das—the man who had brought them here. He calmly clasped his hands behind his back while the guards took the others.

He wasn’t arrested.
He wasn’t restrained.
He simply watched.

Cameron noticed first.

“Why aren’t they taking you?” Cameron snapped, voice rough.

Das stepped closer to the bars of Cameron’s cell once they were thrown into the underground Martian prison.

“I am a double agent,” Das said calmly. “I work for both sides… and now, for the Prime.”

Cameron scoffed. “Supernaturals… Martians… it all makes sense now. You’re aliens. That’s where all this power came from.”

Das shook his head slowly.

“You’re wrong.”

The prisoners went silent.

“The truth is…” Das leaned closer, lowering his voice as a guard walked by.
“We are all supernaturals. Every human. Every Martian. Every race in this solar system. It’s the same origin. The same bloodline.”

Mary and Zeith exchanged shocked glances.

Vanessa swallowed hard.
“What does that even mean?”

Das only smiled.

“Your government hides many things.”

Meanwhile, beyond the prison walls, Levi was dragged into a separate chamber—one meant for only the most powerful.

They strapped him inside a vertical glass tube filled with swirling purple liquid. Oxygen pumped through a mask covering his mouth, keeping him from drowning. Strange wires and needles pierced into the liquid, pulsing with energy that flowed directly into Levi’s body.

Martian scientists circled him with fascination.

“The Prime Supernatural,” one murmured.
“At last… the evolution is complete.”

Levi floated unconscious, the purple fluid glowing brighter with every passing second.

They weren’t just holding him.

They were experimenting on him.

Transforming him.

Awakening something deeper.

Something ancient.