POV: 30014i – The Turning Point
---
I stepped inside the auction room, the smell of polished wood and expensive cologne filling the air. The auction house was everything the empire stood for: luxury, power, control.
But I wasn't here for riches. I wasn't here to play their game.
I was here to end it.
The doors closed behind me with a soft thud, the sound swallowed by the room's opulence. The large hall was filled with high-class citizens, their faces blurred by the heavy masks of greed and ambition. The B.A.M. guards stood at attention, their weapons barely visible beneath their tailored uniforms.
I could feel the tension in the air. It was palpable.
> "Who are you?" A voice from the back broke the silence. A tall man, sharp jawline, and piercing eyes. His presence alone seemed to command attention.
His gaze flickered to my hand. My sleeve was pulled tight, hiding the small device that had already started its countdown.
The bombs.
"Just someone here to collect," I replied coldly, my voice steady as steel. The timer ticked down.
The man's eyes narrowed. "You don't belong here," he sneered, stepping closer.
> "I do," I said, holding out the tablet that had been the key to breaking the system. The auction ledger was encrypted inside, ready to expose the highest bidders—the ones who controlled the empire's puppet strings.
The room went still. The guests were watching, trying to read me, to understand what this meant. But they had no idea what they were about to lose.
---
POV: Myra – The Rebellion Leader
It was happening. The auction was in full swing, and we had already intercepted every communication, every move. But 30014i's move was bold. He was walking straight into the lion's den, and the risk was enormous.
We had eyes on the room. I could see him, standing there, holding the ledger like a weapon.
This was it.
A low rumble reverberated through the walls. The first of many signals.
> "We're in position," I whispered, watching the encrypted feed. "Once he reveals the ledger, we release the files."
Everything was calculated. The explosive charges had been placed just beneath the auction house—every exit sealed.
It was time to show them the truth.
---
POV: Talon – The Silent Soldier
I was stationed outside, where the final chaos would unfold. I had been tracking the movements, the guards, and now, 30014i had triggered the first phase.
The B.A.M. had no clue what was coming. They were focused on their task, maintaining their control. But we had already cut their communications.
The auction was more than a display of wealth—it was the lifeblood of the Blackwood empire. And tonight, we were putting an end to it.
I pulled the trigger on the detonator.
> "This is just the beginning," I muttered as the ground shook beneath my feet.
---
POV: 30014i – The Confrontation
As the man stepped closer, I could hear the soft hum of the countdown in my ear. My grip tightened on the tablet.
He raised an eyebrow. "What is this?" he asked, his tone dripping with disdain.
> "The truth," I said, swiping the screen to reveal the auction ledger.
I had expected him to laugh. Instead, he froze. The eyes of the guests shifted from the ledger to him.
> "No. This can't be real," he muttered.
I kept my stance firm. "You'd be surprised at how real it is."
He snatched the tablet, his eyes scanning the names, the numbers—the auction records—everything. The empire's underbelly was exposed, and it had been waiting for this moment.
> "Shut him up," he barked to the guards.
But before they could make a move, the ground shook. A loud explosion echoed, followed by a series of deep rumbles. The building swayed as if it was coming apart from the inside.
The guests gasped. Guards scrambled to assess the threat, but I could already see the panic setting in.
The countdown had reached zero.
---
POV: Myra – The Rebellion Leader
I could hear the explosion. The blast rippled through the building, rattling windows and shaking walls.
I could feel it—this was the start of the collapse.
The Blackwood Empire had been built on a mountain of lies, and now the first stones were tumbling down.
> "Move," I said, my voice low but commanding. "Time to bring this place to its knees."
We had breached the system. The final auction records had been released to the public, exposed in a way no one could ignore. The rich and powerful would no longer be able to hide behind their numbers.
They had bought their place in the world, but now they would have to fight to keep it.
---
POV: 30014i – The Reckoning
I felt the heat of the explosion reverberate through the air. The room was in chaos. Guards scrambled, panic sweeping over the guests.
But I stood still, my face unreadable as the auction house trembled. The ledger was out there now. And with it, the truth about the Blackwood auction system.
The man who had tried to stop me now looked weak, helpless. His eyes darted from the tablet to the trembling walls.
> "You can't stop this," I said, my voice steady. "The auction is over. The truth is out."
He stumbled backward. "You'll regret this."
I simply shrugged.
> "I already have," I replied.
With that, I turned and walked out, my purpose clear.
---
POV: Talon – The Silent Soldier
The building was crumbling. The B.A.M. were in disarray. The rebellion was in full force now.
This wasn't the end. It was only the beginning.
The auction houses, the Blackwood Empire, everything they had built on numbers and control—was collapsing.
The walls weren't the only thing breaking.
---
POV: Myra – The Rebellion Leader
It wasn't just an auction. It was the symbol of everything the empire had stood for. And now, it was destroyed.
We had won this round. But the fight wasn't over. Chris Blackwood would come for us. He would never let this slide.
But we were ready.
For the first time in years, we could breathe.
We weren't just surviving anymore. We were fighting back.
---
The Blackwood Empire had been shaken to its core, but the rebellion w
as just beginning. The truth had been exposed, and the world would never be the same.
---