Emma's heart raced. She activated her comm-link. “Oracle, I’ve got a situation. Possible meta-human in distress.”

“Copy that, Shadow Strike,” Oracle's voice buzzed in her ear. “Backup is en route. Stay alert.”

As Emma crouched to check his vitals, her eyes caught a flicker of movement in the distance—red eyes glowing from the shadows. “Specter Troopers,” she thought, her eyes narrowing as she pulled out her shadow-forged dual batons. The hunt had begun.

To be continued...

Back at the Neon Edge HQ, Emma watched over the mysterious man in the med bay. His vitals were stabilizing, but his readings were off the charts. Oracle’s holographic avatar appeared next to her. “We ran his DNA. He’s not in any known registry. It’s like he was... manufactured.”

Emma frowned. “Nobody’s a ghost, Oracle. Someone built him, and someone wants him back.”

Her comm-link buzzed. A text appeared on her visor's HUD: “Stay away from him or face annihilation.” Her eyes narrowed.

“Someone’s nervous,” she muttered.

“I’d say that’s a challenge,” Oracle replied, her virtual face smirking.

Emma’s gaze turned to the city skyline. The glow of Neo Raven’s towering skyscrapers cast long shadows—her domain. “Then I’m going straight to the source.”

To be continued...

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